Inside the cab, the wind howled, its sharp whistling almost drowning out the roar of the engine.
Xiao Wujie couldn't help but cough violently. The howling wind and biting cold made him even more uncomfortable, but they also numbed his pain nerves, making him a little clearer-headed.
He forced himself to focus and observe the current situation.
Chu Yichen was driving a bodyguard's car, which was inferior in performance to the luxury cars he and Chu Feihong drove.
Although he was close behind, he was always a little distance away and could not overtake him, but Lu Zhufeng also found it difficult to shake him off.
Chu Yichen clearly noticed his strange behavior before daring to chase after him, but he was not so easy to deal with and could not be killed in a few quick moves.
Xiao Wujie couldn't help but feel resentful and gritted his teeth.
What a blunder!
But he immediately sighed and calmed himself down.
What's done is done, and letting emotions get in the way won't solve anything.
Everything is unpredictable, and human strength is limited. No matter what happens, the strong will not let themselves fall into the vortex of emotions and let their brains be dominated by impulses.
It can only be said that Chu Feihong was not destined to die.
He thought his arrival had disrupted many of the original plans, and with his and Lu Zhufeng's abilities, taking down Chu Feihong should be a sure thing.
But even he, being in the thick of it, could hardly control everything.
He had a premonition that he would have difficulty dealing with Chu Feihong and Chu Yichen in the short term.
Fate seems to be such a peculiar thing, seemingly ever-changing and elusive. Yet it often resembles a curse, circling around and eventually leading to that designated place.
Ultimately, he acted too hastily.
He glanced coldly behind him, then said in a chilling voice:
"To Washington, D.C."
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