Lu Chengwen yanked open the car door, shoved Huo Wenting inside, and shouted, "Big Brother, drive!"
Long Aotian rushed into the driver's seat, climbed in, and started the car.
Zhao Ritian grabbed the side of the car and stood on the running board outside, shouting, "Go! Move out!"
The car sped away, with the Fulu Shou team's vehicle close behind.
Huo Wenting had gone deathly pale from fright. Lu Chengwen steadied her, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
It was strange. There had only been one Hidden Weapon.
Nothing else followed.
Lu Chengwen was extremely tense. He firmly pressed Huo Wenting down across his lap while vigilantly watching both sides.
Huo Wenting refused to cooperate, struggling and shouting, "Let me go! Let me go!"
Lu Chengwen said, "Stay still! Don't you know someone's trying to assassinate you?"
Huo Wenting snapped, "The car is bulletproof!"
"Oh."
Lu Chengwen let go. Huo Wenting found it difficult even to straighten her back afterward. His grip had been far too strong.
After helping Huo Wenting sit up, Lu Chengwen was still nervous. But the car continued speeding along without encountering anything unusual.
A false alarm.
Once they reached the Huo Group villa and the car passed through the gates, they were safe.
Huo Wenting's waist hurt terribly. Why was Lu Chengwen's grip so strong? That idiot was way too reckless!
The moment she got out, she discovered that the heel of her high-heeled shoe had snapped. Lu Chengwen had shoved her into the car with far too much force.
Her knee was bruised, and there was even a tear in her clothes.
Huo Wenting glowered at him. "Is that hand of yours even a hand? It's like an iron clamp!"
Lu Chengwen flashed a toothy grin. "I was nervous. But I really was incredibly