After a while, the girl finally slowly regained consciousness.
"Yo, you're awake?"
Looking at the girl sitting in the passenger seat, Fang Zheng greeted her with a smile. The girl frowned and looked around in confusion.
"I'm..."
"You were being chased by a bunch of masked mobsters, and then I rescued you. Remember?"
"I... I remember now."
"That's good. By the way, who were those people chasing you? That's a little too distinctive an outfit for the mafia, isn't it?"
"They weren't mobsters."
At Fang Zheng's question, the girl's expression immediately turned solemn.
"They were members of a cult organization called the Black Sanctuary."
"I see. Cultists. No wonder they were all dressed so strangely..."
Fang Zheng shrugged and curled his lip. Besides, Black Sanctuary was an awful name. Wouldn't Black Chapter or Black Bible have sounded better?
"So, miss, where are you planning to go next? I can give you a ride if it's on the way, but this is my first time here, so I'm not familiar with the roads. Please bear with me."
"I..."
Hearing Fang Zheng's question, the purple-haired girl fell silent for a moment. Just as she was about to speak, another burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.
"Damn it, they really don't know when to quit."
Fang Zheng turned around and saw the masked men catching up in their cars. However, unlike cars from later eras, vehicles of this age were all two-seaters like sports cars. Thus, one person drove while the other held firearms and sprayed bullets at Fang Zheng.
A gunfight of this level naturally meant nothing to Fang Zheng. He sharply spun the wheel, immediately changing direction to evade their attack. Then he reached into his clothes, pulled out a grenade, and tossed it backward without looking. The next instant, with