"Interesting." The woman held out her hands and her face turned into a cat again. Another blast of air gathered, the SUV floated up and landed on the ground on its wheels.
The four of them used to be well seated in the SUV, now some were still inside but others had fallen off. Zhang Hua's thigh was pierced by an iron wire and was bleeding, Sun Haoran was hit in the chest and could barely breath, Qian Shujun was in the driver's seat, two pieces of glass had ripped into his shoulder and he was almost dying.
Su Bai was sitting on the ground, his clothes dirty with blood. He looked quite embarrassed.
Yes, embarrassed.
He had the same idea with Sun Haoran until those three people walked out. However, the fact had taught him a lesson in the hardest way.
Those people didn't need to be saved at all. On the contrary, they were enjoying themselves.
