An SUV was tearing along the rugged mountain road in a sorry panic.
Inside the car, a man in a suit was driving, Scarface Middle-aged Man sat in the passenger seat, and only two personal henchmen were in the back.
Scarface Middle-aged Man would never have imagined even in his dreams that in just one night he'd end up fleeing for his life; the man who'd always been so untouchable was now this pathetic.
Just thinking that all of this was Lin Fan's doing made Scarface Middle-aged Man furious; he cursed nonstop all the way.
"Boss!" the man in the suit suddenly called out, cutting off the spittle-flying tirade of Scarface Middle-aged Man.
Scarface Middle-aged Man was mid-curse: "What?"
The man in the suit said, "There's a car chasing us!"
Scarface Middle-aged Man glanced at the rearview mirror. Sure enough, far behind them a car was speeding toward them, and the distance between them was closing fast.
The pursuers were here!
