After the driver confidently finished speaking, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and then furiously slammed on the gas pedal. The mercenaries in the car shook from side to side like dice! Despite feeling a lot of discontent, they could only cling onto life amidst the intense pain in their bodies...
"Brother Hassan, where should we head to!"
"Are you scared silly? Of course, head towards the border."
"Oh, oh, okay, okay!"
The driver seemed a bit dazed, with sweat from his anxiety almost soaking through his clothes... Mad Dog Hassan really didn't want to say anything more at this moment since his crotch was continuously bleeding... So he looked impatient, swaying back and forth with the movement of the vehicle.
"Brother Hassan, will we still make it back alive?"
"Yeah, Brother Hassan, I really don't want to die!"
