The white man stabbed Xiren's wrist with a toothbrush, and the severe pain made Xiren fall to the ground and wail in pain.

"White guy! What are you doing?!"

But the white man ignored him and walked out.

He turned around and said hoarsely:

"I came out just to get revenge on the upper class. I can't escape. Now, just lie here and wait for the police to find you. Then you can say that I beat you up and brought you here."

"Also, you can push that corpse onto my head, understand?"

"You'll be fine."

After saying that, Bai Lao continued to walk forward, smashed the window of a car on the side of the road with one punch, got into the car and drove away.

The car drove away into the distance,

Bai Mu and Mao You were also in a taxi heading towards Bai Qi Heavy Industry. Suddenly Mao You said:

"Shiraki! Nekomata seemed to have seen Shiraki just now, meow!"

Shiraki touched Nekomata's head and said, "It must be an illusion. After all, Shiraki was still in prison just now."

"Okay, don't think about him anymore. We can come visit him again when we have time."

Nekomata nodded, "Oh, okay."

But she clearly saw that there was a guy driving a car who looked exactly like Bai Lao.

A cat’s eyesight is seven times better than a cat’s, so how could it be wrong, meow?

But Bai Lao was so gentle just now, it's impossible for him to escape from prison, right?

Bai Lao drove the car silently and said, "Navigation."

"Where are you going?"

"Seventh Ring, Winchester Mansion."

"The Bad Map is planning a route for you. Please head north. Recommended for you: All the way north. Do you want to play it?"

"Play."

Music started playing in the car.

"I head north, leaving behind the season you were with. Around the steering wheel, my regrets swirl! I speed up to overtake, but I can't shake off the sadness that follows closely. I count the shameful times I've hurt you..."

Bai Lao recalled the past and the truly enthusiastic partners he had missed.

My vision gradually blurred.

All the sorrows started from a guy from the upper class.

His words have brought me to ruin.

"To remain unknown or to become famous?"

I couldn't resist the temptation, and when I came to my senses, I realized that I was just a stray dog.

A wild dog that was being fooled around.

Even the demons who eat people without leaving any bones behind have fangs, even wild dogs.

Wild dogs are coming.