The blinding white light poured into the driver's seat.
The Jurassic ZT15 was equipped with a light-sensitive system—a layer of cobalt-blue honeycomb pattern appeared on the glass within a fraction of a second, filtering the sudden strong light.
The pallor quickly faded, revealing once again the beeping control panel inside the driver's seat, along with John's figure.
His gaze was focused and calm, hands and feet moving swiftly.
Whoosh—
The armored vehicle swerved sideways at low speed.
The engine hummed as if a miniature bomb had been ignited inside.
The sound wave was short and echoing, with the exhaust pipe spitting out twin flames of orange and cobalt blue...
With John's operation, the armored vehicle seemed to come alive, finishing a drift amid the lights of traffic signals and billboards, aiming its titanium alloy rear towards the direction of the approaching strong light.
Bam!
A city falcon vehicle collided with John.
