Chen Hu returned home on leave, originally intending to pick up his beloved sister whom he hadn't seen in a long time, but instead he encountered this incident.
Military regulations prohibited him from taking excessive action.
Otherwise, those few pieces of trash would have been lying on the ground long ago.
Now, he was afraid that he might hurt the girl, so he could only closely follow, not giving the opponent time to do anything.
Suddenly, Chen Hu's hair stood on end.
A cold and scorching aura enveloped his entire body.
Two completely opposing energies spread throughout his senses, as if living in a midsummer during the dead of winter, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Along with it came an aura of death.
Ordinary people might not feel this aura, but for Chen Hu, it was all too familiar.
A flash of light, and the van seemed to hit a concrete wall.
With a loud bang, the van had already stopped.