Could it be that today is my Zhang Luo's death?

For a while, I also felt the despair that suddenly filled my heart, but the movements of my body still showed my desire to survive.

I looked up at the two men, they were already loaded, and if I hadn't outdone them, I would have really died from their guns or from an out-of-control motorcycle.

At this moment, I also saw a figure behind them through these two men, which I was no longer familiar with, and it was my brother Yang Hao who was bending down to look at me.

In an instant, I also had an idea, why should I overtake them, wouldn't it be better to get into their car directly!

Thinking of this, I pulled the throttle all the way down again, and the throttle that I had relaxed slightly because it was difficult to control it was now fully pulled by me again, and the speed of the motorcycle rose sharply, but the direction was gradually about to lose my control.

Now I have increased the strength of my hands to stabilize the direction, you must know that my strength is only barely maintaining the direction, if it were someone else, the direction of the motorcycle would have been unknown for a long time.

Now the speed of the motorcycle is close to 100, and my motorcycle is on the verge of losing control at this time, and it seems that what awaits me in a second is death after losing control at high speed.

I looked up at the two men behind the bus, who were already loading their bullets at me. And I was only a meter away from them.

I can't control it!

The motorcycle had now turned into a wild horse that had lost its grip, and its speed had dropped sharply.

I knew that now I had to jump on the bus a meter in front of me, and I knew that if I just took my hands off the faucet, the motorcycle under me would be scrapped and my heart would beat harder, but I was given only this chance. I stood on my tiptoes and the body of the motorcycle was shaking violently beneath me, which made it harder for me to move.

But the current situation and the fact that I couldn't hesitate a little longer, I gritted my teeth and squatted on the motorcycle with my legs kicked, and when I jumped like this, the motorcycle under me immediately flicked its tail.

The scenery on both sides of the road was now in a trance to just a few blurred colors, and the ground was only a vast blue-gray patch.

I gritted my teeth and let go of the faucet of the motorcycle with both hands, and I was already jumping in the air, yes, only a meter in the air between the motorcycle and the bus. But I knew the bus was still moving, and I was just taking advantage of it, and if I couldn't jump up, I would probably just roll around on the ground for a lap or two and burp.

I just felt my body stiffen, and somehow I ran straight into the two men who hadn't had time to shoot.

I could even see the surprised looks on their faces, but I couldn't control me at this point.

I slammed a gunshot on the two men, almost instinctively, and my frozen hands grabbed them both as I jumped into the car, and I don't know where I caught. But as long as it can prevent them from having a chance to shoot, it is always right.

The front of my body was directly mounted on the floor of the bus, and fortunately I was still wearing a helmet so that I didn't fall badly, but my neck was shaken by the elastic force of the ground. My heart hasn't been beating at its normal rate at this point, and now my heart is probably beating 60 times a minute.

Madan, anyone who plays such an exciting thing will be scared and his heart will beat wildly, I don't scare when I jump out of the car, I already admire myself.

I used to just watch other people's movies act like this, but I didn't expect that I would suffer this crime one day.

But I don't have that much time to think about it now, and I know that there are two other troubles behind me.

I got up with my hands on my feet, and looked back sharply to see that the two troubles were about to get up, and it seemed that the welcome I had given them was a little too warm.

Of course, the moment I looked up, I saw Yang Hao sitting not far in front of me, he was staring at me, and it seemed that he hadn't recognized me yet. Mostly because I'm wearing a helmet.

I was also a little anxious when I saw that the two of them were about to stand up. But in a critical situation, I also unexpectedly came up with a strange move.

As soon as I rolled over, I kicked the man on the left in the leg of the man who had just raised the gun.

As soon as the man stood up, I kicked him in the leg, and his center of gravity was unstable and he was about to fall backwards, but behind him was the open back door, and going down meant a jump of thought.

The speed of this bus is nearly eighty yards, and if a person jumps, the good result is disability, and the bad result is to fall to death.

I saw that the man kept waving his arms to try to bring his balance back on track, but he couldn't do it on his own. Seeing this, the companion next to him also hurriedly stepped forward with his free hand and grabbed the man who was about to fall out of the car.

Of course, it was not only an act of strengthening their relationship with each other that they were helping each other, but also a very lucky life, but for me, it was a chance to get up.

I withdrew my leg and pulled out the pistol from my waist in a half-crouch, and I didn't forget that my pistol wasn't working.

I aimed a shot at the chest of the man who had just been pulled back, the pistol* was not loud like a stapler, and the man had just been returned and probably had not digested the joy that he was still alive, and a bloody sword burst out of his chest, and his body froze, and his eyes fell backwards again with unwillingness and anger.

This time, instead of helping him, his companion pointed his rifle at me. And my pistol was aimed straight at his head at this point.

"Put down your gun!" the * yelled as he straightened up and aimed his laser sight at my forehead.

"Is your bullet fast, or is my bullet fast?" If I really listened to him and put down my gun, then I wouldn't have to mess around in this society.

"I don't care who has a fast bullet, your brother is poisoned, if you kill me, you don't want your brother to live!, so put down your weapon, your brother can still be saved," the man sneered, and said with determination.

I stared into the man's eyes and came to the very sad news that the man was telling the truth. I stepped back, and the man in front of me was also unhurriedly pressing up with me, presumably he didn't want to get too close to this back door.

I kept backing away until I could see Yang Hao sitting on the chair next to me.

"Is he telling the truth?" I didn't look at my brother, whom I hadn't seen for half a year, not even when I jumped into the car, I just glanced at him in a hurry.

"Zhang Luo.... You actually don't use it to save me..."Yang Hao in the seat next to him spoke in a low tone, and my heart was cold.

"I ask you if he is telling the truth!" I was angry for a while, and I immediately yelled.

"Yes. "The moment I heard Yang Hao's admission, I threw away my pistol.

"Lhotse, why are you doing this!" Yang Hao seemed to be a little incomprehensible, and I threw away the only weapon I could use to threaten this man.

"To save you. I said coldly as I stared at the smug grinning man in front of me.

Yang Hao was silent when he heard it, but I still heard his sigh.

"What a touching scene of the reunion of brothers, I didn't intend to disturb you, but since you are Zhang Luo, then I can only act as ordered!"