Qin Xiaoyu, having prepared beforehand, leaned steadily against the car body, then saw Gu Zishu sprinting a hundred meters toward the van like he was charging.
Qin Xiaoyu's eyes widened in horror. What was Gu Zishu doing? Although the car had stopped, inertia would still cause it to hit him.
By this time, Gu Zishu had already rushed to the front of the white van within a few seconds, then leaped up, lying flat against the windshield.
Gu Zishu immediately saw Qin Xiaoyu staring at him with wide eyes, and he felt joy in his heart, shouting loudly, "Xiao Yu, get down!"
The inside of the van was chaotic at that moment, but Xiao Yu heard those four words extremely clearly.
So the moment Gu Zishu's voice fell, Qin Xiaoyu obediently crouched down on the car seat.
Gu Zishu then raised his iron fist, gathering all his strength, and hammered down fiercely towards the windshield ahead.
