The driver's mind was blank. He didn't know what he was thinking; he just desperately turned the steering wheel under the control of survival instincts. After a jolt, he really charged onto the sidewalk.
"What the hell!"
A few fearless pedestrians outside were knocked down all at once, but fortunately, the car wasn't fast enough to be lethal.
The other pedestrians who dodged in time cursed loudly.
"Your mom's dead, huh? In such a hurry to go home and pay respects?"
The drivers blocking the road also stared dumbfounded at this reckless madman.
If it were any other day, these people would be on Jotaro's dining table, but now he's not in the mood for that. Survival is the most important thing.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Though they were already on the sidewalk, the sound of motorcycle engines grew closer. Sazaki hurriedly leaned out the window and fired back.
But then he realized that it wasn't just one person chasing them, but a whole group.
