"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Seeing Chen Nan suddenly shoot out some darts and then rush over, Qin Yixuan was still a bit slow to react.
Chen Nan did not answer her, instead, he increased his speed to the maximum, a faint white light emanating from his body, as he rushed toward the Porsche Cayenne like lightning.
The man in the car was a middle-aged man whose power was not weak, but being caught off-guard by Chen Nan's sudden attack, he tried his best to dodge. However, his arm was still slashed by the dart.
"Crack..."
The middle-aged man punched out, smashing the car's front windshield and then jumped out, quickly running in the opposite direction.
"Stop!"
Chen Nan shouted from behind and threw another dart.
The target, the middle-aged man's back!
