Xu Lin broke out in a cold sweat.
He nearly thought he was about to be killed outright by that car.
The heart in his chest was beating violently, as if predicting that everything that had just happened was not a dream.
Zhou Tao's icy gaze was deeply imprinted in Xu Lin's mind.
Why did he do that?
Meanwhile, the people in the car started arguing about what just happened, with the two women squished by the rear door continuously condemning the recent actions.
"Zhou Tao, have you lost your mind?"
"Yeah, Zhou, did you even think about the consequences of what you've done?"
"If it weren't for Officer Xu, we would have—"
The two women were still speaking, one after the other when Zhou Tao, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around and roared:
"Enough!"
"I call the shots in this car now!"
"If it wasn't for that Xu, would so many of us have died?"
While saying this, he grabbed one of the women by the neck and said viciously:
"Do you pity him?"
