"Ling Mo!" The leader recognized him immediately.
This guy was now crouched on the car roof behind him with a surprisingly relaxed posture. Recalling the muffled "thud" earlier... Ling Mo must have appeared behind him without a sound or warning at that moment.
"What do you want..." The leader's face darkened as he took two steps back, but he heard several different footsteps approaching from both ends of the vehicles and from behind. No need to look to know; he was surrounded.
"Ah!" His face flushed red as he suddenly swung the half-pulled communicator he was holding, then spread his arms and lunged at Ling Mo.
"Bang!"
After a loud crash, the leader widened his eyes in unwillingness, slamming heavily into the car. A large amount of blood flowed down the car…
"Is this enough?" Yu Wenxuan walked over and asked.
"That's right," Ling Mo hopped down, landing right on the half of the communicator, "I hope the message he sent out has been transmitted."
