Nie Qixing looked forward and saw a row of bright headlights shining directly at him. The high beams illuminated the entire road as bright as day.
The lights blinded him momentarily, and he had to cover his eyes with his hand to feel better.
Fortunately, he quickly adapted to the strong light and looked outside vaguely.
Their cars were all stopped, and the road had varying degrees of damage.
At the same time, a dozen people in smart clothes surrounded their cars. Nie Qixing noticed they were all holding weapons!
It was clear at a glance that they had been ambushed!
Nie Qixing gripped the leather chair in front of him tightly. His mind went blank momentarily, and his lips were slightly dry and cracked as he hoarsely asked, "Where is the seller?"
"It seems like there's something wrong with the seller…" The chauffeur stared at the sudden situation and did not notice his pale expression. Otherwise, he would probably be even more flustered.
