Arnold Glenn's brow, which had been knitted into a knot, suddenly relaxed, and he hurried to reach out to stop the Jeep.
The Jeep came to a halt, and Arnold Glenn quickly pulled out a cigarette, about to knock on the door, when he noticed the license plate splashed with mud in front.
That license plate made his body tremble, as it was a car with a Military Plate.
So, the person inside?
Arnold Glenn had originally thought that he would randomly stop a car on the road but hadn't expected the car he stopped to be so extraordinary.
In this day and age, anyone driving such a luxury military vehicle must not be an ordinary person.
He felt a surge of excitement; perhaps this was his chance.
Dylan Young sat in the car, his eyes fixed on Arnold Glenn, clearly observing the change in his facial expression.
