The vehicle had already entered Qingjiang City, but the road ahead was cluttered with cars haphazardly arranged as if by design,
obscuring their view ahead. They could only rely on Han Yi's Ability.
Han Yi slightly lifted his eyelids and spoke nonchalantly, "Ram through."
Their vehicle, modified with military armor, could not only ram through these cars but also crush them without any issue.
After passing this barrier, Xiao Jian continued driving toward the city center. Everyone stopped their jesting and looked grimly at their surroundings. For a major city, it was eerily quiet. There wasn't a soul on the streets. Everything was in disarray—cars overturned, shop windows shattered, and the ground covered with various debris and patches of dried blood.
This was, after all, the city where they had lived for a long time. To see such a bustling metropolis turn so desolate made everyone's complexion turn sour.
