At that moment, the pilot of the lead fighter jet was mocking Zhao Rong's group as he flew. "You guys, in that piece of junk flying car, think you can catch up to my fighter jet? You must be daydreaming…" As he spoke, the pilot burst into laughter.
However, before he could finish laughing, he suddenly saw a flying car materialize right next to his jet. The pilot froze, staring at the vehicle. Did another flying car just show up? This can't be that kid's… its speed could never match my fighter jet…
Before the pilot could finish his thought, Zhao Rong's voice boomed from the flying car's external speaker, "Young man, your time is up! Surrender now!"
Hearing the warning, the pilot turned pale with shock and sputtered in disbelief, "How did you guys, in that piece of junk, manage to catch up to my fighter jet?"
From the back seat, Xuelian immediately took out an air-to-air missile launcher, aimed it at the adjacent jet, and said, "Die, you scoundrel!"
