His words were casual, with a hint of laughter in his voice, apparently without any threat.
But they still conveyed the pressure of death.
He said he could do it.
Nie Yi jolted, following him out, "Yunshen, you…"
He didn't finish his sentence.
Fu Yunshen didn't take a car; instead, he pulled out a deep blue helmet, put it on, and started the motorcycle parked at the doorway.
It was a Suzuki GSX-R1000, capable of speeds up to 289 km/h, faster than the average car.
Especially since it was also equipped with floating dual discs, which meant strong braking capabilities.
Nie Yi didn't manage to say another word.
With a "Vroom" sound, the motorcycle was already speeding away.
In a few seconds, it was out of sight.
Nie Yi's brows furrowed as he pulled out his phone and made a call.
On the other end of the phone, the squad leader spoke with a serious tone, "Boss?"
Nie Yi's voice grew heavy, "Get a car ready, and head to the Di Wu Family immediately."
