C125 Death

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ma Fei and a handful of ruffians had already taken their leave. Before departing, Ma Fei even settled the bill for Lu Wangshu and Lin Xiangyi's barbecue.

Lin Xiangyi's home wasn't too far from the food stall. She waited for the bus at the nearby stop. Just one stop away, she would disembark, cross at the traffic lights