"Gah..."
The intense pain made the driver's eyes bulge, and his survival instinct drove his body to struggle and twist madly. His right elbow scraped against the steering wheel, causing the speeding car to suddenly veer off course.
Bang—!
The car collided with a vehicle beside it, and the jolt sent both passengers slamming forward. The car lost control and swerved wildly. Gu Ji rolled from the back seat to the center console area, and the knife blade came off the driver's neck.
Blood sprayed out like an arrow.
The driver hurriedly covered his wound, desperately trying to survive. His right hand swiftly reached for his waist and pulled out a desert-colored Glock 19X pistol.
Gu Ji tumbled into the car's center console, his rear end hitting the air vent.
He saw the gun.
