Ten minutes. He had been chasing after the prisoner for ten minutes, but no police came. Xia Jinyuan had a very bad feeling.
A Jeep with a luggage rack roared past him. Xia Jinyuan, who was running in front, noticed that the window of the Jeep suddenly rolled down and a man's arm reached out…
As if he had expected something, Xia Jinyuan reacted quickly and shouted, "Retract your hand!"
He shouted loudly. The four young men and women in the Jeep, including the driver, heard him. The young man who stretched out his arm continued to stretch his hand out and laughed wantonly. "Damn it, I just want to high-five him. How dare he ask me to retract my hand?"
"Damn it, you're sitting in the car while he's running on the road. Why do you still want to high-five him?" The young man driving laughed. The sunlight passed through the car window, and a few resplendent rays of light appeared beside his ears.
