The biggest problem might have been that phone.
Ye Xuan hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone, rolled down the car window, and threw it out with force.
The sand, already whipped up by the wind, poured in as soon as the window was opened.
Gradually, Musa's men were getting closer and closer.
The recent group had brought a sniper rifle. Although they hadn't reached them yet, they had roughly pinpointed their location and were continuously shooting in their direction.
Upon hearing the gunfire, Huo Jingting instinctively lifted his head, pulled Gu Nanqiao into his arms, and then pressed her down onto the seat.
With a "bang," the rear car window was hit by a sniper rifle, shattering into pieces.
Suddenly, the icy, bone-chilling wind poured in, fiercely lashing at the people inside the car.
Gu Nanqiao was freezing to death, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Even breathing felt cold.
