Wang Bin's family of three was hiding at home, shivering.
Meanwhile, Yang Jian was taking a taxi to Wang Shanshan's home.
"Sir, can you drive faster? I'm in a hurry," He said anxiously.
"Don't you know the speed limit in the city? There are speed limit cameras everywhere. Speeding will result in a penalty," The taxi driver said, "I'm already going as fast as I can. If you want to go faster, you'll have to take a plane."
"The problem is that at your speed, I think I can overtake you even if I run," Yang Jian said.
The driver said, "I'm a seasoned driver who has been driving for 20 years, my driving skills are as steady as a mountain. Just be patient. Take a look, which car on the road is going faster than me?"
Yang Jian looked at the car speed and estimated that by the time he got to Wang Shanshan's house, he would probably only be able to collect their bodies.
To save them? It was simply impossible.
