With a crack, the mercury bead burst, and the silver mist quickly sealed the inside and outside.
At the same time, a large palm, like a woven fan, was already over the driver's face, giving a sudden shake.
It was like a hammer hitting the forehead, the brain shook, wobbling.
Then it completely shut down.
Fainting.
Immediately after, the fleeting silver mist, mixed with strands of black flame, seeped into the car frame, disappearing without a trace.
The driver in the driver's seat had also been replaced.
Tang Qian skillfully pulled down the fainted driver, leaning him against the car body, and stuffed him into the trunk in a blind spot of the camera.
He gave him another punch to ensure he would have a sound sleep.
Returning to the car, he adjusted the rearview mirror, adjusted his appearance again, and adjusted his skeleton to resemble the original driver by seventy percent.
Just like that, he started the car, heading towards the bunker's exclusive parking lot.
