Su Mo darted out from the dust at a terrifying speed, grasping his great spear. He charged toward Sun Bahu's position, ready to press his advantage without mercy.
All the young men inside the vehicle turned their eyes to the young man who had been driving.
Wang Ze was Sun Bahu's absolute confidant. Despite his short time in the group, he had immediately gained Sun Bahu's trust upon joining, which was why he served as the driver for the spike.
"Help? Are you gonna go out there and help?"
"Don't we have guns..."
"Guns?" Wang Ze laughed in anger. "Tell me, what are you gonna do if you miss this guy and hit Mr. Sun instead?"
"Uh..."
Shut down by Wang Ze's logic, everyone exchanged nervous glances. They watched Sun Bahu getting battered like a ragdoll in the distance. Ultimately, not a single person dared to volunteer to go out and help.
