At this moment, Xin Kalan stepped out from the passenger seat of the car.
The thug clutched her neck with his left hand and pointed a gun at her head with his right hand.
Perhaps to prevent anyone from taking a shot, he hid himself entirely behind Xin Kalan, appearing very cautious.
Xin Kalan's face was pale, her body trembling uncontrollably, looking utterly pitiful.
Seeing this, Chen Bin felt as if his heart was being cut with a knife, but he didn't dare to make any move for fear of alarming the thug.
Then, a dozen or so people began negotiating with the thug.
Since they were speaking Japanese, Chen Bin couldn't understand a word.
However, he could clearly sense that these people were plainclothes police officers.
As time slowly passed, a sudden siren blared from a distance.
After five or six police cars stopped, more than twenty people got out.
All of them were holding pistols, surrounding Xin Kalan and the robber from a distance.
