C217 Panic Spread

When the driver dialed the phone, the simple "Hmm?" that came through only heightened the anxiety among the already uneasy passengers.

"What's going on? What happened?"

A deep, resonant voice cut through the tension. Tang Yan turned to see a man with a floral tattoo sleeve. Despite the tough exterior, his face betrayed clear fear, and even his voice carried a tremor.

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