Half an hour later. Driver King’s car was intercepted by dozens of SUVs in the downtown area, wild and rough.
"Where’s Eva Nightingale?" The assistant with gold wire-framed glasses stepped forward and spoke directly.
Dozens of bodyguards surrounded the taxi, giving off an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Driver King trembled as he rolled down the car window: "What... What Eva Nightingale..."
"Where’s the woman you just picked up and drove away?"
Driver: "..." This is the privacy of a customer. But who was the man in front of him?
The driver trembled, stuck his head out to take a look, and saw an extremely handsome profile in the luxurious Mercedes next to him. He was the fearsome—King of the East.
The Dark Night Prince traversing Europe, ruthless and brutal.
Could it be that the girl ran off breathlessly because she offended him and is really on the run?
Even the toughest men shudder at King of the East, let alone a delicate young girl!
"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to say it or not?" The assistant directly pulled out a gun, holding it against the driver’s head, "Old King! Stop playing dumb in front of Master Xi, or I can send you to heaven right now."
"You better fucking tell me where that woman went!"
Even though this was the city center of City A, the busiest area with people coming and going, these people were utterly unafraid.
"I... I don’t, don’t don’t know..." The driver broke out in cold sweat.
The chilling feeling that the gun on his forehead could take his life at any moment was ever-present.
"I-I really don’t know..."
He couldn’t possibly say that the girl went to the airport.
King of the East would find out eventually, but investigating would take time. Hopefully, that girl had already escaped?
The driver’s words angered King of the East; he stubbed out his cigarette coldly: "Take him away and break his legs!"
He would cripple this guy so he wouldn’t be able to talk tough.
"Yes, Master Xi." A few bodyguards rudely dragged the driver away, and soon, screams echoed as the driver’s legs were brutally broken.
King of the East got out of the car, looked disdainfully, and took a video with his phone.
Eva Nightingale, if you keep running, I’ll do away with Charlotte Knight too!
The driver was beaten up, his legs broken, covered in blood, unable to withstand such torture, he quickly screamed and unwillingly revealed Eva Nightingale’s whereabouts. After all, he still had a family to feed.
King of the East, just like that, led his followers straight to White Cloud Airport.
On the way, he had already notified his subordinates to check the surveillance, investigate, and knew clearly that she was hiding in the garden behind the airport.
...
Shortly after, dozens of black luxury cars stopped directly on the road behind the airport.
Behind the airport was a large garden.
This garden was where some farmers grew flowers to sell, with red roses, and also pink scented herbs.
Eva Nightingale didn’t have an ID card, so she couldn’t take a plane. Unexpectedly, she discovered this place where flowers were grown and walked over.
The original intention was to ask the people inside about City A’s situation, planning on whether she could escape with the help of the flower-growing aunt.
At first, she thought of calling the police, but felt it was unwise...
Moreover, King of the East had already sent people waiting for her at the police station long ago, going there would be walking into the lion’s den.
"Girl, there are lots of cars, lots of people coming over there..."
In the distance, the aunt spoke to Eva Nightingale in confusion.
"Girl, why are you running?"
"..." Eva Nightingale sprinted off, there was no time to explain to the aunt!
She never expected King of the East to catch up so quickly.
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Chapter 1378: 1377: Break His Leg!
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