Leng Youchen sat in the car, playing the recording over and over again. The more he listened, the more agitated he felt. Hearing her so downcast and helpless, he really wanted to hold her and tell her that her man is strong and doesn't need her protection.
He put down the recorder and was about to start the car when he saw a few black sedans approaching in the rearview mirror, blocking his retreat. He pressed his lips tightly; the license plates were all covered.
The visitors had ill intentions!
"Bang, bang, bang," before he even had time to react, they immediately opened fire at him.
Bullets hit the bulletproof window, sparking numerous sparks, the rear windshield remained intact. Leng Youchen started the car while grabbing his phone to retaliate.
With a "bang," the car jerked violently backward. Leng Youchen heard the sound of a tire deflating, his eyes flashed with a sharp, bloodthirsty light. These people wanted his life!
