Lin Feng felt a bit guilty at this time. He truly didn't expect that just a slight oversight would allow those people to take advantage and capture Tang Rou.
"It's absolutely unforgivable!" Lin Feng sat in the back seat of Zhou Yang's car, listening to Xiang Wang report the location of the car ahead, while gently stroking a large cello case next to him, his expression extremely grim.
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In front of Zhou Yang's car, the car carrying Tang Rou was speeding at nearly 140 kilometers per hour, the driver's expression was a mix of excitement and nervousness.
A man with a beard sitting in the passenger seat glanced at that driver, then calmly said, "Mr. Five, don't be nervous, no one's following us!"
The driver glanced nervously at the rearview mirror, then nodded, smiling bitterly at the bearded man in the passenger seat, "Sorry, Boss, I got a bit too excited... After all, this girl is the White Wolf King's woman!"
