As the car pulled me out, my heart seemed to blow up. At this point, I subconsciously back my hands, my hands for example, the car has only a little bit of power left.

I can even feel my hand sticking to the van, but I know it's not, it's just a feeling, otherwise my hand will definitely be broken.

Because I stretched my hands back and pulled out my backpack, and the van stopped, and the car was dented. Fortunately, there was a hole left for me to drill out. Just then, four people suddenly flew out of the van, each with a machete in his hand, and rushed...