Yang Yi and Anton didn't even have the strength to grunt, so how could they answer any questions?
Seeing the two in such pain that they were gasping for breath and only rolling their eyes, Jethro made a decisive move and urgently said, "Get them in the car, and let's leave this place first."
"Don't, don't touch me..."
The faint voice that Yang Yi let out was ignored, or even if someone heard it, they didn't care, because staying there was too conspicuous and too dangerous.
Yang Yi and Anton were stuffed into the car, and then they curled up in the back seat, daring not to move at all.
Every slight bump of the car made Yang Yi wish he could just die on the spot.
After driving far away, Jethro turned around from the passenger seat and looked back at the two, who were neither sitting nor lying down comfortably, and said urgently, "What the hell happened? What's going on?"
