"Big brother, she's trying to run!" One of the men in the van yelled as he saw Rong Yan stand up.
The burly man was already irritated, his ears buzzing from the noise. He wiped the blood off his face impatiently and snapped, "Shut up! She's running? Can't you idiots catch her?!"
The guys in the backseat looked at each other awkwardly. The one who had joked about watching matchmaking shows earlier stammered, "But... Big brother, didn't the boss tell us to kill her? He didn't say anything about catching her alive."
The man in front nearly exploded with rage. His face darkened as he growled, "She's not dead, is she?! Get off your asses and grab her! Drag her back into the van!"
"Okay."
The four men in the van, freshly scolded, obediently opened the doors, pulled on their hoods, and sprinted toward Rong Yan.
