Wang Yan and Su Yamo were chasing that sports car, but were blocked by dozens of thugs. In this brief delay, the car had already turned a corner, sped onto the road, and disappeared after a few engine roars.
Wang Yan wanted to fly after it, but with so many eyes watching, he didn't want to reveal the Power of Demon Patterns, so he stopped.
Su Yamo saw the car escape and realized she couldn't catch it, so she stomped her feet in anger, fuming with rage as she stared at the thugs surrounding her.
Thugs surrounded them, their numbers growing until there were over a hundred, trapping Wang Yan and Su Yamo like a pack of cats eyeing a mouse.
Seeing Su Yamo's fury, the thugs showed no fear; instead, their faces were filled with mocking smiles.
"Heh heh, the chick's actually mad."
"But she's pretty, isn't she? Wonder how her figure is?"
"That's easy, just drag her over and strip her down to see."
