The sedan merged into the traffic, and Xiao Shuai responded in his heart while driving:
"Chairman, there are some clothes in the car. I'll drive over to pick you up right away."
The wipers moved rhythmically on the windshield, sweeping away the blurry neon lights.
As the vehicle turned a corner, a black business van happened to be driving from the opposite lane.
Amidst the rain, the two vehicles passed each other, heading in different directions.
The passengers inside the cars were completely unaware of each other's presence.
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Inside that black business van, the atmosphere was completely different from the bustle outside.
Zhou Liang gripped the steering wheel, concentrating on driving.
Gao Jin sat in the passenger seat, his expression somewhat grave.
In the back seat, Ali, Ah Yang, and Xiao Jie wore tattered clothes marked with blood and scratches, yet their faces beamed with the thrill of surviving a disaster.
