The helmeted motorcyclist suddenly saw someone dart out from the roadside and block his path.
He hurriedly gripped the motorcycle's handlebars with one hand, controlling it as it continued charging forward, while waving the machete in his other hand, intending to scare the man off.
Under normal circumstances, even if an ordinary person had stepped forward on impulse, the sight of that gleaming machete would definitely make them scramble out of the way.
Helping others in the face of injustice was indeed a virtue and deserved encouragement, but it was best done with one's own safety assured.
But to the criminal's surprise, the tall, lean man not only failed to move aside, but swiftly pulled a dark object from his waist, raised it toward the sky, and fired with a deafening bang!
This was...
A gun!
A real gun!
As the motorcycle rushed right up to the gunman, and the man leveled his arm with the dark muzzle aimed straight at him, the motorcyclist's head buzzed. The machete slipped from his hand in panic and clattered onto the street, while the hand that had been gripping the handlebars instinctively flew up.
The motorcycle immediately lost control and slammed sideways into a roadside tree...
Everything that had just happened took place in an instant. Before most people could even react, it was already over.
The two motorcycle criminals had been hit hard. Fortunately, both were wearing helmets. Otherwise, at that speed, they probably would have lost their lives here!
They probably had not expected that the helmets they had originally worn merely to hide their faces during robberies would now save their lives...
Wang Ye's cousin Xiaoxiao seemed to have only just understood what had happened. She had been dragged along the road for over sixty feet, and her arms