Old Chen eventually stopped the car.
When faced with such a flying and fully armed Super Mecha, any rational person would not choose to flee mindlessly.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'm a good person! I'm a good person!"
Old Chen immediately got out of the driver's seat, raised his hands high, not daring to show any resistance.
He clearly saw that massive gun in the opponent's hand, at least more than a meter long.
He had no doubt that if that thing shot him, he might not even leave a whole corpse.
Xu Xing, seeing the other party's actions, felt a bit helpless in his heart; this guy's reaction was indeed a little over the top.
Opening the visor on his face, he spoke to the person in front of him:
"Hello, I am a member of the Huaxia Anomaly Investigation Department. I need your car to transport two survivors at the back to the city. Please cooperate with me for transportation as per my guidance."
