As soon as the car stopped, the engine had already stalled.
The slick-haired driver in a cobalt blue shirt couldn't start the vehicle no matter what he tried, and he couldn't even open the doors. The rising water began seeping in through the door gaps. To survive, they could only desperately bang on the windows, hoping to call for help from nearby people.
Gu Ji quickly took out the most expensive Stanley 8-in-1 rescue axe from the side pocket of his waterproof backpack.
He squeezed out through the car window and jumped into the rising water.
By this time, the water had already reached his waist, and he twisted his body, hurrying towards the vehicle.
The slick-haired driver, as if clutching at the last straw, pressed his palms together in the car and kept praying to Gu Ji, while inside sat a middle-aged Indian woman in a deep red robe, holding a child of about five or six years old.
"Please, sir! You must save us!"
