Ye Cong was still typing when the car was suddenly forced to stop.
After the car stopped, the car door was pulled open from the outside. There were two burly men on the side. After opening the car door, they wanted to stretch out their hands to pull someone. However, they did not expect that the person sitting in the car was a man.
Ye Cong slowly sent the last message. Then, he put his phone in his pocket and slightly raised his head.
"Damn it, I followed the wrong person,"the man with a fierce face cursed and was about to slam the car door and leave.
However, when he slammed the car door, Ye Cong suddenly reached out his hand and pushed the car door open again, hitting the people outside.
"Are you F * cking courting death?"The man struggled to stand up and cursed angrily.
Ye Cong stepped out of the car with his long legs and landed on the ground. He got out of the car and tidied up his sleeves.
