Late at night, a black jeep was parked by the roadside near the school gate.

After evening self-study, Gao Yang deliberately left last. He walked out of the nearly empty campus, headed deep into a familiar alley to change into casual clothes and put on a mask, then headed straight for the jeep and got into the passenger seat.

Fighting Tiger held the steering wheel with one hand and flicked a cigarette butt into the trash can outside the window with the other: "Tonight, Uncle Hu will take you on your last ride."

"Ah?!" Gao Yang, just about to buckle his seatbelt, was so startled he almost opened the door to jump out.