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.

his car also got

the driver’s seat and

gunned the engine and

the highest setting, his wipers were no

appeared

not safe to drive out

rain and strong wind swept through every inch of the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling

sky was so dark that everything underneath

was already halfway through

a metal rod smashed down

the

road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump

his head on the steering

oozed from

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