Palm Attack (1)

"Someone is coming up!"

In a split second, Chen Yu's reaction was the fastest. His feet stomped on the ground, he somersaulted to the front of the car door, and locked the car.

Then, he rolled to the corner of the car and growled, "Don't talk, lie down."

Including the person in charge of the enrollment, all the passengers subconsciously listened to the command. They all lied on the ground, not daring to move.

Duan Ye staggered to his feet, moved to Chen Yu's side, and pulled out the revolver at his waist.

"Ah..."

"Wu wu..."

Two faint screams came from outside the passenger compartment.

Chen Yu and Duan Ye looked at each other. They guessed that the driver and the attendant outside the compartment were probably doomed...

Click...

The door handle was twisted. However, because the door lock was closed by Chen Yu, it could not be opened.

Everyone in the car subconsciously stopped breathing.