Chapitre 608: Ancient Benefactors

The luxury car was more valuable than she was. If she spilled blood on it, it would be considered a crime. On the other side, the law would not punish them for attacking the crowd.

"Go!" the driver ordered, taking advantage of her hesitation.

After a sharp turn, the car left the troublemakers behind it. Those lucky dogs were confronted by the girl on their way to their cars.

She poured blood on the other cars, ignoring the siren of the patrol wagon. She was happy she had not spilled blood on the Rolls Royce. As a native, she had noticed the plate number at the back of the car right away. She sneered at those who were ignorant.

It was lucky that she hadn't done any damage to the car, or she might not have lived to see the sun rise the next day. She shot a look in its direction as the police got her under control. Bon voyage, ancestors!

The escapees adjusted their clothes in the car and then looked at their benefactor.