Chapter 1967 But Mark had hung up the phone.

He grabbed his car keys and made his way out of the office building.

His car was parked in the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking wet.

But Mark couldn't care less.

‘When he opened his car door, the rain poured into his mouth.

of his car also

shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest

ahead appeared

drive out

air and felling trees left and right on the road. The

already halfway through

metal rod smashed down onto the car out

hit the

car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to

from his

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