Yan Ze and Qin Yiling opened the car door and got out of the car. They looked at the destroyed bridge with solemn expressions.
Almost!
They were only fifty meters away from the bridge.
If the entire convoy had been on the bridge and they had not changed direction in time, then the entire team would have been blown into pieces along with the bridge.
His life was hanging by a thread!
The rest of the people saw that the commander and his wife had gotten out of the carriage, so they followed suit. Although they had escaped death, everyone's faces were still filled with fear.
Who wouldn't be afraid of death?
"Squeak squeak ~"
The little monkey jumped in front of Qin Yiling and Yan Ze. It bared its teeth and kept gesturing with its hands.
Qin Yiling's eyes darkened and she immediately took out the wooden warehouse.
"Brother Ze, there's an ambush!"