In the dead of night, Old Jack drove to Little Rock and checked into a room at the Motel.
After confirming the information, Old Jack took Old Earl and his grandson to knock on Allen Zhang's room door.
Allen Zhang received the message, went over to open the door for them, checked to ensure no one else was paying attention to the area, then quickly let the three men in.
Old Jack, carrying a briefcase and wearing a flat cap, placed the weapons and equipment on the table, introducing, "This is Old Earl, and this is his grandson, you can call him Mike."
Allen Zhang nodded, looking at the slightly overweight old man with flecks of grey in his hair, but spirited and strong for his age.
And then at his tall and sturdy grandson, standing at six feet one, with eyes full of clear stupidity, giving an impression a little slow and clumsy.
