At this moment, Lin Wanwan understood everything.
"Tang Chen, did water enter your brain or was it squeezed out by the door? We are on the run. Why are you carrying that bag of garbage around?!"
If not for this thing, the bike wouldn't have flipped just now.
Tang Chen grimaced and laughed. "After all, it's a gift from someone. It may be small, but the thoughtfulness is worth far more."
Go and die, slut! Lin Wanwan was in the mood to strangle him to death.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her, and turned her head back. From a distance, she saw that the group had parked their bikes at the border of the ditch.
It was apparent they didn't have the same determination and confidence to fight. They took out ropes from their bodies, tied one end to their waists, and slid down to the bottom of the ditch.