The hands and feet of the young man driving the car were trembling. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and a pair of sinister eyes met his. The young man's hands trembled violently. "Hey… Hey, do you want money? We have money. Please show mercy. Don't… hurt anyone!"
Gongga Ningbu ignored him. He stared sinisterly at the young soldier who was still grabbing the door lock with both hands. He dared to hang onto the car. Gongga Ningbu grinned. His smile was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end. He opened his mouth, but no one understood what he said.
Xia Jinyuan understood. The criminal in the car had said to him, "Either you get dragged to death or I'll kill her."
He was referring to the hostage.
There were three hostages in the car. The other two had a chance to escape, but the one who was in his control had very little chance of escaping. And since she was a woman, her chance of escaping was almost zero.
