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​​Old Huang slapped the floor oil, the engine roared, and the car immediately sped away.

Success is also a motorcycle, failure is a motorcycle.

Xie resigned and gritted his teeth, tightened the accelerator and chased after him.

When the bald man took a look, he understood completely that the note behind was aimed at them!

He slapped the backrest of the driver's seat and shouted: "Old Huang! Get rid of him quickly! Our whereabouts have been exposed!"

Lao Huang stared at the road in front of him and turned a sharp corner:

“It’s the fastest!

This fucking bastard is really desperate!Why are you chasing after me so closely..."

When the bald man heard this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted:

"Stop!"

Old Huang: "What..."

"Sudden brakes! Hurry!"

The moment Xie Ci saw the taillights of the car in front of him light up, he had no time to think and had already moved the front of the car lightly with his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the motorcycle passed by the car, knocking the car's rearview mirror off with its handle.

Lao Huang braked too hard. In panic, he subconsciously turned the steering wheel.

The car immediately swerved, shook violently, and tipped into the farmland beside the road.

As soon as Xie Ci crossed the motorcycle, he saw the big businessman not far away rolling into the farmland beside him and disappearing.

Yes.

A huge commercial vehicle disappeared into thin air right in front of his eyes.

Xie Ci closed his eyes, took a deep breath, took out his cell phone and called the office:

"G112, thirty-two kilometers to the west, marks strange gas pollution."

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The ethereal Yinping voice echoed in all directions.

{Welcome to the primary treacherous realm of "Returning from the Lost Path".}

{The payment will begin soon, please wait.}

{The price is being collected. I wish you failure in survival and death as soon as possible.}

Jin Lanjue used all her strength not to show signs when the bald bastard tore off her earlobe.

A stream of heat flowed down the earlobe into the neck, itching and numbing.

The purpose of her trip has been achieved.

The ugly faces of Jin Jianguo’s family were completely exposed, and the whereabouts of the traffickers were also located. She kept pretending to be faint, just to take advantage of the opportunity to escape while changing cars.

“I didn’t expect that someone would catch up so quickly.

When she heard the bald men yelling in panic, she didn't even have time to take a sneak peek at who was chasing her, and the car rolled over.

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