In the distance, a beam of high-beam shone brightly from the other side.
Lu Man narrowed her eyes, unable to open them.
Not long after, the car drifted and stopped in front of them.
The night was cold, and the wind and soil brought by the car rubbing against the ground was especially obvious under the glaring lights of the car.
The lights went out.
Three people got out of the car.
Mo Xiuyuan, Qin Ao, and Ye Heng.
Lu Man moved her body.
Lin Chuchen pressed a black pistol against her forehead.
Lu Man was shocked and didn’t dare to do anything else.
Mo Xiuyuan took two steps forward with Ye Heng and Qin Ao.
Lin Chuchen tightened his grip on the gun.
Mo Xiuyuan looked at Lu Manman. Her cheeks were pale and rosy from the cold wind. His face darkened. He turned to Lin Chuchen and said, “Let her go. Let’s talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about,”Lin Chuchen said straightforwardly. “I only have one mission.”
