Just as the SUV had just turned the corner and exposed itself, the Thunderstorm Tank opened fire.
A square muzzle suddenly lit up, and a beam of light shot toward Chen Xiaolian and his group.
Without any panic, Chen Xiaolian gripped the steering wheel in his left hand, while his right had already drawn a blade from behind. With a flick of the blade, a golden light had already enveloped the entire vehicle.
The beam hit the golden light barrier, flickered slightly, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"You drive. Keep going forward, don't stop."
Chen Xiaolian gave a brief order, then punched through the windshield in front and drilled out through the broken opening.
Bluesea didn't hesitate for a moment, flipping over into the driver's seat and quickly took over the controls. The vehicle only veered slightly and, without decelerating, continued to speed forward.
Not until that moment did Grace, who was in the back, suddenly let out a piercing scream.
