Chapter 167 Nine and a Half Are All Taking Advantage of Someone's Downfall

Inside the car, a woman in the back seat looked at Uncle Li, the weathered man in the driver's seat: "Uncle Li, wake up! Think of your son! He's so young. If you're gone, how will he live?"

Uncle Li, who was in the driver's seat, had most of his head covered in bright red blood, and there was a hailstone the size of a grapefruit on his leg.

Uncle Li opened his eyes groggily, but could not see anything. He heard some sounds, but could not understand them. He could only hear the words "son".

Yes, he still has a son, he still has a fever, and he is waiting for me to bring back fever-reducing medicine. He can't die!

However, no matter how much he struggled, his mind seemed to be slowly fading away.

I'm so sleepy.

"Uncle Li, we can't hold on much longer! Drive quickly, drive into the house next door, and we'll be safe!"

The houses next door, though only a few meters away, seem like an insurmountable chasm—visible but unreachable.

Just then, they heard the sound of a car moving smoothly.

Driving?

In this kind of weather and on this kind of road, is it still possible to drive smoothly?

One of the women in the back seat turned around and glanced back, then exclaimed in slight shock, "It's...it's those people from yesterday..."

She recognized the pickup truck.

The other two people in the back seat also turned around, and what they saw shocked them.

Why didn't the hailstones hit the car? And how did the hailstones automatically get swept aside wherever the car passed?

Superpowers!

He's a powerful superhuman!

The woman, in her early twenties, pleaded for help: "Sir, please save us, I beg you..."

The older woman next to her was shocked and scolded, "Are you crazy! You..."

She didn't say it aloud, afraid that those people would overhear her.

But the unspoken words were understood by everyone in the car.

Asking humans for help? That's practically suicide. Nine and a half out of ten humans would kick you when you're down, and the other half would just stand by and watch.

"We can't hold on!"

Finally, the light of the supernatural power dissipated one after another, and everyone heard a 'bang' as a large chunk of hail fell onto the hood of the car, creating a huge dent, before rolling to the ground.

The man in the passenger seat quickly sat on Uncle Li's lap and stepped on the gas pedal, but he couldn't move at all. The road was full of hail and roadblocks, making it impossible to move an inch.

Just then, he saw another hailstone fall through the car window. He quickly tried to get to the back seat, but he was too slow.

Huge hailstones fell on his legs, causing the man to cry out in pain. The others quickly pulled him to the back seat, their eyes filled with the same despair.

Two more thuds followed as hailstones landed on the car roof.

Looking at the dented roof of the car, everyone knew that the car wouldn't be able to withstand much more damage.

Just then, they saw a hailstone falling from the windshield of the car in front of them, which stopped in mid-air.

No, it's not still, but hailstones falling onto a thin film.

This thin film...

They quickly turned around and saw that the car had somehow gotten right behind theirs.

Through several layers of glass, one could vaguely see a handsome young man sitting in the driver's seat, and a very beautiful young woman in the passenger seat, holding a cup of milk tea with an indifferent gaze.

For some reason, they only glanced at her and immediately felt that the leader of this squad must be this beautiful woman!

The young woman who had just cried for help realized what was happening and thanked them, saying, "Thank you, sir! Thank you for saving us! Thank you!"

Her words made the other three realize what was happening, and they quickly thanked her.

The car pulled up alongside them, and the rear window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.