Heart-Stopping Moment

Charlize stared fixedly at the ever-nearing edge of death ahead, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow.

"Get ready..." Lin Yuan's voice suddenly rose sharply. "Three, two, one... now!"

With only ten meters left before the cliff, at that razor-thin moment between life and death, Charlize displayed astonishing reflexes.

Her left hand yanked the steering wheel all the way left while her right hand jerked up the handbrake with a click.

The entire movement flowed in one seamless motion, so fast it was nearly an afterimage.

The truck fishtailed violently at an almost impossible angle.

Its rear wheels completely lost traction, and the entire vehicle spun like a top.

At the critical moment, the front of the truck scraped past the cliff's edge, while more than half of its eight-meter-long rear end hung over the precipice.

Bang!

With a thunderous crash, the truck's chassis slammed against the edge of the cliff.

Sharp rocks ground against metal, sending brilliant sparks flying.

Like a seesaw, the entire truck precariously maintained its balance. Its front end tilted slightly upward while its rear hung over the hundred-meter abyss, swaying gently in the desert's hot wind.

Inside the cab, Charlize was pinned tightly to her seat by the seat belt.

A bead of sweat dripped from her chin, making a distinct tap in the silence.

She slowly turned her head and saw the dizzying abyss below through the side window.

Back at the filming camp, every crew member held their breath. The entire set had fallen deathly silent.

Charlize's breathtaking drift had left half the truck hanging in midair, stopping it solely through the friction of its chassis against the cliff edge. It was far beyond anything anyone had imagined.

But the danger had not passed:

Most of the truck's cargo compartment was hanging outside the