As the car door was opened, the people on the police cars on either side wanted to surround it, but unexpectedly, what first fell out was the body of a paramilitary police officer.
Just as they stepped forward to check, Huang Xiaojun had already flipped off the top of the car, supporting himself with one hand on the outer wall.
The speed was astonishing, leaving people dumbfounded.
The opponent was like a mouse, impossible to track.
After landing, Huang Xiaojun looked at the people inside a nearby pickup truck and sedan, without greeting them, but simply raised a hand, which spoke volumes.
These were all accomplices coming to assist!
At this moment, Huang Xiaojun's face was full of wild laughter as he dashed across the adjacent traffic lanes.
The traffic on both sides was heavy, and because of his speed, he was accidentally hit twice, with scratches and bruises, leaving his back and neck bloody.
Even so injured, it still couldn't stop his fleeing footsteps.
