After leaving the Victory Group, Lu Yu, led by Liu Yu, sat directly in the back seat of the police car. Beside him was a fully armed police officer, whose expression was solemn, gripping the riot gun tightly, appearing full of authority.
At this moment, if one were to observe the police officer, they would find cold sweat seeping from his forehead, with bulging veins on the hand holding the gun, extremely noticeable.
All of this was an expression of extreme tension.
Just now, although Lu Yu did not take any action in the Victory Group hall, he still brought immense psychological pressure to these police officers unwittingly.
So now, sitting beside Lu Yu, even though the space was very spacious, she was still incredibly nervous.
"Start, start!"
At this moment, Liu Yu, sitting in the front passenger seat, forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, saying to the driver beside her.
Her trembling voice instantly revealed the fear within her.
"Where, where to?"
