Do I Have Any Other Options?

When Chang Qing opened his eyes again, he had almost suffocated from holding his breath. He only dared to open them after hearing the screaky tire noises of the other car. Seeing that the car he was in had passed through safely but still being terrified, he immediately cursed at Xu Cheng, "Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Xu Cheng glanced at Chang Qing from the rear view mirror and said in disdain, "Can't stand this kind of pressure? How did you guys rule the streets earlier?"

Chang Qing didn't know how to refute that remark for a while, but his mouth was still trembling as he said, "Aren't you scared?"

"I am," Xu Cheng frankly said, "but the assassins are even more scared than me. Normally, it's the assassins that do the killing, and if they could think of another way to take down their target, then they for sure wouldn't pick the way that involves them dying as well. So, this guy isn't dumb enough to trade his own life for our lives."