Chain of Accidents, the Vanished Puppet

The large truck plowed straight into a flower bed.

Luo Ping clutched his heart. "Oof, did this truck fail to meet its business quota this year? Is it trying to send me off to be reincarnated in another world?"

Huang Bei's face darkened, though he had been startled as well. After all, such a massive truck had just come charging at them.

Anyone would have been afraid.

Though they were Contract Anomalists, they could still be hurt when they were not using their abilities.

Huang Bei looked into the cab and saw that the driver had already passed out from the tremendous impact.

He jumped up into the cab, opened the door, and called out, "Hey, wake up."

He unfastened the man's seat belt and tried to pull him out, but the lower half of his body seemed to be trapped. Huang Bei tugged a few times without budging him.

Fearing that forcibly pulling him out would cause even worse injuries, he stopped.

Seeing this, Luo Ping had originally intended to go over and help.

But then his ears twitched.

He seemed to hear something snapping.

With a crack behind him—

A massive tree toppled toward his head.

Boom!

Luo Ping was crushed beneath the tree.

Not far away, the passersby who witnessed everything were stunned senseless.

Only then did they realize something had happened, and they hurried over.

"There's been a car accident! The driver seems to be trapped inside!"

"Call the police! Get an ambulance!"

"Oh my god, that person got hit by a huge tree!"

"He's terribly unlucky, isn't he?"

"Is he still alive?"

"With a tree that big hitting him in the head, I'd say his chances don't look good."

Luo Ping rubbed his head and pushed the tree off himself with one hand, hissing in