Oh no! The leader's young wife is demanding a divorce every night!

Lu Yanzheng, like a raging leopard, recklessly chased after the red sedan.

Even with their shoes smoking from all the kicking, they kept chasing relentlessly.

He was tall and strong, with a straight frame. Years of fighting on the battlefield had forged his resolute and courageous body of steel, and his explosive power was even more ferocious than that of a raging lion.

The two scouts who tried to intercept him went through tremendous effort, almost risking their lives, but they still couldn't hold him off.

Finally, thud, thud! Two sounds!

They were all overturned into the stinking ditch by the roadside, one in front, one behind, one on the left, and one on the right.

The red car in front was going faster and faster, and the ferocious iron leopard was running more and more aggressively, almost using all its blood as fuel, running with its life on the line.

The two unfortunate fellows in the stinking puddle struggled to their feet, staring at the smoking figure ahead with faces full of despair.

One of them wiped the mud off his face and, panting, spoke:

"Brother Wang, what should we do? Lu Baozi has completely disappeared. Should we continue chasing him?"

The other team member, surnamed Wang, lay sprawled in the mud, scooping out two clumps of blackened silt from the corners of his mouth, shaking his head repeatedly, and gritting his teeth as he cursed in frustration.

"What are you chasing after?!"

"You think you can outrun that beast? Even if you catch it, do you think the two of us weaklings can defeat it?"

Finally, having no other choice, the two reconnaissance teammates had to return to report, covered in mud and looking disheveled.

They were powerless to change this disparity in physical strength, this futile confrontation.

Inside the secluded reconnaissance office building, Commander Ming Xiuyuan, dressed in plain black clothes, sat on a mahogany chair, head down, intently revising the reconnaissance and arrest plan.

Suddenly, two mud-covered men, covered in dirt and grime, stumbled in, panting heavily.

Their entire faces were covered in mud, making it impossible to tell who was who.

All I could see was a dark, round mouth, opening and closing as if it were speaking.

"Reporting, sir!"

"Commander Lu ran off with his wife and refused to continue the mission."

"We tried our best to stop him, but we couldn't outrun him or hold him back. We really did our best."

Military Region Commander Ming Xiuyuan, with a dark and imposing face, looked at his two subordinates who were covered in mud, disheveled, and soaked to the bone. His anger surged, and he slammed his hand heavily on the desk!

"presumptuous!"

"That's utterly ridiculous!"

"That Lu Baozi has absolutely no sense of the bigger picture!"

"We've meticulously planned and orchestrated this for so long, and we were just one step away from completing the mission. And this bastard, he just dumped his job!"

"Does he even have a brain?"

The commander's chest heaved violently with anger, and veins throbbed on his forehead. Suppressing his raging fury, he pressed on with a deep, stern voice.

"Where is that bastard now? Do you even know where he is?"

Investigator Wang Qin shook his dirty, muddy head and answered expressionlessly.

"have no idea!"

"We were both thrown into the ditch, we didn't see clearly!"

All I know is that he ran off after that red car.

"All the way, I kept shouting, 'Rere, wife, baby, my love... wait for me!'"

This string of mushy terms of address is so sickeningly sweet it makes your scalp tingle and gives you goosebumps.

I almost threw up the two leftover cornbreads that Commander Ming ate yesterday.

"Okay, okay—stop!"

"This is simply...outrageous!"

"This Lu Baozi, a supposedly tough soldier, is such a coward in front of his wife! What a spineless wimp!"

Ming Xiuyuan rubbed his throbbing temples and waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, you two go clean up and get ready, then return to your units and await orders!"

"I'll personally step in and first persuade his shrewish wife to change her mind, then we'll redeploy the subsequent tasks!"

On the Qin'an Highway.

The bright red Santana was driving at varying speeds, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The atmosphere inside the car was tense and oppressive, as if a layer of suffocating ice had been frozen over.

Sun Zhigang's hands were trembling as he gripped the steering wheel. He kept shifting his foot on the accelerator, driving erratically, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, bumping and jolting like a duckweed swaying in the wind.

The ride was so bumpy that everyone on the bus felt like throwing up.

She cautiously turned her head, looking at the silent and cold Xiao Re in the passenger seat, and tentatively asked in a low voice:

"Sister-in-law, are we really not going to stop and wait for Commander Lu?"

"He was running so fast, it looked like he was about to die!"

Xiao Re's eyes were sharp, and his tone was as cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine.

"I told you to drive faster, didn't you hear me?"

"He almost caught up with a four-wheeled car on foot! Didn't you eat? Can't you step on the gas?"

Sun Zhigang was so bitter he could only wail in despair.

He didn't skip meals; he just didn't dare step on them!

If he drives too fast and leaves the person behind him behind, that Iron Leopard will skin him alive when they get back!

Therefore, he could only carefully control the pace, driving at a moderate speed.

He slowed down as well.

He added a little more when he was almost catching up.

Inside the car was my sister-in-law, furiously urging me to drive, and behind her was my boss, running like a madman.

This couple, one was urging him relentlessly, and the other was chasing him desperately!

This poor driver was caught in the middle, making him feel like he was in a terrible situation, even worse than a turtle's grandson!

If he had known he would suffer so much on this trip, he would have chopped off his hand rather than touch this steering wheel.

From now on, even if you offer him ten packs of cigarettes, he won't drive that Santana!

Sun Zhigang was on edge, his heart pounding with fear and panic. His entire back was soaked with cold sweat, and his hands gripping the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably.

The car's trajectory was erratic and unpredictable, as if it were out of control.

He Yingying, sitting in the back seat, was so frightened that she couldn't help but scream:

"Platoon Leader Sun, stop shaking! This vehicle is going to crash into a tree!"

"Could you drive a little more steadily!"

Sun Zhigang was on the verge of tears, and even considered jumping out of the car.

He wanted to keep his hands steady, but they wouldn't obey him at all. He was a low-ranking official and a novice driver; in this dire situation, he couldn't even keep his own heart steady, let alone the steering wheel.

"Okay, okay!"

"Don't worry, I'll stay calm! I'll definitely stay calm! Drive carefully!"

"Sister-in-law, please! Stop rushing me, I really can't take it anymore!"

Xiao Re glanced at him and realized that he wasn't in a good state. Letting him continue driving would easily lead to an accident, so he immediately gave a cold order:

"get off!"

Sun Zhigang froze, getting out of the driver's seat with trepidation, just as he was about to catch his breath. Xiao Re then got out of the passenger seat and nimbly took the driver's seat.

She slowly fastened her seatbelt, and her slender, white hands calmly reached for the steering wheel.

The next moment—

She slammed on the gas!

hum! ! !

The engine roared violently!

The entire red sedan shot off like a rocket.

The speed was so fast that even the shadows of people on the roadside could not be seen.