Los Angeles is vast, but also sprawling, making it not so difficult to find a secluded place.
When Gao Guang pulled over, he and John couldn't help but share a knowing smile.
"Hehehe..."
"Heh, dare to get on my car."
The young black man in the back seat was very young, and he had moved from being alert to panicking because, once he realized his chosen targets were not sheep but wolves in sheep's clothing, he finally understood where the problem lay.
Gao Guang raised his gun and said softly, "Get out of the car, get out slowly."
"I haven't hurt you guys, and I didn't intend to, please let me go, you can have these bags, all of them! These bags are worth a lot!"
The young black man started to beg for mercy, lifting a bag and pointing at the logo, "These bags are genuinely valuable."
