"Damn! What do you mean I want to die, and you want to live? Am I that reckless? Go out? Is my brain freaking drowning!"
Wang Zhongyu's words made Wen Quanxin realize that the other person hadn't gone mad. In fact, not only was he sane, but he also found hope for survival, which made him extremely excited, speaking harshly and passionately.
In the front seat, Wang Zhongyu shook his head, feeling like he had become the villain. However, regardless, Wen Quanxin stopped his suicidal action after hearing the noise behind him. This also made Wang Zhongyu breathe a sigh of relief.
No time to chatter with the latter, he placed the hand-held radio back on the passenger seat, sat quietly, and pressed his ear against the right car window glass, patiently listening to the sounds outside.
