Sticking to one's heart (1)

At this time, the car had already driven out of the wealthy District. The guards at the gate had long hidden far away when they saw the crazy competition between the cars and the sparks from the shots from the cars behind.

"Lower your body! Don't show your head!" Xia ruofei shouted.

Monica quickly shrank her body under the back of the seat, not even daring to breathe.

He swerved his car to avoid the bullets, but there were still bullets hitting the car from time to time. The rear windshield had long been shattered.

Through the rearview mirror, Xia ruofei could see that there were at least four cars following closely behind them. The distance between them was getting closer and closer. If this went on, those cars would catch up in no time.