The black night shrouded the sky without a moon, leaving only a few feeble stars twinkling.
Apart from the wild grass and randomly grown shrubs, there were no other living creatures around.
Gusts of chilly wind blew in from the distance, carrying with them howls of an unknown animal.
This only made the already oppressive atmosphere even more sinister.
Chen Feng walked through the weeds, step by step toward the abandoned factory not far away, his face always calm.
If it were an ordinary person under these circumstances, especially after hearing what the taxi driver had said, they would probably have peed their pants or turned tail and ran home by now.
But Chen Feng acted as if nothing was amiss, as if the environment around him had nothing to do with him.
Actually, this kind of environment was nothing new to Chen Feng.
He had encountered far more terrifying situations during missions in the past.
