Time ticked by, second by second. The Hui Teng's speed had already exceeded 300 kilometers per hour.
But Xia Liang had no intention of slowing down. The entire road was a straight line; once cleared, all he had to do was accelerate. This was a pure contest of speed.
Either the car would arrive first, or the bomb would explode first. His right foot had already stomped the accelerator to the floor, almost pressing it into the fuel tank.
At this moment, the slightest mistake would instantly throw the car off balance. Perfectly stable? Only in dreams.
36... 35... 34...
"Xia Liang! All personnel and ships near Tianya have been evacuated. How much longer until you arrive?" Yun Long's voice crackled through the intercom.
"I'll be there before the explosion, of course."
Xia Liang knew how much pressure Yun Long was under. As the head of the Qingyun City Defense Bureau, if this situation wasn't handled properly, his future would be bleak.
"Are you really sure?"
