"Someone's tailing us!"
The mysterious man in the backseat was spinning a coin in his hand, which suddenly he grasped tightly, lifting his eyes to look at the talkative driver.
Startled by the remark, the driver's gaze quickly shot to the rearview mirror. Only a moment's stare was needed to notice a car lingering at a distance behind.
Swearing under his breath, the driver said, "Hold tight; I'm going to shake them off." With that, he hit the gas, while the man in the backseat frowned secretly—this Li Feng was indeed a tough nut to crack; he'd had a premonition about it.
After all, calculating from the shadows was his forte, so he was well acquainted with such premonitions. Initially, he had considered aborting the mission, but then he decided to proceed.
Firstly, he wanted to confirm whether his intuition was accurate. If it was, then this target would prove much trickier than the previous ones.
