With a sharp gaze, Mirai gripped the steering wheel and fought to steady the car, gradually bringing it back onto the main road.
Suddenly, a bullet punched through the door and grazed his dark thigh, tearing into the flesh.
Blood instantly stained his trousers red.
Mirai gritted his teeth and kept a firm grip on the wheel, as though such a "minor injury" was nothing worth mentioning.
A dozen seconds later, Shadow flashed back into the car. She was already slightly out of breath.
The attacks in the jungle really seemed to have exhausted her.
Was a tire leaking? Shadow noticed something wrong with the car.
"One burst tire is enough," Mirai said gravely.
"We're almost out of this forest. I don't know if I can hold out," Shadow said. "The other commander is vicious. He timed the forest ambush perfectly!"
"No kidding. We're up against Blue!" Mirai said heatedly.
Just then, another muffled bang rang out, and the front right tire finally gave out. Talk about tempting fate.
The car screeched as it scraped along, skidding forward in a trail of sparks!
"Fuck! This junk heap is useless! When I have money, I'm buying something bulletproof!" Mirai cursed. "Don't worry about me. I can handle this. Go help No. 85! He's got the tougher fight!"
"I know. They're all using high-tech weapons," Shadow cut in.
"Then go!"
"Be careful, boss!" Shadow said. "I'll take care of this and come right back."
As she spoke, Shadow hurled her beacon forward. A few seconds later, she vanished from Mo Ran's sight again...
Meanwhile, the car was slowing down. Mirai moved into the passenger seat, took out a package, and slung it over himself. When the moment was right, he opened the door and headed straight into the woods.
Mirai had only