The journey was calm and peaceful.
Not far ahead, a car had toppled over and one end was already on fire.
"That car." Wang Chenghao was shocked. He looked at the side of the car. It was indeed Zhou Yuncheng's car, but unfortunately, he could not see the license plate.
Moh Yanchen parked the car by the side of the road, opened the car door, and Strode forward.
However, as he approached, he suddenly stopped. He looked around vigilantly and suddenly took a step back.
"What's wrong?" Wang Chenghao followed beside him. He suddenly felt that instead of advancing, he was going backward. Those who knew Moh Yanchen well knew that he would only advance and not retreat.
Could it be that there was something fishy about this?
"There's an ambush," he lowered his head and said to Wang Chenghao. The surroundings were eerily quiet, but unfortunately, he could feel the sound of breathing around him.
