Little Lang couldn't care less about Tiger Girl's anger; they've been sparring verbally for ages, and are accustomed to each other, yet deep down, they're deeply concerned for each other's safety. He sped over anxiously. With Tiger Girl's knife skills, she could hold her own for a few minutes. But rescuing her wouldn't be easy; a plan was necessary. What to do? Little Lang looked forward anxiously, his eyes filled with fury.
The car roared away, passing through gentle hills, quickly rushing onto the road to the town. Little Lang harshly turned the steering wheel to steady the car's direction, looking anxiously towards the town, where gunfire was intense. Tiger Girl could be in mortal danger at any moment. The dense gunfire sounding through the earpiece made Little Lang's heart pound, eyes burning with anger, almost ablaze.
