Ouyang Kuang's furious voice also made the subordinates on the other end of the walkie-talkie tremble with fear, and they quickly responded, "We'll immediately send people to blockade the surrounding streets!"
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!!!"
Ouyang Kuang shouted into the walkie-talkie, unable to stop himself from cursing angrily.
But just cursing couldn't quell the fire in his heart. After all, they had finally managed to corner Ye Qiu, and were about to kill him to report back to the family head. Instead, Ye Qiu just escaped. It was like a duck flying out of his mouth; how could his anger not be greater?
"There's no need to be so anxious. Don't worry, Ye Qiu won't get away."
However, at this moment, another woman from the Ouyang Family saw Ouyang Kuang's frustrated appearance and chuckled softly, speaking to him.
"What do you mean by that?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Kuang paused, turned his head, and looked at this woman from the Ouyang Family.
