On the overpass, the Maybach suddenly turned its head around.
"Master? That's not the way to our house!"
Li Xiaoman looked at Bai Yan somewhat confusedly.
"Click."
Bai Yan lit a cigarette, took a slow puff, and with a smile, he said amidst the swirling smoke, "We have a few flies following us. I'll deal with them."
"Okay."
Li Xiaoman was taken aback, then softly agreed.
In her heart, as long as it was Bai Yan's decision, she would unconditionally support it without asking too many questions. Li Xiaoman's heart trusted Bai Yan unconditionally.
The Maybach left the overpass, exiting the flow of traffic, and took a shortcut towards the suburbs.
The three black Volkswagens also followed the Maybach from the overpass, blatantly trailing behind.
"Tsk, you guys are really bold."
Bai Yan smiled with a curl of his lips.
As the road became more remote, Li Xiaoman also noticed the three tailing cars behind the Maybach.
