Although Lin Tian couldn't be certain that the beautiful female boss was Bu Mengting, robbers always favored jewelry, and there weren't many female bosses, so the person robbed was most likely Bu Mengting.
Lin Tian was extremely anxious, the cold sweat on his back had drenched his entire body.
"Little wife, little wife, you must be okay, you must be fine…!"
While he mentally sent his wishes, he ran frantically forward. The pedestrian path was very narrow; he simply grabbed a sturdy-looking man in front of him and yanked him aside, rushing forward like the wind.
The robust man who was pulled aside had just thought to curse Lin Tian for his lack of morals, yet seeing Lin Tian run like the wind and noticing the sweat on his body, he didn't speak out. He couldn't believe that a man could run at such a speed.
Faster than Bolt, he must be really desperate!
"Move, move…!"
