Chapter 7: Running in the middle of the night, conflicting

In the dark, Zhang Qingyang ran fast.

In particular, he used all his strength to swim in the four seas, and faintly felt that the air currents around him seemed to have a boosting effect. The effect is weak, but the accumulation over a long period of time is still amazing.

The Titan cat shifted from Zhang Qingyang's shoulder to his head, a pair of cat's eyes glowing green in the dark.

"Meow. The Titan made a short sound.

Zhang Qingyang's galloping figure suddenly changed direction, rolled up a gust of wind, and rushed towards another street.

A few seconds later, several trackers rushed out of the street where Zhang Qingyang had been moving and continued to chase after him.

There was an early warning from the Titan Cat, and Zhang Qingyang avoided the enemy several seconds in advance.

But Zhang Qingyang's strange thing is that with his speed, there is a Titan cat warning, and he is still repeatedly chased by the enemy.

In the middle of the night, the visual distance becomes very short. It is impossible for the other party to block him in an ambush throughout the city, so why can't he get rid of the enemy?

Zhang Qingyang suddenly heard the sound of "hunting" in the wind with clothes rubbing against the air.

"Well, the night is short in sight, but it's quiet enough. The friction of clothes and air caused by running at high speeds, even if it is not loud, can point the enemy in the direction to a certain extent. ”

"However, this trace is impossible for the enemy to chase so closely. What is the reason for this?"

"Hey, where are we running?" Zhang Qingyang suddenly heard Zhu Yilang's rough voice.

Zhang Qingyang subconsciously turned around, Zhu Yilang still maintained a fit state, and followed him all the way!

Zhang Qingyang suddenly understood, and hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "Quickly unfit the body!"

Zhu Yilang frowned and was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his huge size and heavy footsteps were like guiding lights to point out the location of the two of them to the trackers behind him.

The next moment, Zhang Qingyang saw Zhu Yilang burrow into a house on the side of the street, and his huge body directly smashed through the wall and rushed in.

"You are crazy! Don't take hostages, don't endanger innocent ordinary people!" Zhang Qingyang shouted.

The woman's screams came from the house, followed by the man's screams, which then turned into screams.

Zhang Qingyang hesitated, gritted his teeth and stopped, and rushed towards the wall that Zhu Yilang had crashed into.

As soon as he came to the gap in the wall, Zhu Yilang, who had broken the fit, was wearing a man's clothes, and rushed out while hurriedly dressing them.

Zhang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he had misunderstood him. After this guy was unfitted, he was also afraid that he would not look good naked, so he went to grab clothes.

Zhu Yilang had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped and said, "I'm going to grab a hostage." ”

Zhang Qingyang grabbed him and shouted in a low voice: "Don't hurt innocent people." ”

Zhu Yilang was fierce: "I don't want to be captured and taken back as that chick's slave, and I don't want to die here." I'm going to take two hostages and let them let us go. If you want to be a good person, just watch from the side, and let them let me go later!"

Zhu Yilang is a reckless character, forcibly blocking him for fear that he will do it to himself, Zhang Qingyang quickly used his brains to find a way to persuade the other party. "If you were Yang Xuan'er, would you let her go just because she had ordinary people who had nothing to do with her as hostages?"

Zhu Yilang rolled his eyes and said, "I'll kill them together." ”

"That's not it, hurry up, don't waste time. Zhang Qingyang said.

Zhu Yilang's fierce eyes rolled and said: "I don't like others to say big things in front of me. ”

In the face of a bad person like him, Zhang Qingyang can't help it, as long as he doesn't have nothing to do.

The two were just about to leave, when two people swooped down like nighthawks from the roof of a small building facing the street.

"Come ......" Zhang Qingyang turned his head and found that Zhu Yilang turned his head and rushed back to the house. There were two screams from inside the house, and Zhu Yilang grabbed one person in one hand and rushed out of the broken wall again.

With a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhu Yilang threw a hostage in his hand towards the enemy who was rushing on the opposite side.

In midair, the woman's frightened screams opened the silent night.

The enemy who was rushing on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of avoiding it, but swung the iron rod in his hand and threw it at the woman.

"What are you bastards doing!" Zhang Qingyang roared at Zhu Yilang, and almost at the same moment, the person had already jumped up and rushed towards the innocent woman.

Lao Tzu just wanted to see if they really didn't care about the lives of ordinary people. Zhu Yilang said indifferently, and then threw the man in his hand towards another enemy who rushed behind him.

The two on the other side obviously didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, their two cold faces were expressionless, and two iron rods waved towards the "obstacles" in front of them one after another.

The merciless iron rod was close at hand, and the woman's frightened face showed despair.

Zhang Qingyang's upward posture is like a young dragon, light and full of power.

Zhang Qingyang grabbed her and "brushed by" the pursuing enemy.

Zhang Qingyang and the two continued to rise upward, and the pursuing enemy snorted miserably, his head shook back, and the person flew out upside down. Half of his face was imprinted with a footprint, and blood mixed with teeth swayed in the air.

In mid-air, Zhang Qingyang stared at another pursuer who was swinging a stick, and threw a soul brick over.

The pursuer's eyes lost concentration in an instant, two nosebleeds spurted out, and the arm wielding the stick hung weakly.

"Titan Cat!" Zhang Qingyang shouted in a low voice.

The Titan cat lay on Zhang Qingyang's head without moving the nest, stretched out his little tongue and licked it, and the tail behind him was like a rope of life, quickly extending out, and flexibly rolled around the waist of the male hostage who was crying and screaming, opening his teeth and dancing claws.

Zhang Qingyang fell to the ground and put down the female hostage. The Titan also placed the male hostage on the ground and retracted its tail.

The enemy who was stunned by the Soul Plate Brick was only stunned for a very short moment, and he had already woken up before he fell to the ground from mid-air.

As soon as he landed, he grabbed the iron rod and rushed towards Zhang Qingyang.

In the darkness, a tail swept silently.

The pursuer had no idea that a tail was eyeing him, and when he was drawn, his face was full of incredulity. The body was pumped up in the air, the arm holding the iron rod twisted unnaturally, and after rolling a few times, the whole person crashed into the wall on the side of the street and fainted.

Knocking over a pursuer, the Titan's two small eyes sparkled brighter and brighter, and he licked his little tongue.

The two unlucky hostages hugged each other with a look of fear, and Zhang Qingyang said, "You two hurry back and don't come out if you hear any movement." ”

The two hurriedly ran home, shivering and hiding in the closet, motionless.

Zhang Qingyang was furious and said to Zhu Yilang: "You are crazy, you will kill those two innocent ordinary people like this." ”

Zhu Yilang sneered: "If I don't try, how do I know if our enemies really don't care about the life and death of ordinary people?"