Xiao Qiao didn't think too much at the moment, she always acted on impulse. As for any issues that might arise, those were concerns for after the fact. Wesley's reminder made her realize there might indeed be problems.
Wesley had already taken the photos.
"Let the professionals handle these things," Wesley said casually. "Quickly upload the photos to the internet and make sure they spread across Brazil's most popular tire and social networks."
He quickly started the car and drove away with Xiao Qiao.
The two had just returned within three kilometers of the town when they heard police sirens approaching from afar. Xiao Qiao and Wesley calmly continued on their path and soon reached the town, where they switched to another vehicle.
"A motorcycle?"
"Is there a problem?"
"Why switch vehicles?"
"Get on!" Wesley said in a deep voice. Xiao Qiao frowned as she disliked being ordered around, but Wesley was an exception. His commands never bothered her.
