"Who the hell is that guy?"
The police over in Q City shouted in alarm.
"Looks like he jumped from the armored vehicle, seems to be the driver."
"So young? Impossible, he definitely doesn't look twenty years old."
A crowd of people exclaimed in astonishment.
"Has that kid gone mad, jumping out like that? He's become a sitting duck now. Good heavens, people from S City, why are they so foolish?"
Especially after seeing Zhang Fan waving his arms, a group of people really wished they could knock him down with a pole.
They were up against a sniper, after all.
Zhang Fan's eyes sparkled with a strange light. Even though the group was beyond the range of his Telepathy, he could clearly see the silhouettes behind the car windows.
"Da da da!"
Submachine guns spewed out flames, shooting through the car windows.
"Pfft!"
Just as one guy popped up, ready to shoot at Zhang Fan, the next moment, a bullet pierced straight through his shoulder blade.
"Aaaah!"
