It's like a hunter shooting a beast, the injured beast is fleeing, but the hunter does not feel rushed, because the hunter knows that the injured beast cannot run far.
When the beast runs out of strength and falls to the ground, she can easily capture her prey.
Long Xingkui watched as the van sped away with a smile. She took out her phone from her pocket, pressed a button, and said to the person on the other end:
"The hunt has begun."
In the van, Sean Daniel was still seated in the electric chair, with his head touching the car roof above the passenger seat. He stared at the road ahead, sweat beading on his forehead.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Yan Nanxun, what's the situation? You couldn't stop Long Xingkui? Why didn't you toss Long Xingkui out like you did with Qinghuang?"
"She's acting strange!" Yan Nanxun forced a sentence from his throat.
Compared to Sean Daniel, Yan Nanxun's condition was worse.
