"Hey! Mr. Fan, the prey has already fallen into the trap. Whenever I wish, I can send her soul straight to heaven! Haha!"
The fugitive Ah Hu, with a malevolent smirk on his face, dialed Fan Huaiyu's number and reported in.
"Good! Very good, Ah Hu, I'll leave it in your hands. Where is that woman now? What do you plan to do? Remember! You must do it cleanly and decisively; if you don't act, fine, but once you do, you absolutely can't leave any survivors," Fan Huaiyu instructed.
"Rest assured! I, Ah Hu, have never failed once I've taken a job. That woman's car has already reached Min River Road. Just wait for tomorrow morning's Zhi'an Morning News to report about Mayor Chen Lu Ping's unfortunate car accident and drowning death! Haha!"
With a glint of ferocity in his eyes, Ah Hu hung up the phone and stared at the black sedan driving on the riverbank road ahead, shouting to the truck driver beside him, "Ah Ding! Where have Yue Hui and the others gotten to?"
