The collision between two luxury cars was rather brutal, and the scene had already been blocked off.
"The perpetrator has abandoned the car and fled, we're looking for him now, he won't get far." Xiao Heng saw Feng Huaijin approaching and hurried to say.
Feng Huaijin's brows furrowed tightly, his heart racing, he barked sharply, "What about the woman inside? Has she been taken to the hospital?"
Xiao Heng jumped in fright, muttering, "From the surveillance, there was only a man in the perpetrator's car."
Only a man?
Feng Huaijin roughly grabbed the video to check, seeing that it was indeed a man in the car, and that man wasn't Tong Feibai either.
In an instant, the tension and worry in his chest receded like a tide.
Xiao Heng looked at Feng Huaijin's back, swallowed, and said, "Brother Qi, you... you're sweating a lot."
"Get lost!"
Feng Huaijin cursed irritably, then barked again, "Give me Su Li's phone number."
