Gavin was about to erupt in anger.

He would die if they ran out of gas in this situation.

"What should we do now, Sir?"

The driver broke out in cold sweat as he glanced at the blinking gas tank indicator. There was nowhere they could hide in this desolate place.

"Just hang on. Help is coming!" Gavin gritted his teeth and prayed that their backup would arrive soon. Or else, they'd be doomed.

After ten minutes, the black Mercedes slowed down and gradually came to a stop by the roadside.