C76 Obstacle

A car whizzed by Zhang Bufan, kicking up a spray of water from the ground. He narrowly avoided a soaking, thanks to his quick reflexes—if he hadn't dodged, his clothes would surely be drenched.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed a few drops of fresh blood on the rear of the taxi. It was clear the blood was recent, now mingling with the puddles on the pavement to form a pinkish liquid