In the suburb of Bin City, night fell heavily.
Lin Tian drove his BYD at an unhurried pace.
Eventually, he simply turned off the headlights.
He trailed at a distance, following the two cars ahead of him.
To him, the night posed little challenge.
The couple, Xu Ping and his wife, drove their off-road vehicle, also maintaining the greatest distance from the vehicle in front.
This was already a rural road.
Getting too close would easily alert the others to their tracking.
"Two top assassins, a couple, or pretending to be one?"
"What is their purpose for infiltrating Tianzi? Could people from the Hengling Gang's Flying Emperor Agent Company be their doing?"
Watching the vehicle of Xu Ping and Zhao Yixin up ahead, Lin Tian's mind raced with questions and his heart was riddled with doubts.
After following for half an hour, Lin Tian noticed that Xu Ping and his wife had also turned off their car lights.