Just as they were about to speak and ask Shi Miao who had asked for help, the car chasing them crashed heavily into their vehicle with a loud bang.
The violent impact nearly sent the car flying.
Although Manager Zhen was wearing a seatbelt, the violent impact and the lack of any warning caused his forehead to slam hard against the front seat, making him wince in pain.
Shi Miao's phone slipped from her hand and fell under the passenger seat.
The bulletproof window in the back seat was already shattered, and shards of glass flew in, brushing past her hair and embedding themselves in the back of the front seat.
In this situation, she didn't even have time to grab her phone. She glanced at the car behind her that was about to crash into her again and simply said, "Speed up!"
"Yes." The driver shook his head, which was still reeling from the impact, steadied the steering wheel, gritted his teeth, and slammed on the accelerator, pushing the car to its maximum speed once again.
At this point, the bulletproof vehicle was already riddled with holes and could be wrecked at any moment by the car chasing closely behind, and the bullets fired by the other side were also endless.
Shi Miao frowned, turned to look at Manager Zhen, who was rubbing his head beside him, and asked, "Do you have a gun?"
Manager Zhen stopped what he was doing and nodded subconsciously, "Yes."
The next second, realizing what Shi Miao was about to do, he quickly advised, "No, Miss, that's too dangerous!"
Shi Miao glanced again at the car that was still hot on their heels. His face was expressionless, but his calmness was terrifying. He said in a deep voice, "If this continues, the people who are supposed to pick us up will not arrive before we all die here."
While keeping a watchful eye on the vehicles behind her, she stretched out her hand to Manager Zhen, "Don't hesitate, give it to me now!"
Thinking of Shi Miao's superb marksmanship, Manager Zhen gritted his teeth, disregarded everything else, and directly pulled a pistol from his bag and handed it to her.
Shi Miao quickly took the pistol, twirled it between her fingers, and then stood up and nimbly climbed into the passenger seat.
She stared at the rearview mirror, slowly rolling down the window while observing the situation of the cars behind her.
With a slight shift in his gaze, he seized the moment just as the shooter was about to peek out again, extended his right hand holding the gun, pulled the trigger, and fired a shot with a backhand.
The bullet, once it left her gun, seemed to instantly transform into a living thing piercing through the void, ignoring any resistance or difficulty, and struck the gunman squarely in the center of his forehead, killing him instantly.
Manager Zhen didn't dare to breathe loudly the whole time, his forehead constantly beaded with sweat, fearing that something might happen to Shi Miao.
When they saw her effortlessly eliminate the enemy's marksman, they were utterly astonished.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that someone could actually achieve such incredible precision under such extreme danger.
That's fucking amazing!
If they weren't in such a dangerous situation, he would have loved to stand up and applaud her.
Fortunately, without the shooter, their danger was reduced by more than half, and they were able to catch their breath.
The driver breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had escaped a disaster. His eyes fixed on the road ahead, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss, you're amazing!"
"Keep going, don't let your guard down, it's not over yet," Shi Miao said, rolling up the car window again.
"Yes!" The driver nodded and sat up straight again.
Shi Miao glanced at the car chasing them through the rearview mirror. Perhaps because of the recent incident, the car had been caught off guard and its speed had noticeably decreased, giving them the opportunity to increase the distance between them.
She looked away, and only then did she have time to pull her dropped phone from under the seat.
The lit screen showed more than a dozen missed calls from Ji Yanchen.
Upon seeing this, Shi Miao unlocked her phone and immediately called Ji Yanchen back.
The phone was answered after only two rings.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?!" A man's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
Shi Miao's expression softened considerably as she explained in a low voice, "I'm not injured. My phone accidentally fell under the seat, and I just picked it up."
After confirming that Shi Miao was alright, Ji Yanchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "We're almost there. What's the situation on your end?"
While observing the pursuing vehicles behind them, Shi Miao said, "I just took out their gunner. I can hold out for a while longer. I should be fine."
After explaining their respective situations, the two hung up the phone.
Shi Miao put away her phone and then said to Manager Zhen and the others, "It's alright, the people who are supposed to meet us will be here soon."
"I wonder who Miss sent to meet us?" Manager Zhen asked with some curiosity.
Logically speaking, since the young lady had only recently returned to M continent and had grown up in China, it was impossible for her to have any connections here.
Moreover, the fact that the person who was supposed to meet them arrived so quickly suggests that they must be someone of considerable importance.
Shi Miao raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and decided not to hide it, since she would see him again when signing the contract later, so she said, "A member of the King organization."
"What?!" Manager Zhen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, his brows furrowed with disbelief. He even doubted whether he had misheard and asked Shi Miao for confirmation, "You mean the King organization?"
He paused for a moment, then said, "The King organization that we're about to sign a contract with?!"
Shi Miao nodded, "Yes."
Manager Zhen's expression was somewhat complicated. He knew that Shi Miao wouldn't make such a silly joke, so he must really know people from the King organization.
No wonder neither the family head nor she was flustered about this assessment task; it turns out they had someone inside.
...
at the same time.
The pursuing vehicles clearly hadn't expected the shooter to be shot in the head.
The man in the driver's seat glanced at his dead companion beside him, cursed under his breath, his eyes growing increasingly fierce, and floored the accelerator again to continue the chase.
A few minutes later, the car Shi Miao was in was hit again.
By the time the driver managed to keep the car steady and avoid being knocked off the highway guardrail, the cars chasing them had already cut in front of them, completely blocking the road.
Seeing this, the driver slapped the steering wheel in frustration and had to step on the brakes.
He glanced at the three burly men in black with guns who came down through the door. His eyelids twitched. The men exuded a strong murderous aura, clearly indicating that they came from a professional assassin group.
"Young Miss, what should we do?"
Perhaps because he was shocked by the scene of Shi Miao taking down the enemy shooter, the driver now clearly regarded Shi Miao as his pillar of support and subconsciously asked her about her.
Shi Miao glanced at the message on her phone, a slight smile playing on her lips. She remained completely calm and simply said, "It's here."
Before Manager Zhen and the driver could react to what she meant, the next second, they heard the buzzing sound of a helicopter approaching from afar.
Immediately afterwards, a bullet pierced the air and whizzed into the forehead of the man leading the way.
Before he could even react, he collapsed to the ground, and his two remaining companions were also killed instantly.
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