Qian Rong shuddered in fear, his eyes fixed on a face as cold and cruel as King Yan's approaching the window. There was no way he was getting out! No way!
"Bang!" Zhong Xiao threw a punch and shattered the car window, then pulled Qian Rong out—there was no need for all that wasted chatter.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? Do you even realize what this is? You... this is illegal!" Qian Rong stuttered frantically at Zhong Xiao, feeling as helpless as a chick in front of this man, completely powerless.
"You know the law? Get lost! Go catch up with your cronies!" Zhong Xiao kicked Qian Rong hard on the backside.
Stumbling forward a few steps, Qian Rong steadied himself and then froze, feeling a chill throughout his body. Weren't these seven people who had just scattered in different directions fifteen minutes ago? The bomb had just exploded, and they had already been caught.
