!! Vodka hurriedly steadied the steering wheel again, barely pulling away from the bus to avoid slamming into it and dying on the spot.
Just then, there was a crisp crash—the rear window of his car was smashed open by a Window Breaker, and a figure skillfully squeezed in through the not-so-spacious opening.
Vodka saw who it was and froze: Irish? How had this guy fallen from the sky?
...Oh, right. He had been so focused on Uzo just now that he had actually forgotten Irish was also on that bus hijacked by criminals.
"So why did this guy jump onto my car?" Vodka looked utterly bewildered. "Is he tired of living and trying to kill himself? Or did he come to share my hardships?... Is our alliance really that solid?"
"No, I remember the news saying there might be bombs on that bus too. Could it be..." Once he figured that out, Irish's actions suddenly made sense. "Could he think I came to pick him up, so he jumped onto my car?"
Vodka looked at the fellow sufferer in the back seat. He suddenly wanted to laugh, but when he considered his own situation, he could not.
But soon, inspiration struck him, and he realized this seemed like an excellent opportunity.
—As he remembered, Irish was a decent driver too. If he could get this guy to drive for him, then he could take the chance to climb onto the bus and cling to Jiang Xia's thigh... the crisis might just be over!
Just as he was thinking that, Irish in the back seat spoke. "I really have to thank you this time."
"..." Vodka waved a hand calmly. "It was nothing."
While putting on the appearance of a good ally, he rapidly turned his brain over, considering how