Gao Guang simply tidied his hair and straightened his clothes. Indeed, he looked much more spirited than before.
With time so pressing, there was neither place nor time to arrange for those people Amy had brought. Even Gao Guang didn't know exactly what these people were there for. Since they came with Amy, he took them for her assistant team.
His heart was somewhat uneasy, but Gao Guang was mostly filled with anticipation because the path he took to transition into the arms trade was finally about to see the first light of dawn.
Evans looked a bit bloated, around fifty years old, wearing an ATF jacket, and he carried a heavy air of the streets about him rather than resembling those strictly official law enforcement types. Instead, he looked more like a thug.
"Hello, Mr. Raynor."
"Hello."