He Feng appeared very excited, urging Mr. Bai to speed up while crazily stroking Little Black. He planned to set off tonight, not staying for a moment longer.
"Meow..." Little Black let out a miserable scream, and Li Changhe could rarely see the expression of sadness on a cat's face.
He sat back down on the sofa and let out a faint sigh. He was still a bit scared in his heart.
Well, at least the worst outcome was avoided.
Before they came up, Li Changhe had already been thinking about the worst-case scenario.
Li Changhe and the box were not good people, and this time they dealt with the traffickers in the same way. From an outsider's point of view, they were doing things entirely based on their own likes and dislikes.
In other words, as long as they were happy.
Lofty thoughts, noble morals, and a sense of justice like a hero were all really lacking.
If the worst did happen, He Feng would want to hang every one of those guys on a gun.
