Gu Dai was knocked to the ground, and as she turned her head towards the black license plate of the car that had swiftly departed after hitting her, she staggered to her feet and walked towards the several people lying on the ground.
Her face frosty, Gu Dai coldly asked, "Who arranged for the car?"
The leader, trembling and stammering, looked at Gu Dai's chin and replied, "I... I don't know anything about the car... Ah!"
Gu Dai stepped on him and demanded again, "Who arranged for the car?"
With increasing pressure from Gu Dai's foot, the leader's face turned pale with pain. Clenching his jaw to prevent himself from howling in agony, his mouth filled with the taste of metal.
Fearing his bones would break and he would become disabled if he didn't speak, he hurriedly confessed, "I'll talk, I'll talk. I arranged for the first car, but I don't know who arranged the second one!"
