The assassin inside the car, "..."
What the hell, this is unbelievable!
Normally, wouldn't someone brake hard in a situation like this? How come this woman isn't playing by the rules?
Stepping on the gas pedal like that—does she want us to go down together?
The two cars collided, and Xia Weibao knew she hit someone, so she quickly got out of the car to check.
Just then, four or five vehicles simultaneously surrounded her, trapping her in the middle.
At the same time, about a dozen menacing-looking people stepped out of the cars one after another.
All dressed in black, wearing masks.
From the two cars she just hit, four people with bloody heads crawled out, looking quite miserable.
Seeing this setup, Xia Weibao knew she had run into assassins.
She counted the number of people—there were a total of twenty.
How generous!
Last time Yan Weiyang only sent five sandbags—I mean, five people, and this time Lu Changcheng sent twenty at once, really generous!
