He stood here for a long time, so long that his legs became a little numb.

The distance between them was so close, but in between was like an abyss that couldn't be crossed.

"Oscar, what the hell are you looking at?"

Vincent walked up and followed his line of sight, feeling warily for the gun at his waist when he spotted the man, "Chief, what are you doing here?"

The man didn't answer, his eyes a little misty.

Vincent hurriedly said to the man at the side, "Oscar, the master is still waiting for us, go back."

Oscar nodded his head, no longer lingering, and immediately left here.

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