"It exploded, there was a huge explosion!"
Someone ran towards this direction in a panic.
"Where did it explode?"
"Over there, a luxury car just exploded. Oh my god, there were people in the car, it's so terrifying!"
In an instant, Zhou Jin'an's brows furrowed into a frown.
He grabbed the bag in his hand and rushed outside.
Not far away, the Maybach was blown beyond recognition.
"Fang Ping!"
Zhou Jin'an charged forward recklessly, but someone stopped him.
"Preserve the scene!"
The police cordoned off the area, and Zhou Jin'an was pushed outside the police tape.
Passersby covered their mouths, struggling to suppress nausea.
There were visible limbs and body parts on the ground.
The scene was too gruesome to bear.
Qiao En had been waiting for almost an hour, and Zhou Jin'an still hadn't returned.
"Young Madam, should I give the young master a call?"
Sister Rong peeked out from the kitchen.
Qiao En nodded, "Yes."
However, the call went through, but no one answered.