Christopher Hughes couldn't stop them, so he and Zhao had to retreat behind the car immediately.
They lay by the car, watching Sean Knight and the others fearlessly approach the black people, their hearts filled with mixed feelings.
Zhao, unable to take his eyes off Lincoln Harrington and the others, grumbled with jealousy:
"What's so great about them? They're just soldiers! A bunch of martial men..."
"Shut up!" Christopher Hughes snapped at him, giving him a stern look. In fact, if it hadn't been for the many people in the convoy to take care of, he would have wanted to be as tough as Sean Knight and the others — who would like to be bullied?
He had only turned his head for a moment when the noise broke out!
A gunshot rang out!
However, it only sounded briefly. By the time Christopher Hughes turned back, there were only three people standing in front of the blockade: Sean Knight and his friends.
