Jin Yang was silent for a moment. "…yes."
He quickly sat behind Qiu Tong and hugged her slender waist awkwardly.
With such a slim waist, she really did not look like a woman who had three children.
Some strange thoughts barged into Jin Yang's mind, and he forced those ridiculous thoughts out. A loud roaring noise rang out followed by the screeching sound of brakes. They shot forward like arrows.
The terrorists who were following closely behind also caught up. Qiu Tong bent over slightly, her entire body like a falcon, but also like a cheetah prowling the city. The roar of the heavy motorcycle echoed through the streets, finally shaking off the terrorists.
"Done."
She parked the car on an empty street and took off her helmet. Her messy hair fell across her forehead. The wildness radiating off her body was captivating. "There shouldn't be anyone chasing after us."
"Thank you. You saved me again."
