"These people dare to make a move on them in broad daylight; they must be underworld bounty hunters!"
Chen Feng didn't know what was happening behind him; he just drove the car towards less populated areas to avoid causing more collateral damage. He knew that these money-driven fellows had no compassion; life and death to them were just a stack of banknotes in their hands.
Tang Ning's head was resting on Chen Feng's thigh, and with the continuous jolting of the car, Tang Ning's head occasionally touched little Feng, giving Chen Feng an indescribable sensation. He felt the hormones in his body secrete especially fast at this moment, almost trembling with a sense of immediacy.
"Could it be that war and roses really give men a greater sense of conquest?" Chen Feng still had the mind to think about this.
