"East is Red, the sun rises..."
Under the thick darkness of night, such a loud singing suddenly came out of the abandoned factory, making it sound exceptionally eerie.
If it were in a KTV, Zhang Zihao and the others might have enjoyed singing a few songs.
But now, each of them was stark naked, huddling and holding their heads in the corner of the wall...
This scene was as painfully awkward as it could get.
Luckily, all the guys present were men, and it wasn't just one person in this state—all of them looked the same.
Since it was a group affair, as the parties involved, they didn't feel too embarrassed.
"Brother Hao, I hear the sound of a car starting outside."
"Those two must have taken our car and left!" Han, equally holding his head, squatting next to Zhang Zihao, spoke in a low voice.
"Probably!" After listening intently for a while, Zhang Zihao nodded.