Scarface suddenly froze, then quickly shook his head and looked at Tang Xintian.
I immediately turned to look, and Xintian's face had gone ashen, too.
"Crap! Juanjuan's still upstairs sleeping!"
Damn it!
I spun around and shouted, "Everyone else, get on the plane now!"
Then I took off running. Scarface hesitated for a moment, but didn't board the plane. Instead, he turned and followed me.
"What the hell are you following me for? You're not as fast as I am!"
"I'm worried..."
Scarface's response was as terse as ever. He tossed his luggage aside and ran after me.
As I ran, I glanced back. My gaze also fell on the plane, and for some reason, in that
instant, I suddenly noticed Xu Wei, and
the strange smile on his face.
The next second... I thought I saw something in his hand, a little vial like one used for an injection,
but whatever was inside it was bright
red.
Could it be...? No way!
Xu Wei!?
Did he do this?
What was he planning?
My thoughts raced, but there was no time to figure it out. I kept sprinting forward, with Scarface right behind me.
With Scarface following, we raced along the route we'd taken before. I wasn't familiar with this area, and didn't want to get lost, so I had no choice but to stick to the same route. Normally, taking some side streets would have been faster.
The sense of dread in my chest grew stronger and stronger as I charged ahead, leaving Scarface farther and farther behind.
"Scarface, find a car! Hurry!"
We hadn't brought the Wrangler out. We hadn't planned on driving, so all the cars had been left where they were.
That building was just up ahead. Wait... who was that figure by the entrance?
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