"F*ck, where did these people come from?"
Zhou Liang, who was driving, cursed, "How many people did these guys bring?!"
"It's possible that someone else is here. The two sides are not in cahoots!"
Zhou Liang turned the steering wheel fiercely. At the same time, he saw the person who was firing at him.
A few pickup trucks had appeared in front of him. The people inside were all pointing their guns at him.
The path ahead was already sealed. It was impossible to escape.
Zhou Liang got an idea and turned into a small road in the nearby market.
Because of the firefight, there was no one here anymore, but they had all left their goods and stalls behind.
This barred their escape a fair bit.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
