Ye Qiu urgently changed lanes, almost crashing into a compact car that had just driven by in the other lane.
The other driver was so angry that he almost got out to fight with Ye Qiu, but upon seeing the extraordinary demeanor of Ye Qiu, he finally didn't dare to speak.
"Ye Qiu, what's wrong? Is there an enemy?"
Bai Lan, understanding Ye Qiu's vigilance, knew that if there wasn't any danger, Ye Qiu wouldn't have acted so strangely.
"There's a sniper," Ye Qiu said with a furrowed brow.
Currently, Ye Qiu's car was stuck at the pedestrian street, and the sniper, among numerous vehicles, could aim at him and almost hit him.
It was evident that this was an incredibly skilled sniper.
And now that the car was stuck here, Ye Qiu was essentially a sitting duck for the sniper, and his body couldn't withstand the bullets from a sniper rifle.
The urgent plan was to leave this dangerous place.
