"Jiang Feng, who are these people?"
Seeing that group of uninvited guests rush towards her car, Baili Xiyue asked somewhat nervously.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Jiang Feng was not the least bit flustered. Now in the Provincial City, his enemies were few, and these people had obviously followed from the city's direction. With a little thought, he knew who sent them.
"People in the car, get out!"
The group of big men surrounded the Koenigsegg, and the leader with a bushy beard barked.
As for the sniper with the large rifle, he stood beside the bushy-bearded man, glaring fiercely!
In this gang, he was known as the sharpshooter, unfailing in his aim, usually managing to smoothly take out his target.
But today, he missed, fired four wasted shots, lost face in front of his brothers!
"Jiang Feng—"
Upon seeing Jiang Feng really about to get out of the car, Baili Xiyue hurriedly reached out to grab him.
