C135 If You Want to Live You Can Trade

"Lee Rong, are you alright?"

Yih Boqing knocked on the window with his gun and asked Lee Rong in a deep voice. Because of the collision and rolling, the glass had broken, but it was not big enough.

Through the window, he could see Lee Rong's injured head. There was a resoluteness in his eyes, and his hands kept moving the lock. He tried, but he couldn't open it