Chapter 115 Escape

"You don't have to say it, I can see it!"

Lucius bellowed and suddenly pulled a pistol out of his arms.

He pulled me down on the seat with his arms while he shot me straight out the window.

I lay on the seat with my head in my arms, resting on Lucius's lap.

And just then the sound of gunfire and broken glass, the whirring of the wind outside, and the sound of the car engine came into my ears.

I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, and a warm, greasy liquid gushed out and was instantly cooled by the wind.

I raised my hand to touch it, and the palm was immediately stained red, which should have been scratched by glass fragments.

"Damn it! Their car is bulletproof!"

"So what?"

As soon as I said that, Lucius turned the car around, hit the gas and sped our car over.

Our car is absolutely no match for it, just bumping into each other a few times, and the front fuel tank cap is already significantly deformed and warped.