After narrowly escaping death at the hands of Wang Hao's subordinates, Black headed straight for Jin Dafa's office.
Seeing Black return in such a sorry state, Jin Dafa's heart sank abruptly and he asked, "Black, who did this?"
With a grim expression and gasping for breath, Black replied, "Boss, it was Wang Hao!"
Upon hearing the name "Wang Hao," the muscles around Jin Dafa's mouth twitched spasmodically.
"Wang Hao, that detestable Wang Hao again!"
As Jin Dafa fumed with anger, a piercing siren sounded from downstairs.
Jin Dafa's tightly clenched fist suddenly relaxed, and he slumped into his chair like a deflated balloon.
It's over, everything's finished!
After a while, he rummaged through his drawer for the passport and cash he had prepared earlier and urgently said, "Black, we need to go!"
Taken aback, Black asked, "Boss, where are you planning to go?"
