Hang Menglin's vehicle was parallel to Luo Ye Xingnong when they had already skewed a considerable distance apart. The instructor driving looked at Hang Menglin for instruction, "Chief Instructor, do we stop or keep going? Definitely can't turn left."
"Stop the car!" Hang Menglin got out of the car, gun in hand, and aimed at the two fleeing figures in the distance.
Xing Nong stumbled and caught sight of Hang Menglin's actions from the corner of his eye. He felt a chill, "Luoluo, she looks terrifying, looks like she's preparing to shoot at us. You don't think... she's using live ammo, do you?"
"Could she?" Luo Ye wondered aloud, then immediately pushed Xing Nong in front of himself, "You run ahead. I'm particularly sensitive to real bullets. If it's real, I'm sure I can dodge it."
