Qi Yun didn't need the reminder; he had already buried his head under the armrest box.
Emphasize being cowardly when necessary; after all, staying alive is the priority.
However, those two assassins were probably just focused on escaping at the moment, without any thought of confronting Chen Wei head-on. Not a single shot was fired.
The van slipped past their BMW, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
Chen Wei pressed against the car door, squinting his eyes and fanning away the choking dust. He raised his hand, aiming for the tires of the van in front, but due to the poor visibility, he eventually gave up.
Just then, a roar of engines came from behind, and three black Passats were racing towards them at high speed!
In less than ten seconds, the foremost car was less than ten meters away from them.
The leading car slightly veered off, giving way while gradually slowing down, as the two cars behind overtook it and chased after the van ahead.
