"Everyone back off, get away!"
Zhang Xiaowei's heart raced as he immediately shouted at the crowd of onlookers.
Fuel was leaking from the tank, with gasoline spilling all over the ground.
All it would take was a single spark to ignite the gasoline on the floor.
If the car caught fire, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"You fucking morons, can't you see the car is leaking fuel? And you're still smoking here!"
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get back! Don't crowd around to watch."
"I need a few brave souls to come with me and rescue them."
Among the onlookers, a few righteous individuals began maintaining order.
Soon, the crowd pushing forward was held back at the edge of the road.
Zhang Xiaowei knew there might be danger to his life, but he didn't care about that now.
He arrived at the ambulance and, without a second thought, jumped on to check the situation.
The right side door was deformed from the collision with the black sedan and couldn't be opened.
