Chapter 235: Gangster Inn, Understand Framing (5,000 words, please subscribe)_1

Just as Old Yang was lost in his thoughts, the young man stepped forward. He acted as if he hadn't just violently subdued a dozen people. Especially when Old Yang thought about the pretzel-shaped guy from Tianjin and the others who ended up trussed like tandoori chickens, he couldn't help but shudder.

The young man pretended not to notice Old Yang's caged-in-ice demeanor, untied Old Yang's hands from the steering wheel with a few quick motions, and then smiled, "Master, why don't you sit over there and rest for a bit? I'll drive! I've never driven before, so it's a good opportunity for me to practice..."

Practice he might say, but Old Yang was well aware that they wouldn't let the soon-to-be-judged prisoner drive. It was probably to prevent him from making a desperate move!