The flying bullet hit the driver's eyebrow precisely. The man's neck was crooked and he fell on the steering wheel. The car roared with a loudspeaker, then lost its direction and hit a corner beside it.

The people in the car had no time to react and were hit.

Shen Thirteen put down his sniper gun and flew down from the second floor of the sniper point, then slowly drew out his dagger and headed for the car.

The co-pilot, the commander of the dark group, rolled out of the car with blood, looked up and saw a fellow giving himself a charming smile.

Then the smiling man twisted him...