Nonetheless, just as they drove down the next hill, the person driving in front of them crashed into a tree as he was panicking. He was forced to come to a halt.
"Our opponent stopped!" Li Muqiu yelled to alert the others.
Liu Zilang remained silent. He turned the steering wheel to the left and then hit the brakes.
"Zi zi zi!"
In a trice, the yellow sedan car became positioned horizontally. Friction was created between the tires and the meadow as the vehicle drifted down the hill. It stopped very quickly.
The benefits of stopping the car this way were that it could be used as cover, and they could avoid sneak attacks from their opponent when they exited the car.
However, the response of the person in front of them was rather odd.
After getting off his car, he did not equip his gun immediately but instead exercised his fists at Liu Zilang and the others.
"Is he reprimanding us with his fists?"
