Soon, Chen Shouyi saw a large number of shadows emerging from the distance, rushing towards them, the ground rumbling with the sound. Although there were only a few dozen Barbarians, they had the momentum of a thousand-horse army.
Compared to the Barbarians' astonishing speed, the convoy's sixty to seventy yards a minute felt like a snail's pace.
The Shell Lady, hearing the commotion, seemed restless, cautiously poking her head out from her hiding place but quickly retreated in fear. Fortunately, everyone was fully focused, deeply engrossed, and didn't notice her.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a black short spear, as thick as an arm, came whistling in and landed just a few meters away from their truck, embedding deep into the concrete road, buzzing and vibrating fiercely!
Chen Shouyi's heart tightened.
