The last two vehicles of the team were left behind with the protection personnel, slowing down to intercept the bus.
...
Boom!
Crack!
Rumble...
The bus was being dragged by a rat's tail, charging wildly through the mountain forest, crashing into rocks and swerving trees along the way.
The towing service at Giant Food Mountain was very professional, having already wrecked the oil tank to drain it completely, preventing any fire from a collision.
At this point, the bus was being dragged swiftly through the forest!
In the bus, everyone was tossed around, disoriented, strapped to their seats by seatbelts, heads tilting as they fell into a coma.
Zhang Shan's phone fell to the ground, sliding under a seat, ringing but with no one answering.
Wang Yuanbao was also in a coma.
At this moment, in his dream, he was rushing into a cave, seeing the Ancient Immortal Master sprawled on the bed, sleeping soundly, snoring with bubbles of snot.
"Master!
"Your disciple is in trouble!
