Luoshui County.
Inner City.
On a rooftop about five hundred meters from the county government office.
Jiang Ning stood silently at the corner of the eaves, his hands empty.
Snow fell on his head and quietly melted.
His gaze also quietly watched towards the county government office.
At this moment, from a high vantage point, although the snow filled the sky, the modest distance of about five hundred meters allowed him to see clearly that the people, following the plan, had completely surrounded the county government.
Hong Minghu, dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, stepped on the soft snow and approached the entrance to the county government step by step.
"Who goes there!" Two guards consistently stamping their feet at the entrance shouted as they saw Hong Minghu approaching, immediately berating him.
However, their voices were clearly filled with a bluster hiding nervousness.
For Hong Minghu was dressed very thinly.
