You Mingxu was thrown back into the car she was in before. However, this time, Xing Yanjun was not there, and she didn't know which car he was confined in. She, Xu Mengshan, and Jing Ping had all been separated.
Jing Ping fell into the hands of the Yunnan people.
You Mingxu tried not to think about the fact that his life was draining away every second from the bullet wound he had sustained. Now, he was in the hands of a drug dealer who hated him excessively. The image of his usually pale and refreshing look with a slight smile haunted her. It was as if a blunt blade was constantly grinding at her heart.
The fate of Xu Mengshan and the others was also uncertain, the drug dealer would certainly not spare their lives.
You Mingxu closed her eyes to regain her composure.
