The Hummer, leaving dust trails and countless curses of anger in its wake, made the soldiers tread lightly on the highway at the sight of fresh blood on its hood.
Looking at Tang Zheng's brazen display, other drivers were left wide-eyed in anger. However, seeing this as a rare opportunity, they hit the gas and followed behind him.
After travelling another four kilometers, Tang Zheng pulled over and slowed down. The other cars didn't wait for him and whizzed past.
"Let others lead the way," Tang Zheng said, deciding not to be the trailblazer. An Ning didn't use the anesthetic, so when she woke up from the coma, she was sweating buckets from the pain. She tightly held onto her brother's hand but was too weak to speak.
"Damn, that's wild," Gao Yu admired Tang Zheng's brazen approach and wished he could drive the Hummer himself, hating the sheer energy it took to travel on foot.
