A glance from the corner of his eye observed the entrance to the lane, people coming and going, nothing unusual.,By the time you stepped through the door, the carriage was teeming with people, packed so tightly it felt like being in a sardine can.,"Team leader, I'm going downstairs to buy some cigarettes," Ding Naifei said. He had several cigarette butts at his feet and was out of smokes; his nicotine cravings were kicking in.。