Delphine had low blood sugar. After the violent collision, it took her several seconds to recover.
Dongzi locked the car doors, quickly sent out a signal, retrieved the gun inside the vehicle, and urgently said, "Miss Delphine, there's a location tracker in your phone. No matter what happens next, don't come out of the car, and don't lose your phone either. Once Brother Jing receives my signal, he'll come with reinforcements shortly."
As he spoke, seven or eight men with menacing looks had already emerged from three cars.
"Don't go. They have guns." Delphine's face instantly changed as she understood Dongzi's intentions.
The cheerful smile on Dongzi's usually jolly face had vanished. With skillful movements, he got out of the car and locked the doors tightly.
Gunshots and sounds of fighting soon rang out, followed by the crashing noise of iron rods smashing against the car windows.
