"Keep driving forward, don't worry about it," Man Luo said.
Qing'Er slammed the gas pedal, and the car sped up again, reaching almost 120 km/h. At such speed in the downtown area, it's perilous. Fortunately, it was past rush hour, and there weren't many vehicles out at night; otherwise, they might crash even if Jinye didn't catch them.
Qing'Er accelerated, and Jinye's group sped up as well. Man Luo was the only leverage they had to threaten Lin Mu, and they couldn't let her get away. Bang, bang, bang. Qing'Er's car shook, clearly being rammed by Jinye's car from behind several times.
"Sister Manluo, if this keeps up, they'll catch up with us sooner or later. We need to think of a plan," Qing'Er said while driving.
As for plans, there really weren't any good options. The only choice was to run away; fighting was not an option.
Man Luo contemplated for a moment, then pulled out a handgun, opened the window, and leaned out to shoot backward.
