Bluesea frowned tightly, all his focus was on controlling the sports car beneath him.
To lead the pursuing battle car away, he had deliberately taken a big detour earlier, and the direction of the convenience store was getting farther and farther.
As the car moved forward, Bluesea felt the obstacles on the road increasing.
Haphazardly abandoned vehicles in the middle of the road, fallen bricks from nearby buildings, as well as large pits on the ground caused by some unknown weapon.
Clearly, the battle that had once occurred in this area was more intense than the places he had passed before!
Naturally, to maintain his escape speed, Bluesea had to invest more concentration in driving.
He tensed every nerve from his fingertips to the soles of his feet, clearly seeing each obstacle ahead and quickly maneuvering the steering wheel and throttle, passing at high speed on the most concise route, even brushing past vehicles and bricks that obstructed his path.
