He staggered a bit, the man in black almost knocked his forehead on the steering wheel as he lurched forward.
Having no other choice, the man in black temporarily stopped the car, turned around, and smashed a fist into Mo Chen's face, "You're asking for death."
Anyway, the old man had given the order, as long as he kept one alive to bring back, that would do.
"Hiss."
Intense pain spread across his entire jaw, Mo Chen couldn't help but groan in agony, feeling as if his jawbone was about to shatter.
So painful.
The corner of his mouth split open, a noticeable bruise forming.
The man in black let go, throwing him onto the seat.
"Behave, or I'll beat you to death," he threatened ominously.
Before his words fell, the rear of the car was suddenly hit.
"Bang——"
The thunderous noise echoed in the garage, causing Mo Chen to cover his ears involuntarily.
The man in black staggered, lifted his eyes to see the person who had hit his car, his face dark as ink hidden behind a mask.
