Mo Xiaoling clenched her fists. She was terrified, worried about Wan Jisheng, and afraid that Leopard would catch on and try something.
"Blackie," Mo Xiaoling called.
A chill rose behind her.
Mo Xiaoling let out a breath and called Wan Jisheng again. His phone was still switched off.
After waiting for a long time, Mo Xiaoling saw Leopard return.
"I couldn't find him here. I got a phone and called around to ask," Leopard said unhurriedly.
"Name your price. I'll pay whatever you want." Mo Xiaoling turned toward the direction of Leopard's voice.
Leopard hadn't gotten into the car at all.
But Mo Xiaoling's heart stirred, and Blackie moved outside the car too.
Leopard chuckled. "You're pretty quick on the uptake."
I heard Blackie shriek.
Leopard sneered. "You think I'd follow someone like you all over the place without taking precautions? You'd better do as you're told, or else..."
Mo Xiaoling flew into a rage.
Blackie shrieked again, this time sharing Mo Xiaoling's fury.
Leopard cried out in panic, his voice changing pitch as he let out a scream of pain.
Mo Xiaoling reached out, and a taut arm soon appeared in her hand. She gripped it, and a scene of death appeared in her mind.
Leopard panted heavily.
Clearly, whatever he'd prepared hadn't been enough to kill Blackie, or even hold her back.
"I can kill you easily now. If I die, you die too. You know what you need to do, right?" Mo Xiaoling asked.
Leopard cursed, then screamed again.
It seemed people had gathered to watch. Leopard swore at them until they all left.
He got into the car and started it with a jerk.
"We're all going to die anyway. Why should I listen to you?" Leopard snapped.
"If we go, we might not die. I