"These handcuffs aren't very comfortable."
Yang Luo glanced at the guns in their hands and said, "Don't point this at me. It's useless to me."
After a pause, Yang Luo continued, "If you don't believe me, you can try shooting.
But I can guarantee that I'll be able to kill you both the moment you open fire.
Also, since I've agreed to go with you, I won't escape."
However, Wu Zhenhua and the soldier still did not put down their guns. Instead, they stared intently at Yang Luo.
Yang Luo smiled disdainfully and leaned against the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.
He also knew that after he was captured, He Yinghao and Luo Zhongyue would definitely think of a way to save him.
However, he had to prepare for the worst.
If He Yinghao, Luo Zhongyue, and the others could not save him, he would break out of the encirclement and destroy the Cao family in the capital. Then, he would bring Su Qingmei and the others away from China.