At this moment, at the front, the driver's chest heaved violently and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His eyes were filled with panic as he looked ahead at a loss.
The scene just now kept echoing in his mind. If he had flipped over just now, everything would have been over. He might have even died. Even if he didn't die, he would probably have been crippled.
What was wrong with those small cars? Were they crazy? Did they want to die or something? Did they dare to rush in front of a large vehicle?
At the thought of this, the driver was furious. If he did not turn the steering wheel and reacted a little slower, the people in the small car would not be able to escape death. Even if they did not die, they would be severely injured. The place just now was too dangerous.
Hence, he opened the car door and jumped out. He pointed at the two cars and scolded them.
