"Yes, a relatively well-known symbiotic type..."
Before Song Yarong could finish speaking, Sun Hang suddenly felt a malicious gaze pierce through the vehicle's shell and settle on him. At the same time, a not particularly intense sense of danger surged up within him.
"Get down," Sun Hang said. At the same time, mycelium rapidly spread out, forming an all-around barrier in front of him.
"Huh?" Song Yarong froze for a moment, completely failing to understand what Sun Hang had said.
Just then, a light off-road vehicle bearing military plates drove past them from the opposite direction. At the instant the two vehicles passed each other, the muzzles of two assault rifles suddenly emerged from the off-road vehicle's windows and unleashed a fierce barrage at the van Sun Hang and the others were riding in!
As an official vehicle intended for city use, the van had not been fitted with protective steel plating. The bullets instantly punched through its body. Song Yarong let out a muffled groan and collapsed onto her seat.
Her protective suit was only half on, its zipper pulled down to her waist. Her upper body was covered by nothing but close-fitting underwear and a thin T-shirt, offering no protection whatsoever.
Blood continuously welled from her chest, spreading a large dark-red stain across her clothes.
Fortunately, the driver in front had not been hit anywhere vital. Bullets had torn through his arm and shoulder, and although blood poured from the wounds, he still endured the agony and slammed on the brakes. The piercing shriek of tires scraping against the road instantly echoed through the entire block.
The moment the attack began, Ye Jiu smashed through the roof of the compartment, leaped straight onto the road, and took off after the off-road vehicle.
Sun Hang, meanwhile, used mycelium to