Evacuate, we must evacuate immediately.
The Silver Teeth Organization brothers have followed Silver Fang for a long time.
Naturally, they understand his temperament.
If it wasn't for encountering an extremely urgent situation, he would definitely not have this attitude.
Silver Fang showing such anxiety is proof enough of one thing: lives are at stake right now.
"Withdraw, retreat..." The team leader of the 'Human Teeth' organization shouted, trying to immediately gather the remaining members.
Silver Fang was the first back to the van. He sat in the driver's seat, desperately gasping for air.
The members of the 'Human Teeth' organization got onto the car one after another, making a swift evacuation without daring to delay even a second.
Silver Fang gripped the steering wheel, his foot already poised on the gas pedal, just a fraction away from pressing down.
