Just by looking at the body, it was clear that the motorcycle's equipment and value were top-notch, definitely not any cheaper than the batch they had encountered on the highway before!
Where on earth did they get so much money from! And where did they find so many people!
As the motorcycle chased ever closer, both riders had guns slung on their backs.
"Faster, faster!"
Song Lili urged, yet such urging was utterly meaningless...
The other side had military-grade mountain motorcycles with top configurations, and although their SUV was high-end and sturdy, it was a fact that it was battle-scarred.
Zhongli Wuzhi's skills were impressive; in such a critical situation, he managed to remain calm and composed without falling into disarray, which was already fortunate.
The sound of the motorcycles racing through the mountain got increasingly close, almost right behind their heads!
And just then, the SUV broke down and stopped working!
Smoke was billowing out from under the hood.
