Today's situation is different from last time. He doesn't even have a weapon. How is he supposed to fight against guns?
"Ha, do you know your groom is behind us? Biao, what do you say if I take out the groom today, will the Boss give me an extra million?"
Monkey chuckled softly. The first part was directed at An Ran, the latter part was meant for the people in front.
"You can try," Biao said, sharply turning the wheel as the car rapidly drifted around a sharp curve.
The inertia of the car pressed An Ran tightly against the window, where she clearly saw the situation outside.
On the mountainside road, the car was driving at high speed, and beside the road was a sheer cliff dropping thousands of meters.
"Screech—"
The car made a swift turn, the screeching sound of tires against the pavement was sharp and nerve-wracking.
An Ran turned her head with difficulty and lay across the back seat, clearly seeing the man at the driver's seat of the car behind.
"Mu Xingfeng—"
