Yang Yushi found Song Xiaodong's laughter somewhat inexplicable. How could she know that when Song Xiaodong said he wasn't clear now, it didn't mean he'd regressed, but rather that over the past year or so, his abilities had greatly improved. He had also acquired this Perception Ability, making him far more confident when handling guns. The issue was no longer about accuracy within thirty meters; it had improved significantly.

"Someone's catching up," Song Xiaodong suddenly said in a deep voice.

Yang Yushi quickly turned her head to look back and saw several pickup trucks speeding towards them. Even though they were still quite far away, she could see the guns mounted at the back of those vehicles.

Yang Yushi couldn't help but say in panic, "Are they after us?"

Song Xiaodong said, "They definitely are. They must be accomplices of the people from earlier. Sit tight."

Yang Yushi was already wearing her safety belt, and she hurriedly grabbed the handle on the right side car door. Then she felt the car suddenly accelerate, pressing her heavily against the seat back.

With her other hand, she tightly gripped the gun in her hand, suddenly feeling like she was also a soldier now, a warrior, ready to be put to the test today.

With Song Xiaodong's acceleration, the distance that had just closed up widened again immediately.

"Rat-tat-tat..." The sound of a machine gun suddenly erupted.

"They're shooting," Yang Yushi's face turned a bit pale.

Song Xiaodong said, "No worries, they're too far away for their guns to be a threat."

Looking at Song Xiaodong's assured expression, Yang Yushi's heart relaxed considerably, and she turned her head to keep watching those cars.

These pickup trucks, while having decent power, still had limited top speed. Moreover, the highway wasn't in good condition, which made Yang Yushi feel terribly uncomfortable, as if the food she ate earlier was stuck in her throat and could come up any moment.

"Xiaodong, I... I..." Yang Yushi wanted Song Xiaodong to massage her, but when the words reached her lips, she couldn't say them. Firstly, because her stomach was churning, and secondly, she was afraid of distracting Song Xiaodong from driving.

Song Xiaodong's hand, however, reached directly over and pressed down on her abdomen, while his other hand gripped the steering wheel.

"Boom!" There was a large pit in the road, and Song Xiaodong couldn't avoid it, so he drove right through, causing the car to bump violently.

"Oh..." Yang Yushi let out a strange noise.

Song Xiaodong immediately realized his hand had landed on something soft, knowing he'd gotten off track, and said, "I didn't mean to."

"I know, it's fine." Yang Yushi's face flushed as she tossed her hair and pretended to be calm. Even though the two had been sharing a bed for the past couple of nights, nothing like this had happened before. The area was still too sensitive for her, so she wasn't as nonchalant as she appeared.

"Feeling better?" After a while, Song Xiaodong asked again.

"Much better, just focus on driving."

Song Xiaodong withdrew his hand and continued racing ahead of the pursuing vehicles. Every bit of distance they could cover brought them closer to leaving this country.

"Not good, there's no road ahead," Song Xiaodong suddenly called out loudly.

Yang Yushi also noticed a large crater ahead, likely caused by a bomb.

"Get down!" Song Xiaodong grabbed Yang Yushi's arm.

Without thinking, Yang Yushi followed Song Xiaodong's pull and lay across, her head resting on Song Xiaodong's leg.

Song Xiaodong wrapped an arm around Yang Yushi's head, while his other hand sharply turned the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve off the road.

Beside the road was a field, but at this moment, there were many tire tracks, and the ground was soft, so the car couldn't gain speed.

The cars behind quickly closed the gap, firing bullets crazily at Song Xiaodong's car.

The sound of bullets striking the car was dense like popping beans, and the rear glass of the cabin quickly shattered.

Bullets also pierced into the car, smashing the front windshield.

Despite having good mental resilience, Yang Yushi couldn't help but scream at this point.

Song Xiaodong turned sideways as well; in such circumstances, sitting steady would mean courting death.

Though he turned, his hands kept turning the steering wheel, making his car advance in an S-curve pattern, significantly lowering the opponent's accuracy.

However, the downside was that moving in an S-curve pattern slowed the speed further, allowing the vehicles behind, which were moving in a straight line, to get closer. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before they would have been caught.

"Yushi, you come drive."

"I can't, I can't!" Yang Yushi instinctively refused.

"Just drive, don't worry about the direction. It's all flat ground here," Song Xiaodong said again, and he was already shifting to the back.

Yang Yushi, herself not knowing how, was suddenly in the driver's seat. Unable to hesitate, she pressed hard on the gas pedal, leaning forward a bit, gripping the steering wheel, moving left and right without caring where the car went.

Grabbing a gun, Song Xiaodong sensed the direction of the car, waited until the right angle, and pushed open the rear door. At this angle, the car tail blocked the opponent's bullets.

But as the car changed direction again, Song Xiaodong pulled the trigger and quickly ducked his head back. Several bullets immediately hit the car door before he could close it. If he was a bit slower, he would have been hit.

The first car behind suddenly veered, swerving to the side as the driver was taken out by a single shot from Song Xiaodong.

Using the same method, Song Xiaodong took out the second car.

But as he attempted to do the same again, his own vehicle suddenly violently shook.

Song Xiaodong immediately knew something was wrong; this was a situation of the tires getting hit. On the highway, a blown tire could hold for a while, but on such soft ground, a blown tire rendered the car useless.

"Something's wrong with the car," Yang Yushi shouted from the front.

"The tire blew, we'll have to abandon the car," Song Xiaodong shouted loudly.

"Okay!" Yang Yushi replied briskly, having no other choice.

Song Xiaodong quickly moved to the front, lay atop Yang Yushi, grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, and sharply turned it to the right. The vehicle veered towards the highway, and though its speed was decreasing, they managed to reach the roadside and then came to a halt.

The remaining two pursuit vehicles quickly rushed over, firing wildly at Song Xiaodong's car, riddling it with bullets like a sieve.

The people in the vehicles jumped out and cautiously approached the car, but upon opening the door, found it vacant.

"Damn it, they escaped!" one guy cursed loudly.

"Tat-tat!" With a few gunshots, those people immediately fired back furiously in the direction of the sound.

"Chase, they're over there!" the leader shouted.

The group hurried back to their vehicles to give chase, only to quickly discover, "Boss, the tires are wrecked."

"Damn it! Everyone, pursue on foot! Don't let them escape!"

Song Xiaodong's marksmanship was excellent, but with some fifteen or sixteen people in those two cars, the opposition was clearly prepared. It was simply impossible for him to take them all out directly.

So the best strategy now was to disable their vehicles; they'd have to chase on foot then. As long as they maintained a certain distance, Song Xiaodong had a good chance to gradually whittle them down and finally eliminate them all, avoiding putting himself and Yang Yushi in danger.

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