What was in front was merely a ruse, this was Su Mo's main act.
An arrow had been shot into the tire by her bare hand, while another directly entered the skull of the driver beside him.
The flashy red convertible lost control and crashed into a nearby vehicle, unleashing a dazzling explosion.
In the vehicle behind and to the side, Feng Yao handed Feng Ba a bottle of Jasmine Tea. His originally pale complexion instantly turned rosier, feeling a surge of strength within his body. Feng Ba looked out from the vehicle and once again lifted a large pile of soil, creating a barrier between both factions.
Su Mo leaned out, glanced at the middle-aged man in the car following at the rear, and narrowed her eyes.
After Lu Chen accelerated past the border line, he and the following car vanished into the night.
Those people indeed did not cross that line.
The middle-aged man who had been watching from behind turned extremely dark-faced, his gaze ominously grim.
