Amidst the whistling, the horrified pedestrians due to the vehicle's impact and the gunshots suddenly felt their bladders swell. They subconsciously shrank their bodies, looked around, and searched for a place to pee. They also secretly calculated how long it would take to reach home.
As First City residents, the occasional gunshots and car accidents weren't enough to scare them into pissing themselves. It only compelled them to leave the scene as soon as possible.
The Red Wolf Zone was relatively fine. Even if shooting incidents didn't happen every day in the Green Olive Zone, it would definitely happen every few days.
The brown SUV corrected its course and approached the Old Task Force's sapphire-blue jeep. The surviving passenger in the backseat and the driver couldn't help but clamp their legs together to resist the sudden urge to pee.
