Hand over the money and the person

Carl squinted his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror. He did see a van in the forest chasing after him from afar.

Old Zhang, who had been shot in the calf, groaned in pain.

Hearing Old Wang say that Feng Sheng had caught up to him again, Old Zhang quickly turned around to look.

When he saw the van that they had abandoned being on the road again, Old Zhang instantly felt that the gunshot wound on his leg hurt even more.

Old Zhang suddenly slapped the driver's seat.""Hurry up! Drive faster! He's about to catch up!"

Old Zhang had been shot, after all. He was worried that if Feng Sheng caught up to him, he would lose his life. Hence, he could not help but be nervous.

However, Carl, who was urged by him, was obviously very dissatisfied with Old Zhang's action of patting his seat.

Old Zhang was speaking Chinese. Although Carl did not understand, he knew that Old Zhang was urging him to drive faster. He turned around and roared angrily,

"Silence!"