The gunfire echoed in the wilderness, much louder than Gao Ming had anticipated, causing some pain in his ears.
Looking at the driver's head with a gaping hole in the back, his entire face blown away, Gao Ming's eyes showed no guilt. If it weren't for the Blood City tattoo imprinted on him, he would have been unconscious alongside Wu Wei by now.
"Don't be careless, beware of capsizing in the gutter."
After removing the taxi driver's clothes, Gao Ming was worried about how to handle the corpse. Unexpectedly, upon opening the trunk, he found it filled with various tools for handling corpses, including gloves, body-dissolving agents, blood-dissolving agents, deodorants, masks, and body bags—everything one could imagine.
"Is this a professional killer moonlighting as a cabbie?"
After spending half an hour cleaning the car, Gao Ming disposed of the driver's corpse by tossing it into the river bend.
Having checked the route, Gao Ming drove with Wu Wei to the Second District.
