บท 117: Section 117: On the Brink of Crises (Fourth update, seeking recommendations!)

The face of the parachuting woman was covered, exposing only her blue eyes. As the car window went down, the woman didn't even look at Jin Xin; instead, it was the driver who furrowed his brows, asking peculiarly, "What do you want?"

Seeing their reaction, Jin Xin was rather relieved, "I noticed your car parked on the side of the road and thought you might need assistance."

The window of the second row went down.

Were there more than three people in the car?

Jin Xin instinctively looked in the direction of the lowered window, trying to discern exactly how many people were inside. His smile was kind and friendly, like an upstanding citizen genuinely invested in public welfare.

The smile suddenly froze on Jin Xin's face.

As the window went down, the first thing he saw wasn't the person in the vehicle, but the barrel of a gun!