Chen Xiang cursed and then turned back to the driver's seat.
Jiang Ruan watched his back, tears streaming down her face.
This time, she was really doomed.
No one could save her now.
Bao Ye sobbing...
—
In the dead of night, a dozen black vehicles sped along the dirt road, kicking up layers of dust.
Inside the Maybach, Chen Nan held a computer, his eyes fixed on the red dot getting closer and closer on the map.
"Mr. Bao, only a thousand meters left."
"Five hundred meters."
"Three..."
Bao Ye coldly interrupted, "I have eyes."
Bao Ye's tone was undeniably impatient.
Yes, ever since he couldn't get through to Jiang Ruan's phone and discovered her location was moving farther from Beijing.
Bao Ye had begun to feel panicked and anxious.
Chen Nan wisely shut up.
Reaching the location, Chen Nan grabbed the earpiece and said, "Stop!"
At the drop of a word, the dozen or so cars quickly slowed to a halt.
The surroundings were barren mountains, not even a street lamp.
