Most of the villagers were elders and their riding a horse through the snowstorm as they stopped in front of the large army.
Roland's temper was particularly bad at that time. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, but the nicotine couldn't appease the restlessness in his heart.
He squinted his eyes, stepped on the accelerator, and drove pass in front of the team.
Suddenly, a car appeared, and the villagers who were having a meeting were taken aback.
Seeing that, Jovan quickly jumped out of the car and ran in front of Roland's car. "Mr. Garza..."
The snow was so heavy that Jovan was hit in the face by the wind and snow as soon as he opened his mouth.
However, that didn’t hinder him. After all, he knew that Roland was like a raging beast as of that moment, and no one could suppress him.
The villager didn't know what he said, but the leader of the rescue team frowned. "None of us know how to ride a horse."