Fan Xue couldn't walk anymore.
Qin Tian could only carry Fan Xue up the slope.
By the roadside, the taxi had burned down to a skeleton, but the two vans were still intact.
There were no keys for the vans, but this didn't bother Qin Tian. In a few quick moves, he started one of the vans, took Fan Xue with him, and sped forward.
According to what Fan Bing told Fan Xue, they were ambushed by assassins not far from where Qin Tian and Fan Xue were.
Qin Tian drove at a furious pace, and after a few miles, he indeed saw a van parked by the roadside, identical to the one he was driving.
This van was damaged and still smoking.
Qin Tian and Fan Xue looked around but didn't see Fan Bing's taxi.
"Sister Bing said they were ambushed by two vans and eight assassins, but there's only one van here, and we can't see Sister Bing's taxi either!"
Qin Tian got out of the car and cautiously searched around the roadside and the damaged van.
