The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Sean nodded and made a fish-taking-the-bait gesture at Zander.

Then, the two men exchanged the safes in their respective compartments without making any noise.

The two trucks set off and began their respective routes.

There was a wide road after leaving the city.

No one lived there, so the traffic was also scarce.

After driving for some distance, Sean, who was driving, saw a light in the distance.

As they drove closer to each other, the lights became more glaring.

Daniel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, complained.

“What the heck? Does the car in front of us know how to drive? Why use the high beam? It’s so bright. Are they not scared of blinding other drivers and crashing into them?”

“Here they come,” Sean said.

“Huh?” Daniel was confused. He had no idea what Sean was talking about.

Organization,” Sean

said that, Daniel’s and the other’s vision

way, all with

lights shone on the

slowing down,

saw this, “Gosh! Are these guys out of their minds? Are they going to crash into us? What’s wrong with

the front

“Daniel, sit tight.”

“Huh?”

and stepped hard

the roar of the engine, the truck hurtled

were thrown straight out on impact. Even their windows

dented, so

were not affected by the impact

opportunity to surround the truck and rammed it from different

at high speed, knocking the car in front of it

steered the truck and made a drift to avoid as many collisions

from side to side, but Sean’s excellent driving skills made

of them collided with each other