"Wang Chao, be careful!"
Inside the car, Wang Zuxian screamed when he saw the car rushing towards them.
The fake traffic policeman grinned.
At this moment, he seemed to have seen Wang Chao being hit into a pile of flesh and blood.
Facing the incoming car, Wang Chao remained calm and threw the large machete in his hand on the spot.
Puff!
The large machete, like a javelin, shattered the glass and then pierced the driver, nailing him to the seat.
Although the driver died, the car still rushed forward at full speed.
However, at this moment, Wang Chao threw a punch.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the car's front was smashed into a huge depression, the engine was destroyed, and smoke was billowing out.
The car came to a stop as a result.
"No, this can't be true?"
The fake traffic policeman saw this scene, his mouth gaping open, and his chin almost dropping to the ground.
