"Damn, he's trying to run, get out of the car, and chase him!"
Ning Fan, pedaling on a bicycle, and Wang Wu, who had snatched a taxi but was now stuck in traffic, were getting closer and closer.
He was facing two opponents alone, one a police officer with a special status and another whom he was quite wary of.
Wang Wu became anxious, looked at the still congested lanes ahead, gritted his teeth, kicked open the car door, and chose a narrow path to sprint out.
Baby Hai also noticed this, stood up in the back seat, and, screaming for Ning Fan to stop the car, followed in hot pursuit without hesitation.
Flustered by the kick to his back from Ning Fan, which had twisted his spine, Wang Wu had not yet recovered, so Baby Hai quickly caught up using her bursts of energy.
"Run, you were so good at running, keep running!"
Baby Hai stopped, panting heavily as she stared at Wang Wu across from her.
