After the man who fell on the car disappeared,
the gunfire in City 10 also stopped at some point.
There was no heavy firepower, just ordinary automatic rifles. However, it was unclear who the shooters were. The sporadic bursts from the automatic rifle had pinned down Qing's family's convoy, preventing them from raising their heads.
Qing Wen sat in the only bulletproof car with a livid face.
In his view, his own convoy was on its way home when a car accident blocked the way ahead, followed by someone suppressing them with gunfire.
It was clearly a premeditated ambush.
Qing Wen said coldly, "I don't know which brother from the Qing Clan chose to strike at me in the capital territory of City 10, discarding the Qing's family's face. Qing Xing? No, this person only knows how to hide and play small tricks. Qing Yi? No, his supporters have left City 10. Qing Yuan, Qing Wu? Or could it be Qing Shi's father? Possible."
