Because the spot where the two of them stood was blocked from the sedan by a minibus, Bai Xiaotian got out and led Minda and his wife away in a crouch. The two attackers did not spot them, so the third missile still targeted the sedan with only a little bit of its roof exposed. They thought the people were still inside.
By then, Bai Xiaotian had already darted into the bushes, holding a gun Chen Mo had handed him for self-defense. Minda and his wife followed behind Bai Xiaotian, stumbling as they half-crawled and half-ran into the brush.
Within seconds, the missile struck the sedan again, even blowing up the minibus beside it.
Feeling the combustion explosion behind them, Bai Xiaotian and the other two immediately threw themselves to the ground. Struggling to turn their heads, they saw that the sedan they had ridden in had been reduced to wreckage. All three felt a wave of relief.
Fortunately, they had run fast. Otherwise, they would have become fireballs by now, and probably would not have survived.
Smoke from the explosion spread throughout the entire Parking Lot. It not only blocked the view of everyone on Chen Mo's side, but also obscured the view of Kuma and his little-mustached men.
Therefore, the RPG operators stopped attacking and remained behind cover, waiting for the smoke and flames to clear before launching another attack.
For Chen Mo, however, this provided a different kind of concealment. When the sedan had just been blown up, he had already run to the far edge and taken cover behind a minibus dozens of meters away. He then took out a long gun—not a Sniper Rifle, but an ordinary rifle he had casually brought out.
The rifle's bullets had been prepared long ago. Once he took it