Chapter 0188: Tracking (Four updates)_1

The car sped away so fast that by the time Ye Xiong ran out to the road, it had already turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

He immediately panicked.

This was the provincial capital, not Jiangnan.

If he were in Jiangnan City, he could find Luo Weiwei and have her immediately pull up the highway surveillance footage to track the car. But here, he didn't know anyone.

Even if he could find help, he feared that by the time he located Tang Ning, she would have been tortured beyond recognition.

Ye Xiong returned to the late-night food stall and walked directly up to the owner. "That long-haired punk who was just here," he demanded, "who is he? Where does he live?"

The owner, a burly, coarse man in his thirties, seemed terrified of offending the punk. He shook his head. "I don't know. I don't know him."

"Who is he?" Ye Xiong roared, slamming his palm down hard on a nearby table.

Under the immense force, the entire table collapsed.