Zhang Xiaoshan, holding Jiang Man, had just walked out of the courtyard when he bumped into a thin man coming from the opposite direction.
Both parties were startled for a moment.
Zhang Xiaoshan recognized at a glance that the man was the driver of the commercial vehicle he had seen earlier.
The driver, glancing at Zhang Xiaoshan with his face covered by a kerchief and catching a glimpse of his two fallen comrades in the courtyard, and then seeing Jiang Man held in Zhang Xiaoshan's arms, instantly realized something was wrong and twisted around to run away.
"Ouch."
No sooner had the man turned to run than Zhang Xiaoshan, quick as lightning, kicked him hard in the butt, sending him sprawling to the ground, face down.
"Don't move."
Zhang Xiaoshan quickly advanced and stepped on the driver's back.
"Big brother, please spare me, please spare me. I'm just a lackey, a nobody. It was all Jinya's and Mr. Zhang's idea. Go after them for this, please spare me…"
