She doesn't want to die yet!
This was the first thought that crossed Xia Wanwan's mind. There were still many things she hadn't done yet. She still had the baby, hers and Xi Muchen's, in her belly. She absolutely wouldn't let herself die so easily!
Why should she get into Ne-yo's car so inexplicably, and then say goodbye to the world?
Xia Wanwan almost exerted all her energy and courage to maneuver around those cars. She even heard the sound of their car crashing consecutively into the vehicles surrounding them.
A clear gunshot rang in her ears, followed closely by the sound of a man's muffled groan.
"Ne-yo, you're... you're hurt!" Huo Qianqian's terrified voice sounded, and Xia Wanwan's heart sank.
"Just a minor injury."
Despite the man's calm and relaxed voice, Xia Wanwan could still feel his pain.
While she couldn't split her attention to look, she still sensed that the gunshots Ne-yo fired next to her were not as fast and fierce as before.
