"Very well." Seeing those security personnel gradually move away from the Rolls-Royce, Ling Chen couldn't help but smirk and nodded, saying, "Mr. Jack, don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, I won't harm even a hair on you."
As he spoke, the car door of the Rolls-Royce's driver's seat was opened, and Zhu Qing sat inside from outside. The engine started, and Zhu Qing drove the Rolls-Royce slowly out of the villa.
On the road, Ling Chen glanced back and saw two Mercedes cars following behind. The other party, concerned for Jack's safety, kept a safe distance, not daring to get too close.
"Mr. Ling." At this time, Jack seemed to have calmed down from the panic and spoke, "We are all friends and partners. If there's any issue, perhaps we should talk things out clearly. What do you think?"
