"What's happening?"
The front car suddenly had a blown tire, and the cars behind it quickly stopped.
"The tire blew out."
"Get out and take a look."
"Wait, someone's there."
It was unclear who noticed it first, but four people were walking slowly towards the three cars.
They had just left the city area, still a bit of distance from Yanhuang Soul, but in this direction, who else could easily come here besides Yanhuang Soul's people? And why would they come here?
It was clearly just noon, yet the sky was very dark.
The faces of the four people ahead were completely indistinguishable. They were just walking one step at a time, yet the air was filled with killing qi.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?"
An ominous premonition arose as all of Liu Minggong's team members got out of the car.
The other side had no intention of responding, quickening their pace to approach.
"Stop, or I'll shoot."
