Mo Shisan's driving skills are superb.
When he rented the car initially, he opted for one with excellent performance.
The car sped along the road—
But the car behind them relentlessly pursued.
Ya Shitian drew his pistol, his gaze cold and sharp, like a beast lurking and ready to strike at any moment.
"Get down—" Suddenly, he pressed down on Ye Anqi's head.
Ye Anqi heard several faint gunshots, and the car jolted violently.
The opponent was using a silenced handgun, aiming at their tires.
Ya Shitian's hand suddenly extended out the window, with a bang, blowing out the tire of a car.
However, this only led to an even fiercer attack from the opposition.
Mo Shisan had already floored the gas pedal, and the car zigzagged down the highway.
It looked as if they were about to be overtaken, as a large truck approached oncoming.
Mo Shisan swerved to avoid it, the truck driver seemed startled, hitting the brakes, the truck skidding to a halt across the middle of the road.
