Jiang Siming and the rookie still had no idea that they were about to run into each other.
But the rookie had a habit of placing gas cans, Spike Traps, and other things near his camping spot.
That way, if someone drove past, his chances of getting a kill would increase dramatically.
This time was no exception. He had placed a Spike Trap in the middle of the highway from M City to Saint Martin.
He had even placed a gas can on top of it.
The blue zone was about to close in, but no one had come by yet. Disappointed, the rookie was getting ready to leave.
Just then, he saw a black shadow sweep through M City like the wind and race toward him.
The rookie was overjoyed. He immediately crouched beside his car, remaining perfectly still as he silently waited for Jiang Siming to take the bait.
Jiang Siming indeed received no warning, because the man hadn't pointed his gun at him. Naturally, Danger Sense gave him no alert.
By the time Jiang Siming spotted the gas can and the long black chain on the road, it was already too late.
The rookie had placed them at an extremely tricky angle, right around a bend. By the time Jiang Siming's motorcycle passed through, he had already seen them, but it was too late to turn around or brake.
All he could do was watch helplessly as his motorcycle ran over the spikes.
Screech!
The tire blew!
Gunfire rang out from beside him. The bullets didn't hit him—they struck the gas can instead.
The gas can exploded again!
Flames erupted into the sky.
Jiang Siming could only watch helplessly as he and his motorcycle plunged into the sea of fire. When he emerged, his whole body was