"You can try if you don't believe me, but if you take one more step forward, I'll immediately press the remote control!"
The driver gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"Oh!"
Chen Feng nodded his head, then he was about to lift his foot and continue walking forward.
Seeing this, Brother Biao was almost scared to pee.
He hurriedly intervened, "Bro, grandpa, my dear ancestor, please let him go. Just hand me over to the police, and they'll definitely reward you. He's just a driver. There's no need to risk both our lives for him, right?"
"Who said we're definitely going to die?"
Chen Feng glanced down at Brother Biao and spoke indifferently.
"Ancestor, that's a bomb, okay? Even if you're fast and can run, what about me? I'm begging you, don't risk our lives, just let him go!"
Brother Biao pleaded with a pained expression.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die before you face justice."
Chen Feng said calmly.
After saying that, he lifted his foot and walked forward.
