"The outskirts, we need to get a car then."
Meng Xianjun frowned, looking slightly displeased.
"We have a car."
Tang Ming replied.
When the group walked out of the dormitory, they saw over a dozen luxury cars, each priced above three million, parked at the door.
"Holy...?"
Shao Wuyou and his two companions were all dumbfounded; the lineup was too luxurious.
"Darling, I'm here to pick you up."
Su Xiaoxi stepped down from a hypercar, got into the front passenger seat: "Hop in."
"You guys get in the others' cars."
Tang Ming glanced at the stupefied Shao Wuyou and the others.
"Got it!"
Shao Wuyou and his two companions nodded repeatedly.
"Brother Ming."
Just then, Chen Cang ran over: "The people aren't with the Martial Arts group."
"I know, I already found... You're hurt?"
Tang Ming frowned, looking at Chen Cang questioningly.
"Just a scratch, have you found them?"
Chen Cang gritted his teeth and asked.
"There's a clue, we're going to rescue them now."
