Thick smoke billowed in their faces. A few men whose clothes were on fire screamed and rushed out of the smoke. Their hands fluttered in the air in despair. Then, they rolled on the ground and finally extinguished the fire on their bodies. The fire was extinguished, but the screams didn't stop.
Some people staggered out step by step. Their bodies… were dripping with blood.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands, Lin Feng's eyes were filled with anger as he stared straight ahead… Even though he was in this city of internal strife and always saw bloodshed, he was still furious every time he saw innocent civilians sacrificed.
Xia Jinyuan slowly released his left hand from the steering wheel. When Lin Feng reversed the car just now, he was the one who held the steering wheel tightly with one hand and ordered Lin Feng to step on the accelerator and reverse all the way back.
