Lou Cheng didn't waste any time and asked decisively, "Do any of you have a car?"
There were quite a number of them. If they were to all squeeze onto a jeep, it might be a little troublesome.
"Nope…" Ma Chaoyang wiped his eyes and shook his head.
He was a typical backpacker and preferred to hitch a ride.
"The car we rented is still at the hotel. It's chaotic at that place… Really chaotic….." Zhou Yingxin explained warily.
Before he could finish his sentence, the lady, Zhou Xuanying, pointed to a place far away and exclaimed excitedly, "There's a car there that we can use. The key is on the floor! On the floor!"
She was talking about the maroon red car. Its owner had been killed by the rebels previously.
Lou Cheng looked over and saw the corpse and the car door that was opened. Instantly, he understood what had happened. Without a further word, he turned and asked, "Who knows how to drive a car?"