Qu Jianlei's intuition was strong, and his reactions were swift.
The unfortunate thing was that the crevice's reaction wasn't slow either, and the maneuver was timely.
As a result, Qu Jianlei's head slammed hard against the truck bed, and stars sparkled in his vision.
"Damn!" He couldn't help but curse, but as he opened his mouth, his lower teeth clashed against his upper teeth.
Fortunately, he had always been circulating his energy throughout his body, though not at full power, but it still had some effect.
Immediately after, another burst of gunfire sounded, this time targeting the driver's cabin.
Luckily, although the crevice was quite wooden, his twenty-plus years of wilderness survival experience weren't just for show.
He maneuvered the steering wheel skillfully, dodging left and right, and the light truck's front windshield was bulletproof too.
Xiaojing sat in the passenger seat, though he was strapped in, he was still tossed around, needing a while to react.
