He couldn't help but think back to the stranger he had met in the hotel the day before yesterday; it turned out his warning was no joke.
Damn!
He hadn't taken it seriously at all!
It was too late for Qiao Chengxun to regret as he grabbed the chip, intending to throw it out of the car window.
Wen Meimei stopped him, "Don't throw it just yet; we don't know who those people are outside. If they are after our lives, this chip might just save us."
Instead, Qiao Chengxun felt that the chip was a potential crisis, but her reasoning wasn't without merit.
If those people were after the chip so recklessly, then the chip might indeed save their lives.
After giving it some thought, Qiao Chengxun pocketed the chip. "Meimei, are you scared?"
"Mhm." Wen Meimei nodded honestly; she was terrified.
If she died here, what would Qiao, the King of Hell, do?
If Qiao, the King of Hell, died here, what would she do?
