Three minutes later, the robber boss checked his watch and shouted at Zhou Yun, "Zhou Yun, another three minutes have passed, and the car's still not here. Are you waiting for me to kill someone before you send the car over!"
This time, the robber boss didn't fire randomly but aimed the gun at Bu Mengting instead.
Bu Mengting trembled in fear, staring at the pitch-black muzzle as tears streamed down her face.
"Husband," Bu Mengting cried out, her voice filled with helplessness.
Lin Tian also observed the slight movements of the robber boss's finger, ready to act at the slightest sign of trouble.
"Hold on, the car is coming right now," Zhou Yun said urgently, then turned to the police officers behind him and shouted, "Where's the car, where's the car...!"
Thirty seconds later, the robber boss's patience ran out. He bellowed, "It seems I'll have to kill someone before you're willing to call in the car."
