"This is medical skill!"
William Cole replied, then turned to Minnie Wright, "Minnie, don't get out of the car."
"Okay, I know."
Minnie quietly took a pistol out of her handbag for self-defense.
For the past six months, she had never dared to let her guard down, always carrying a weapon for self-defense, never leaving it even for a day.
When William saw Minnie pulling out a gun for protection, his face instantly darkened, not because he was blaming her for carrying a gun, but because it was only then that he realized how difficult her life had become in the past six months.
A woman with a child, needing to carry a gun for protection all the time!!!
In William's heart, a surge of invisible rage arose.
He grabbed the driver's throat, pulling him out of the driver's seat, "Tell me, who sent you to bring us here?"
The driver wanted to continue being stubborn, looking at William with a sneer, "Do you think I would tell you?"