Chapter 509【New Support, Old Mr. Wei!】Request for votes! _3

The spy named Little Tong had a stunned expression, while their leader stifled a bittersweet grin and swore to himself, 'What kind of goddamn mission is tailing Dragon Tooth?'

About ten minutes later, the agents arrived at the entrance of the Stone Peak Tea Garden, following Chen Fan.

The Stone Peak Tea Garden did not glow with the warm light of an ordinary teahouse at night. Aside from the street lamps, the tea houses were immersed in darkness.

Elder Mo, the man officially in charge of the tea garden, was reclining comfortably on a wicker chair at the entrance, humming a Huangmei opera tune, sipping his tea from a pot worth several villas.

Chen Fan got out of his Bentley carrying a tea canister and walked straight up to Elder Mo. Standing erect, he respectfully greeted, "Elder Mo."

"Shush!"