C73 Escape

Under the dim light of the street lamp, Fu Nanxi could barely see the face of the person inside the car. The man in the driver seat looked as old as the big car, and the black scar on his face was faintly discernible.

Because of the scar on his face, the man was named Scar. Earlier on, he had helped drug dealers transport some daily necessities into the mountains for the drug refiners. Later on