Lin Xiangnan didn't know where he picked up a piece of concrete, which was the size of a basin, and the next moment, he quietly burst out of the shadow behind the bald head and smashed it directly.

The bald head was defenseless for a while, and his face was bleeding from being smashed by Lin Xiangnan, and the two people around him who were not very intelligent were only able to react, and when they wanted to fight back against Lin Xiangnan, this guy had slipped away dozens of meters away.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Thirteen said hurriedly, waving his hand.

The bald head was holding his head and screaming, and the four plagues lost the command of their master, and scurried around like headless flies, unable to threaten everyone at all.

"This guy is too vegetable!" Lin Xiangnan said, he didn't expect that a sneak attack on his whim would really work, and he himself was taken aback at the time.

"You still want him to be strong, you undercover agent!" Thirteen sneered mercilessly.

Rumble~

The structure of the bridge finally became unsupportable, and it completely collapsed into ruins.

Looking at the ruins less than a meter behind them, everyone suddenly felt infinitely emotional, if the speed was slower just now, it is estimated that they would have been buried alive at this time.

"This bald head...... It's so cold?" Chunjiang asked puzzled as he looked at the buried bald head.

This guy's appearance is quite handsome, and his handwriting is not small, and he blew up a bridge when he came up, but is this combat effectiveness too bad?

The previous Liang Zhao, who was scheming and calculating, played with everyone in the palm of his hand, lurked for many years, and even the association became his palm.

The second man in black, although he didn't look like a wise general, was also quite tricky, and even almost took his life for thirteen, if it wasn't for Chunjiang accidentally igniting the Origin Fire, everyone might really be wiped out in his hands at that time.

As for this last bald head...... Well...... He has a good hairstyle.

A ruin suddenly bulged, as if something was about to break out of the ground, everyone was taken aback, but they didn't expect this guy's vitality to be quite tenacious.

Countless motorcycles formed a column and pounced on everyone like a folding fan.

"Run! Run separately!" Lin Xiangnan's face changed instantly, this unlucky thing hasn't been played yet? Lao Tzu doesn't have cough syrup, you chase a fart!

The four of them immediately scattered, and split their heads in four directions, running between the narrow alleys and buildings, trying to get rid of the pursuit of the scar man.

However, the convoy in the rear turned a blind eye to the escape route of several people, and all rushed to the direction of Lin Xiangnan at once, ignoring the remaining three people at all.

"......Forehead" Thirteen, Chunjiang, and Hyacinth couldn't help but stop and looked at Lin Xiangnan with some sympathetic eyes, and Thirteen even waved his hand and gave him a farewell military salute.

"Amitabha, the donor is good for himself, and he will go home, Amen!"

"Your uncle!" Lin Xiangnan scolded while frantically using his night clothes, shuttling back and forth in the shadows between the tall buildings.

Although he was in hot pursuit, he did not panic, there were only two shadows in front of him, one was a wide road, and the street lights on it had not stopped working, Lin Xiangnan was confident that he could only fly to the end in a minute.

The second road is a building area, although there are not many shadows, but there is an external metal staircase leading to the roof.

Faced with almost the most important choice in life, Lin Xiangnan chose the latter directly without hesitation.

Although the first road looks very beautiful, and his night travel clothes can be like a fish in water, but this road is too spacious, it is already two o'clock in the morning, the rainstorm is still falling, and there is not even a car on the road.

The second road, although it leads to an unknown rooftop, is full of obstacles, such as garbage bins, battery cars, and cars, and there are obviously many residents in this building.

The most important thing is that if you ride one of my motorcycles, I don't believe you can go up the stairs! Otherwise, Old Mr. Newton's coffin board may not be able to hold it again.

After quickly analyzing the pros and cons of a layer, Lin Xiangnan instantly paid attention, appeared in the building area in an instant, quickly identified the direction, and rushed directly up the stairs.

Da-da-da-da!

The old metal staircase was obviously a little unable to bear Lin Xiangnan's weight, and immediately let out a sharp wail, and he glanced back at the motorcycle team behind him, at this time they were constantly wandering in circles under the stairs.

Lin Xiangnan was overjoyed, and his mind let you be cunning like a ghost, and you still want to drink Lao Tzu's foot-washing water, how about it? I can't get up now! Mr. Newton seems to be able to sleep well today.

Countless motorcycles began to coincide in place, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into one, and the scar man parked the motorcycle next to the stairs, carrying the knife with one hand, and did not directly cut the stairs.

Lin Xiangnan secretly shouted that he was lucky, it seems that this scar man is quite reasonable, otherwise the two of them would fight directly in this kind of place, and it is estimated that the surrounding residents will be awakened in an instant, and then rush to the balcony to watch a rare superpower battle.

However, the next moment, the scar man got on the motorcycle again, twisted the throttle on the spot, and the blue and red Harley immediately let out a cry of pleasure, and he actually rode up along the vertical ground of the building on the motorcycle.

Lin Xiangnan was stunned by this scene, and he didn't react for several seconds, knowing that the headlights of the motorcycle shook his eyes before he woke up like a dream, and ran upstairs in three steps and two steps.

"Damn! I just said that old Mr. Newton can sleep peacefully, and you don't give him face anymore!"

Lin Xiangnan threw down the debris piled up on the stairs while running, trying to slow down the other party's speed slightly, but Scar Man was not in a hurry at the moment, and the motorcycle was speeding on the building in a completely unphysical posture, easily avoiding Lin Xiangnan's interference.

As soon as he rushed to the top of the empty building, Brother Scar immediately followed, the torrential rain hit the faces of the two, Lin Xiangnan was forced into a corner, as long as he took a step back, he would fall from a height of nearly sixty meters, and the nearest other roof, also ten meters away, he now has nowhere to escape.

"Run!" The scar man parked the motorcycle aside, he carried a knife in one hand, took the square steps of Peking Opera characters, and approached Lin Xiangnan step by step.