"Screech—Bang—!" A car jolted out and crashed into a moving vehicle.
Aurelia Shaw was startled awake by the sudden braking; she had a psychological shadow over car disruptions.
Her cold, serene eyes snapped open, and Aurelia looked outside.
In the desert, a dozen cars emerged from nowhere, kicking up dust as they charged forward. The people in the cars brandished guns, firing intensely, as bullets whizzed past her ears.
Aurelia: "What's happening?"
Rocco Cooper: "Sis, we're under ambush! It's probably the group trying to capture Mason. Damn! I didn't go looking for them; they've delivered themselves here."
"Sis, stay in the car; don't go out." Rocco said this and then rushed out.
Aurelia glanced outside.
Chaos had already erupted outside.
The glass in front of Aurelia suddenly shattered, a bullet grazing her neck.
Aurelia raised her hand, touched her stinging neck, fingertip stained with a drop of red blood. Her cold, serene eyes lifted, looking at the crowd outside.
