"Screech!"
The ear-piercing sound of brakes tore through the night sky.
The exit of the tunnel was an uphill slope with poor visibility, so Chen Wei, who was driving, didn't notice it in advance.
But the moment he saw the headlights suddenly light up, he immediately reacted, tapping the brake pedal rapidly while sharply turning the steering wheel, barely avoiding the oncoming truck.
Sitting in the back seat, Qi Yun instinctively gripped the handle, his drunkenness dissipating more than halfway.
He turned his head sharply to look out the window. The truck they had narrowly missed also stopped at a slight distance behind them, but no one got out to check, which was peculiarly abnormal.
"Is everything okay?"
Chen Wei steadied the car, quickly turned around to ask, and his voice had a barely noticeable tremor.
If they had been half a second slower just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable, even making him break out in a cold sweat.
