Gao Yang kicked over many people, and even after his successful display of cool moves, he kicked over many more. His mood was beyond words, simply put, just one word—awesome!
Rushing into the car, Gao Yang grabbed the walkie-talkie and said urgently, "Quick, quick, let's head to the next place."
The convoy raced towards the next target. This time it was far away, and after almost half an hour of driving, Albert spoke into the walkie-talkie, "We arrived, this is the place, oh, shit, there are police cars here, right at the entrance of the dojo we're supposed to target. Should we still go?"
Gao Yang grabbed the walkie-talkie in annoyance and shouted, "Someone must have called the police earlier, don't stop, let's retreat immediately."
They had to give up the last target, Gao Yang felt a little regretful, but only slightly regretful.
