From the Abyss of Stars Part 1

062. Nomi, the Civilized and Friendly Citizen Who Follows Traffic Rules

062. Nomi, the Civilized and Friendly Citizen Who Follows Traffic Rules

When the roaring car burst into the tent, its wild power and speed made it clear that any flesh and blood before this 380-horsepower diesel engine was as futile as an ant trying to stop a car.

Swish—

Zhu Baiya tilted his head, his skull's sides opening cooling fins, his artificial eyes focusing into red dots, and his body twisting bizarrely.

Plugin activation—[White Horse Passing Prime]

His body erupted with astonishing speed, time seemingly slowed by hundreds of times, and he lightly dodged the car's front, single-handedly lifting the Calamity Armament boy.

The next moment, he seemed to teleport to the driver's seat, raising a heavy pistol, aiming at the surprised Nomi, and pulling the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Bullets shattered the bulletproof glass into a web of cracks. Nomi made a face, sticking out her tongue proudly:

"Bleh—"

The car's front crashed into the back of the tent, tearing through the curtains. No matter how the White Fang gang shot at her, she simply floored the gas pedal and sped away.

"What the hell are you standing around for? Chase her down!"

Zhu Baiya cursed, urging his men to drive after her, feeling incredibly frustrated.

Of all times, this had to happen during the Cannibal's inspection, undermining his authority. If he appeared weak, how could he negotiate future deals with the Cannibal?

As for the girl claiming to be Rose Army... Zhu Baiya didn't doubt it.

—As rebels, they probably did have such well-armored vehicles. It wasn't necessarily a lie.

If she truly was Rose Army, even more reason not to let her go.

If the Rose Army couldn't defeat regular forces, they'd surely target gangs like theirs to make a name, attracting more outer landers to join.

"Yaa-hoo! So this is what it feels like to crush with superior gear, feels awesome! Your Grandpa Nomi is outta here, suckers!"

Nomi was somewhat exhilarated, bouncing around in the driver's seat.

Meanwhile, Yavanna, tied in the back seat, was suffering from the bumpy ride, feeling extremely dizzy despite her training.

"Slow... down..." Yavanna was nauseous.

"Tsk, tsk, can't handle it?" Nomi sneered.

"I didn't fasten my seatbelt—"

Before Yavanna finished, Nomi made a sharp turn, crashing into a pursuing White Fang vehicle.

Boom!

The driver of the other vehicle was clearly unprepared, the headlights shattered, and he struggled to keep the car from flipping.

Yavanna was thrown, hitting the car door.

"Ugh—" Yavanna groaned, her voice drowned out by Nomi's wild laughter:

"Hahahaha! This car's got 380 horsepower, you dare mess with me?!"

Nomi gripped the steering wheel tightly. Under the car's desperate armor and horsepower, the White Fang vehicle was forcefully pushed and flipped, one gun-wielding man was thrown out before he could react.

Before he could recover from the pain of broken bones, he looked up, the last thing he saw being the blood-stained, mud-covered tires.

Splat!