Inside the overturned sports car, Li Huowang was still trapped and unable to move.
Watching people approaching from a distance, Li Huowang grew desperate. I have to get out now. I'm a sitting duck.
"Break!"
After hammering the glass several times, Li Huowang, his skull partially exposed, slammed his head against the window again. His entire blood-soaked head, wrapped in shattered glass, squeezed through the opening as he glared menacingly at the two men holding tools.
The two were instantly terrified by the sight of Li Huowang. They shivered and quickly backed away.
"Damn it, it's a sports car! Run! We couldn't afford to pay for that even if we hauled cargo our entire lives!"
"I told you not to take this road! Just to save a few bucks on tolls, you insisted on coming this way!"
"Stop babbling and get in the truck! There are no cameras here! They can't find us!"
