Tang Qing wanted to ask what kind of plan Chen Wei had in mind, but after some thought, she decided to swallow her words.
She knew that Chen Wei was concentrating, and speaking suddenly might distract him, with the only loss being her own.
The saying "Curiosity killed the cat" is not just a saying.
Tang Qing continued at the same speed, silently leaving everything in Chen Wei's hands.
Noticing the cold glint on Chen Wei's fingertips, she took a few more glances and realized that it was a silver needle.
Could it be!
Bang!
Just as Tang Qing was thinking, in the next second, Chen Wei threw the silver needle, hitting the motorcycle tire precisely as the motorcycle bandit slowed down, preparing to turn into the alley.
After the explosion, there was a long sound of friction, metal scraping against the ground, loud and grating to the ears.
Tang Qing seized the opportunity and parked the car just right at the mouth of the alley.
