Evening party.
Everyone thought it was a celebration of 'General' and 'Undying' about to go on an expedition, little did they know it was Zhang Jing celebrating selling 100 jin of targeted drug raw materials, rake in 300 million US dollars.
The main dish of the party was roasted lamb skewers from a black-headed sheep.
The chef was Haifa, and everyone else assisted her.
Skinning, cutting, skewering, processing the offal... everyone was happily busy.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Andy, the motorcyclist, while boiling water and scrolling through his phone, "Seattle city, police-criminal battle!"
Everyone, including Zhang Jing, instantly swarmed over.
The view was from above, a television station with a helicopter, broadcasting live.
A pickup truck and an SUV were weaving left and right on the main
