C445 They Were Not Homicidal Maniacs

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Xiaoqi. "I'm about to have a heart attack, and you're talking about action movies!"

"Where's your phone? Why couldn't we reach you or the driver?" I asked again.

Xiaoqi pulled his phone out of his backpack. It was dead. The driver's phone had flown out the window because the car was going so fast