The sound of the motorcycle engine tore through the streets, its roar piercing the air and striking right at the heart.
In the passenger seat, the driver, and in the back seat, Liang Xueyan and Mrs. Wang, clutched the handles tightly, watching the black-clad figures drawing closer, their hearts leaping to their throats.
The distance between the two parties was no more than thirty meters.
"Miss..." the driver's voice trembled as he whispered to her, urging her not to lose focus now.
Lu Mian pursed her lips, drawing her gaze back from the rearview mirror, and responded with a light "Oh," her expression becoming serious.
Her foot pressed the clutch and the accelerator at once, as her right hand swiftly shifted gears. As they were about to be caught, she gripped the steering wheel, turned hard to the left, and then quickly straightened out.
In a fluid, graceful maneuver, the taxi "drifted" past the vehicle ahead, speeding off like an arrow released from its bow.
