But the problem is... he found out that he was almost surrounded!
Except for the area in front of the speeding armored car, on both sides and at the rear, the sleds of the Fierce Beast Race had all closed in!
Arrows densely pelted the roof of his car. Chen Yan could only grit his teeth and hold his gun to return fire.
Soon, an arrow struck his chest, but the anti-piercing vest absorbed what would have been a fatal blow. However, Chen Yan knew he was still injured. The pain in his chest made him feel like he was being torn apart.
After emptying the last magazine at his waist, Chen Yan looked at his battle achievements—two of the Fierce Beast Race that had tumbled off their sleds. He took a deep breath, quickly withdrew into the cover, retreated into the cabin, and locked it tight!
There were still more magazines, but they were in the backpack in the cabin. For now, Chen Yan couldn't bother with it.
