During this period of time, his mind had been tense. He was finally about to leave and his mood was rarely relaxed.
He leaned his head on the back of the car and fantasized about the future. As if talking to himself, he said, "When we get back to New York, I'm going to go to the bar for a few drinks and a late-night party. I'm going to find a beautiful girl and have a passionate night together." He narrowed his eyes and teased, "That lucky girl must be called Bing."
Ji Yinbing glanced at him and replied expressionlessly, "Then the next day, the hospital's emergency room will accept a young pervert with his genitals cut off."
Craven shivered at the words.
He shifted in his seat and muttered softly, "Don't be so ruthless."
Ji Yinbing did not answer.
The car drove forward slowly. Perhaps it was because the flames of war were about to spread, but the atmosphere in the car was very silent.
