"Bang!" At the instant of impact, the mutant wolf was killed on the spot. Its wolf body slammed into the Jianghuai's front hood, making the whole vehicle jolt hard.
You have to know the Jianghuai's protection is far inferior to the armored escort truck Old Xu drives, so that one hit immediately dented the front end and guardrail in a big crater.
Even worse, Old Zhao clearly hadn't expected the collision to have such force, so he actually forgot to make the move he should've done first thing from the inside—step on the brakes.
The Jianghuai crushed the falling wolf corpse, left behind a smear of blood and mangled flesh, then kept charging forward at full speed.
And right at this moment, the one who was still in the middle of accelerating the bus, Wang Zhongyu, had only stomped down on the gas for about three seconds.
Everyone knows big vehicles accelerate slow, small ones accelerate fast.
