"He, he asked you to let go!" Jiang Guangrong roared, suddenly turning around, his right hand holding a gun, gently shaking it. He let go of Jiang Guangguang's hand with his left. His left hand grabbed Jiang Guangguang by the collar. His whole face was twisted, his eyes filled with a fierce light.
Jiang Guangrong was taken aback, standing in the same place, raising his arms, motionless to signal.
Jiang Guangrong turned around to leave home, soon disappearing from Jiang Guangguang's sight.
The runaway Jiang Guangrong quickly came in front of a bank ATM, withdrew some money from his bank card, and hired a taxi.
When the taxi driver saw Jiang Guangrong sitting in the back seat, he asked amiably: "Hey handsome, where are you going?"
"Muzhou City!"
"Haha, be specific, handsome, where in Muzhou City?"
"Anywhere!"
"Anywhere? Uh... this..." The taxi driver awkwardly turned back to look at Jiang Guangrong, who had no expression.
