"Ah!" Rong Anyao was scared pale, they hadn't taken the conventional route, and the moment they were flung out of the vehicles, she saw a dense primitive forest underneath.
As their car landed, it had already crashed into the primeval forest.
The roaring of the huge engine, accompanied by the downward movement of the mountain, continued to tumble between the mountains before finally coming to a stop.
Inside the car, Zhang Xiaomeng held Rong Anyao tightly.
He had taken most of the damage himself.
Nevertheless, Rong Anyao had fainted.
Through the shattered rearview mirror, Zhang Xiaomeng also saw that a few hundred meters behind them, a group was searching for them.
"Damn it, like a bad penny, just wait until I recover, I'll show you," a murderous intent flashed in Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes.
With a kick, he opened the car door and staggered away with Rong Anyao in his arms.
In his X-ray vision, he quickly found a cave.
