BANG... BANG BANG... CRUNCH...
Duan Yu, struggling to stay conscious, watched the old Audi sedan ahead. It lurched back and forth like a drunkard, ramming into the cars on either side a few times before it finally pulled out.
The scene suddenly reminded Duan Yu that Yan Feifan didn't even have a driver's license; he had never known how to drive.
But she also understood he was doing this to save her.
Otherwise, Yan Feifan could have just stayed safely hidden in the car.
Just as a wave of gratitude washed over Duan Yu, the Audi suddenly reversed and swerved sharply, its rear end slamming hard against the overturned General Motors van.
Immediately after, the engine let out a ROAR. The Audi, like an untamed stallion, charged straight for where Duan Yu was lying on the ground.
A "Holy shit!" escaped Duan Yu's lips.
