"It's nothing, I just wanted your father to help me."
Mo Shengli still pressed the gun against Old Master Tan's forehead.
His expression was very calm, as though he was used to escaping.
"You are a wanted man, you don't have the ability to escape from the police."
Tan Shilin trembled as he watched his father being threatened by the gun, afraid that the gun would accidentally hurt him.
He persuaded Mo Shengli as patiently as possible.
"I don't care, you can do it. Get someone to arrange the escape route for me immediately, whether it's a private plane or by water, I'm leaving Rong City!"
Mo Shengli looked calm on the surface, but inside, he was anxious to leave.
He endured the humiliation and prepared for so many years, but in the end, he still failed.
As long as he escaped this place and returned in a few years, he would still be a good man.
