On the phone was a roar she knew all too well—a mere four words wrapped in earth-shattering fury.
At such a moment, hearing Leng Zimo's voice, Luo Xiaoqian's façade of strength instantly dissolved into endless grievance, and her tears came flooding out.
"Leng Zimo, save me!"
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...
Inside the car.
Having just driven out of World City, Leng Zimo, upon hearing the panicked and tearful voice of Luo Xiaoqian from his phone, felt his chest, full of anger, tighten abruptly.
"Where are you?"
The same four words, yet no longer a furious roar, they were now an urgent inquiry laced with concern.
"Zhengding, Hebei, I don't know where this is… They're chasing me… Ah…"
From the other end of the line, Luo Xiaoqian's voice was chaotic, accompanied by the loud sound of heavy rain.
Hearing her scream out, Leng Zimo's heart felt as if it had been stabbed hard by someone.
"Are you okay?"
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...
In the alley.
