"Hiss!"
The greedy look in Zhou Xiao's eyes, which was focused on Chu Ling, instantly turned into terror. Countless bright white lights exploded before him, turning his vision into a sheer whiteness. His first reaction was to control the threads in the air to start cutting—
Gu Shen extended his five fingers.
The light began to advance in the last car, burning intensely toward the final destination at an extremely "slow" speed. In about ten seconds, the threads in the entire car shattered, and the darkness was completely incinerated.
Lying on the ground, Yan Li felt a long-lost warmth. He opened his eyes, staring in astonishment at the "firelight" ignited before him.
There were never any blood clots scattered all over.
Three young prison staff members stood beside Gu Shen in the light, their expressions complex.
