"Isn't that stating the obvious? We just slid down the mountainside, and if it weren't for that big rock ahead, we'd both be dead for sure."
Having said that, Zhang Yuyao felt a wave of fear in her heart. She glanced around and then at Wang Jie, hurriedly taking out her phone to call for rescue.
However, after searching through her pockets, she remembered that her phone had already been taken by Zhao Long.
At this moment, Wang Jie also quickly pulled out his phone, only to find that it had been smashed by a gunshot during the recent scuffle.
With a look of utter frustration, Wang Jie threw his phone away and reclined his seat, lying down straight away.
Seeing Wang Jie's actions, Zhang Yuyao was baffled, and she immediately punched him hard.
"Hey, hey, hey, how can you sleep at a time like this?"
"Come back to your senses, what should we do now?"
