"Don't kill me, I won't say anything." The driver who once ridiculed Tang Zheng was now crying, begging him desperately. He wasn't completely stupid; he knew Tang Zheng was the leader of the team.
"How do we dispose of the body after killing him?" Gao Wei also felt a headache. This guy had heard too many secrets. "And if a sudden gunshot sounds from the command vehicle, how can we explain that?"
"Gesang and his men's corpses are still here." Tang Zheng pointed to the pile of corpses stacked behind the command vehicle, and nodded at Dantai. There's someone willing to do the dirty work of murder, couldn't be more appropriate.
The driver screamed as he saw Tang Zheng's move in the rearview mirror. He wanted to fight back with desperation, only to feel the muzzle push his head backwards.
Dantai pulled the trigger, and with a 'pop', more than half of the unfortunate man's head flew off. Red and white fluids gushed out and splashed all over the windshield of the driver's seat.
