Baili Xia looked up to see a fierce-looking man standing in front of the car.
At that moment, he was glaring at her with a terrifying gaze as if he would love nothing more than to tear her apart.
Clearly, the loud sound just now was caused by him throwing a wooden stick at the windshield.
Thankfully, the glass was sturdy enough; she even wondered if it might be bulletproof.
If it were an ordinary car, the stick might already have pierced through the glass and hit her by now.
How could someone stare at her with such a horrifying look?
She clearly didn't know them, so why were they after Brother?
Had Brother offended them in some way? What on earth had happened?
Suddenly, with a click, the car was locked from the outside.
Probably because she was already startled, even the small sound of the lock engaging was enough to frighten Baili Xia.
Before she could recover from her shock, the man who had thrown the wooden stick at the car, fell down with a scream.
