"Maybe... it's not too late yet!" the tall security guard swallowed hard and said.
"Eh?" The slightly pudgy man's eyes suddenly brightened, he quickly looked at the tall security guard, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, I just sent him away not long ago, maybe he has just reached the roadside, and he might be waiting for a taxi!" the tall security guard explained.
"Damn, then what the hell are you still chatting here for? Hurry up and bring that ancestor back!" the slightly pudgy man exclaimed, jumping up from the ground and dashing outside like a flash.
His speed, if he were to participate in the Olympics, would surely win him a place.
Seeing this, the tall security guard hurriedly followed.
As they ran, they both prayed silently in their hearts: hoping Chen Feng hadn't left yet, hoping Chen Feng hadn't left yet...
Meanwhile, Chen Feng had reached the roadside, returning to the taxi he was at before.
