Xiao Xingyu walked straight ahead without thinking. When he passed by the open park toilet in front of the door, he glanced out of the corner of his eye - the glass mirror on the sink reflected a man in a gray windbreaker following him about ten meters behind.

A chill ran through Xiao Xingyu's heart. He suddenly stopped and turned around. The man didn't react quickly and stood still, stunned for a moment. Xiao Xingyu immediately understood what was going on and strode quickly into the crowd, carrying the box.

Amid the rhythmic music, the auntie dancing the Xinjiang dance twirled her pigtails like shower flowers, and several uncles walked coquettishly like butterflies.

Xiao Xingyu's face showed no abnormality. He quickened his pace and entered the path covered by green trees. He had been to this park several times and was familiar with the path. He quickly took the shortcut and walked onto the main road. In less than half a minute, he was out of the park gate.

Feeling someone still chasing him, he quickly walked across the street to the nearest bus stop. The pedestrian light turned green, and Xiao Xingyu took a step forward. He felt a gust of wind beside him, and a white car rushed towards him like a bullet.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a black van rammed into the white car from the side like a tiger descending from a mountain, pushing the white car directly into the middle of the road...

Instantly, all the pedestrians and vehicles on the road stopped, stunned and amazed by the sudden and unexpected car accident. From the window of the black van, Tattoo stared murderously at the half-collapsed white sedan. The driver, mouthful of blood, frowned as he stared at Xiao Xingyu, who stood safely on the side of the road.

"Brother Yu! Get in the car!" A black Audi stopped in front of Xiao Xingyu.

Without a word, Xiao Xingyu opened the car door and jumped in. Xiao Wa immediately started the car. Xiao Xingyu lowered the window and waved to the trapped white car driver with an expressionless face, like watching a dog.