The car was driving steadily on the highway, but the compartment was silent.
Chen Feng glanced at the woman a bit, her looks were average, she appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, neither fat nor thin, about one meter seventy in height, her expression cold, with a hint of hostility in her eyes, and holding a gun added a few more points of ferocity to her appearance.
This is really outrageous!
Chen Feng was somewhat skeptical that his luck had failed this time.
If it failed, how would he make money in the future? How could he enjoy life?
Because of this, Chen Feng began to feel anxious and hesitant, and was not paying much attention to this armed female robber.
Later, under the armed threat of this female robber, the driver obediently drove the car, and about half an hour later, the car arrived in front of a suburban independent villa.
"Line up and get out one by one, Mr. Driver, you get out first."
