At this moment, the car just happened to be driving through a deserted area, as the Ming family's villa was located in the suburbs of the capital, requiring one to pass through a secluded and uninhabited road.
A terrifying scene suddenly appeared before their eyes, a man dressed in black attire, wielding a strangely shaped ice blade, his face covered with a silver mask, was squatting on the hood of the car like an ominous harbinger of doom.
Because the man had landed on the hood, the impact was so great that the front of the car had already caved in, and the tremendous shock rendered the military officer who was driving unconscious.
Song Yuwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and gasp at this sight, wondering whether it was a human or a ghost.
"Stay in the car, don't get out until I tell you," Qin Han frowned and then gently patted Song Yuwei's shoulder as he spoke.