Chapitre 392: Vigilante

In a fraction of a minute, Zoey clenched her teeth as her grip on the steering wheel tightened, pushing her back against the seat while stepping on the pedal harder. 

The next second, her car barged inside the warehouse, causing a strong impact on her as they did so. Zoey held onto the steering wheel, trying to maintain its stability despite losing control over it. 

Their car wobbled, crashing onto the old equipment inside. "Ahh!!" Ivan grunted, trying to fight off the gravity as the side where he was in, screeched, scraping against a huge machine. 

Surprisingly enough, two of the police mobiles followed them inside. Since Zoey crashed her way in, the vehicles that were on pursuit had an easy way in. 

Ivan realized that the warehouse was already abandoned. Aside from some old equipment left to rust and a few box trashes, there was not a sign of living habitat inside.