As the car made a sharp turn, the two wounded kidnappers fell backward. One of them had a serious arm injury and lost the grip on his gun. It fell by his side.
The police sirens gradually became louder. The other kidnapper also fell to the side from the force of the turn and landed against the car seat. Although he had yet to process what had occurred fully, he rapidly brought his gun back up and pressed it against Mo Jingshen's head. His expression was fierce as he cursed: "Fuck, this car sure is something! If you wish to keep your life, shake that police car off right now! Otherwise, this old man will kill you immediately!"
Seeing the other gun on the ground, Ji Nuan's hands slowly moved against the car seat. She removed her heels and ignored the warning glance Mo Jingshen sent her. She abruptly moved up toward the kidnapper who was armed, slamming one heel against his shoulder and another against his face.
