"Fuck, I really didn't think those bastards would be so desperate to take me out!"
"But they didn't expect that I could survive, did they?"
Jiang Wanli's eyes flickered with a fierce light.
After hanging up the phone, he turned to Zhou Long, saw the latter's pale face, and sweat pouring down like rain, chuckled and said, "Look how scared you are, old man. I'm not dead, am I?"
"Speaking of which, I owe it to you for taking me out for a drive that I can pick up my life again."
"Otherwise, I'd be cold by now!"
He wasn't afraid of death.
Because once you're dead, you can't feel anything, whether it's pain or fear.
But now.
A strong sense of fear and relief rose in his heart.
Zhou Long, shockingly coming to his senses, asked tremblingly, "Big brother, do you believe some people can foresee the future?"
Jiang Wanli furrowed his brows, "What do you mean?"
