"Leng Xuan, are you going to take the risk alone?" Xiao Yun was startled and said, "This won't do. Sister Li just mentioned that the bad guy has a gun... Why don't we just call the police instead?"
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine," Leng Xuan said with a faint touch of emotion in his heart, as he gave Xiao Yun a confident look.
Xiao Yun wanted to say something else, but Leng Xuan had already taken the lead and left the house. When they got downstairs, someone happened to ride up on a motorcycle. Zhou Jingpeng quickly walked over, clearly recognizing the person. After a brief exchange, he borrowed the motorcycle and then turned to Leng Xuan, saying, "I haven't ridden one of these things in years, why don't you take it?"
