Tang Zhong knew immediately what these people intended to do with him. They surely wanted to take him to some deserted place to do something to him, but this suited Tang Zhong just fine.
At this time, the van was driving through a barren area, with mountains in the distance, grass, and mounds of yellow earth.
Looking at the place, Tang Zhong was quite satisfied. It indeed was an excellent spot for a slaughter, where anything could be done without the possibility of being discovered.
Cao Xingwang drove the car, "Ahead should be Flying Goose Mountain. Let's stop here."
"This is a good place, uncle. Make sure to finish off that bastard," Cao Fei said through gritted teeth, then glared fiercely at Tang Zhong.
"What are you guys up to? Bringing me here instead of the police station?" Tang Zhong pretended to be alarmed.
"Heh, going to the police station, don't you wish?" Cao Fei said coldly.
"So, what are you going to do to me?" Tang Zhong looked increasingly anxious.
