After all, it’s never been this straightforward, coming directly to take lives.
"Watch out."
Bang!
Getting shot was far from enough, because after the gunfire, Qin Mu had to stabilize the car, naturally reducing the speed. The black car behind closed in tightly, then violently collided with Qin Mu’s Lamborghini.
"Ah..."
Mu Wan was dizzy from the collision, feeling her body forcefully lean to one side. In the next instant, things were back to normal, as Qin Mu quickly stabilized the steering wheel in his hand, placing his large hand on Mu Wan’s shoulder, his thin lips tightly pressed.
"From now on, don’t fasten the seatbelt, hold on to anything you can grasp."
"Alright."
Mu Wan was terrified but didn’t want to beco a burden for Qin Mu. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down, trembling as she tried to unbuckle her seatbelt. Despite trying multiple tis, her small hands shook fruitlessly.
In the end, it was Qin Mu who raised his hand and directly unbuckled the woman’s seatbelt.
"Ah..."
After unfastening the seatbelt, another black sedan approached, ramming them once again, intending to overturn the Lamborghini that Qin Mu and Mu Wan were in.
Mu Wan, without a seatbelt, was off balance. Qin Mu’s thin lips pressed together, murmuring, "Hold onto tightly."
"Alright."
Mu Wan’s face was terribly pale, her ears ringing with the piercing gunshots and crashes, incessant and unrelenting.
Qin Mu, on the other hand, looked solemn, his large hand wrapped around Mu Wan’s shoulder, shielding her as much as possible from the collisions.
Having left the military for years, carrying a gun was no longer a habit.
Qin Mu squinted his sharp black eyes, his peripheral vision scanning the people in the black car, especially noticing the F emblem, with a flicker of dark light crossing his eyes.
Ha, their side... is soone familiar.
If he didn’t rember incorrectly...
They hadn’t seen each other for 10 years now.
...
Bang bang bang.
The gunfire from behind was unceasing, clearly aiming to break the tires of Qin Mu’s Lamborghini, forcing them to stop and be directly shot, leaving no witnesses.
Or perhaps... on this deep night, fatigue driving, or a traffic accident, would be even more usual occurrences.
In any case, the goal on their side was simple.
They wanted the lives of Qin Mu and Mu Wan.
Mu Wan could feel the car shaking noticeably, constantly at risk of exploding.
The gunfire from behind resounded, and the car interior was filled with shattered glass.
Bang...
The two cars ca up together, fiercely ramming into Qin Mu’s Lamborghini, with a clear intention to make a hamburger out of them, crushing Qin Mu into bits.
Qin Mu: "..."
Shit!
He glanced at the black sedan behind, noting that everyone held F-type pistols.
Ah, military-issue.
Qin Mu’s thin lips tightened. Evidently, unless he dies today, they won’t let up.
Qin Mu tugged at the corner of his lips, his eyes looking straight ahead towards Kunshan, heading directly up the mountain.
Mu Wan: "..."
Going up the mountain?
Wouldn’t that be a dead end?
Because going up the mountain, there’s only one road.
The end is a dead end...
By then, the most direct scenario would be two cars surrounding them, Qin Mu and herself.
Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes were filled with worry and concern, but Qin Mu’s handso face showed no extra expression, arrogant, enchanting, carefree.
Utterly devilish...
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