"Screech—"
The minibus had already traveled several meters when it abruptly slammed on the brakes.
The tires left behind a quick streak of black on the ground.
The jarring noise filled the car, causing the passengers to instinctively furrow their brows.
Finally coming to a halt, Zhang Chenglong glanced at Su Xuan with a puzzled look.
"What's going on? You told me to stop."
"What's the matter?"
"Why so serious—" Zhang Chenglong's words trailed off as he, too, followed Su Xuan's gaze towards a group of people not far away.
Su Xuan wore a grave expression.
Noticing his actions, Zhang Chenglong exchanged a glance with Feng and promptly veered the car to the side.
He flicked on the turn signal and parked it on the roadside in a designated spot.
The moment Su Xuan and the group had passed by the people who'd had the accident, several red dots suddenly appeared on Su Xuan's radar.