"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
...
Those who were scraped by the car or bumped into it instantly let out countless screams of agony, the intense pain made it unbearable for them, forcing out cries of utter misery; how could a car have suddenly plowed into the bar, injuring and killing the patrons who were merely there for enjoyment...
The others who weren't injured stood there dumbfounded, never having encountered such an incident, their ability to think came to a halt, standing still in shock... What on earth was happening?
Looking at the car filled with gas cylinders stuck by the dance stage, the entire bar fell quiet all of a sudden, everyone wanted to know what had just happened. It was at this moment that someone detected a pungent odor, and an extremely shrill voice traveled throughout the bar.
"Gas, it's gas!"
