After working all morning, Yang Hong's head was almost big when he saw the content of those materials, and in the end, he really couldn't bear it, so he asked Di Qiuyue to find out the core content, so that he didn't need to read all the information.

After lunch, Yang Hong looked at the information for a while, and remembered that he had promised Chu Mei'er that he would go to school to watch her dance competition and be a cheerleader for her.

He still knows a lot about Chu Meier's girl's character, if he doesn't go to what he promised, he will definitely turn the world upside down, with that girl's clever character, no one knows what she will do.

For the sake of his own safety, he still decided to skip class and go to school to be a cheerleader for Chu Meier's girl.

Throwing the information to Di Qiuyue, who was bitter-faced, Yang Hong came to the parking lot, rode his Tyrannosaurus locomotive, and left the group building in style.

"Whew, I've finally escaped, and if I look at it again, I have to die there." Blowing the howling cold wind, Yang Hong let out a long breath and sighed comfortably.

He didn't like to read since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have even been admitted to college, when he used to go to school, he belonged to the kind of student who wanted to sleep when he saw a book, so many years have passed, and letting him pick up the book to study again is even more painful for him than going to the execution ground.

"I don't know what kind of dance Chu Mei'er will dance, and ......" Muttering to himself, Yang Hong couldn't help but think of Su Wanrou's beautiful shadow in his mind, and the Miaoman dance that she often danced when the two were together, although so many years had passed, he still remembered it vividly.

"Buzz!" Yang Hong, whose thoughts were immersed in good memories, had a smile on his face, which was quickly dispelled by the noisy sound of motorcycles.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles roared from behind like a dozen roaring tigers.

The people riding on the black Harley motorcycles are also standard black sunglasses, which gives people an inexplicable shock at a glance, and other vehicles around them have avoided it.

"Hmm!" With a light hum, a different color flashed in Yang Hong's eyes, with the keen sensitivity he had honed over the years, he could feel that these people were coming for him.

By the time he sensed something was wrong, a dozen black Harley-Davidson motorcycles had accelerated to his approach, trying to surround him in the middle.

"If you want to surround me, you almost have the ability." Sensing the other party's attempt, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Yang Hong's mouth, and he accelerated suddenly, and the Tyrannosaurus locomotive was like a rampaging dragon, and instantly rushed out, making more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles pounce into the air.

The dozen or so people chasing behind him were not good at stubble, and after the encirclement failed, they also accelerated to catch up, and the sound of humming like the roar of a fierce beast resounded.

A Tyrannosaurus locomotive in front of it roared forward like a black light, followed by more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles, that speed, that momentum, people who don't know still think that it is a motorcycle show held by the merchant in order to attract the attention of customers.

"It's interesting, so they can all catch up, it seems that this group of people is not simple, since this is the case, then I want to see what they want." After racing for a while, Yang Hong glanced at the rearview mirror with some surprise and gave up the idea of continuing to race with these people.

Originally, he planned to get rid of these people, but he didn't expect that these people had good driving skills, and there was no way to drive too fast in the city, so these people were like dog skin plasters, and they just couldn't get rid of them.

If he went to school like this and watched Chu Mei'er's dancing competition, these people would definitely follow, and it would be easy to cause unnecessary danger to him.

Yang Hong, who decided to solve the trouble, slowed down the car, and more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles immediately rushed up and surrounded him in the middle.

Perhaps because he was still in the city at this time, more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles did not stop, but controlled him and drove out of the city.

In this way, Yang Hong was sandwiched between more than a dozen black Harley motorcycles, all the way forward, through the bustling city streets, and came to the highway leading to the outside of the city.

Out of the city, more than a dozen black Harley-Davidson motorcycles surrounded Yang Hong's Tyrannosaurus locomotive, got off the highway, and came all the way to a remote wasteland.

"Buzz!" More than a dozen black Harley-Davidson motorcycles stopped, making a buzzing roar, as if they were demonstrating to Yang Hong in the middle.

"Who are you, and who sent you?" Parking the Tyrannosaurus locomotive in the middle, Yang Hong glanced at the black-clothed people on the dozen or so black Harley-Davidson motorcycles surrounding him, and said in a cold voice with some impatience.

In the face of his questioning, more than a dozen men in black were silent, still increasing their full power to make the motorcycle hum.

"Okay, since you don't say it, then I'll fight until you say it." A touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Yang Hong didn't continue to ask, judging from the actions and clothing of these people, it was obvious that they were professionally trained people, if the mastermind behind the scenes didn't want them to speak, even if they asked again, they couldn't ask anything.

"Buzz!" The Tyrannosaurus locomotive let out a roar, Yang Hong suddenly sprang fast, and the locomotive rushed out like a wild beast, and the speed was so fast that it rushed in front of a man in black who was riding a bicycle in the blink of an eye.

The sudden change made the man in black unable to react at all, and he was instantly hit by the Tyrannosaurus locomotive and flew out.

Rushing out of the encirclement of more than a dozen people, Yang Hong flicked his tail elegantly, faced more than a dozen people, stopped the car, and waved at them slightly.

From a man in black being hit by a car with a car, to Yang Hong's beckoning provocation, it was only a blink of an eye, and it was not until this time that more than a dozen people reacted.

More than a dozen people looked at each other with fierce eyes, took out the weapons prepared in advance from the car, all machetes, and started the black Harley motorcycle under the seat.

With the roar of the motorcycle, more than a dozen people drove Harley-Davidson motorcycles straight towards Yang Hong, as fierce as thousands of troops.

"Hmph, look for death!" With a cold snort, Yang Hong took a deep breath, his muscles bulged, and a fierce aura like the awakening of a fierce beast emanated from his body, and he accelerated violently again, driving the Tyrannosaurus locomotive straight to the opposite dozen Harley motorcycles.

When the two sides were about to touch each other, he clapped his hands on the car, and with the help of the reaction force, he jumped up from the car and pounced on the man in black on the opposite side like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Bang bang bang!" The Tyrannosaurus locomotive crashed into the Harley-Davidson motorcycle group, and Yang Hong knocked two of the black-clothed men to the ground with three punches and two kicks, so that they didn't even have a chance to make a move.

In a photo, although Yang Hong lost the Tyrannosaurus locomotive, he successfully knocked down the two men in black, which made the rest of the people even more annoyed, and turned the head of the locomotive to attack again, in their opinion, without the Tyrannosaurus locomotive, Yang Hong was like a knight without horses, and he would definitely not be able to resist in the face of their attack.

The Harley-Davidson motorcycle roared and impacted, and all the men in black brandished their machetes and slashed towards Yang Hong with a fierce momentum.

Facing more than a dozen motorcycles rushing straight forward, Yang Hong looked indifferent, reached out to his waist, and suddenly threw out more than a dozen motorcycles.

"Whoosh!" A cold light flew out, and when the men in black heard the sound of breaking through the air, it was too late to dodge, and the four men in black who were facing him were hit in the arms by the flying knives that flew out, and they fell from the motorcycle with a scream, and were thrown out by the speeding motorcycle.

"Buzz!" The motorcycle, which had lost its owner's control, still with a buzzing sound, sped past Yang Hong, and flew more than ten meters away before falling to the ground.

During the whole process, Yang Hong barely moved his steps, that kind of indifference and calmness, as if everything was under his control, so that the remaining six men in black finally became dignified, and found that riding a motorcycle had no advantage for him, so he stopped the motorcycle one after another, got off the car, and surrounded Yang Hong in the middle with a machete.

"It was all your initiative to attack just now, and then it's my turn, I hope you can support it for a while, otherwise it will be too boring" Glancing at the six people, Yang Hong smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and a flying knife appeared in his hand between his hands, and with strange steps under his feet, he rushed towards a man in black directly opposite him.

His figure seemed to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the man in black, and the speed was completely beyond the other party's expectations, and he could only instinctively wave the machete in his hand, trying to force Yang Hong away.

"How so?" Seeing the swing and slash, the man in black couldn't help but let out an exclamation, the originally fierce knife was slashed in the air, and there was still no trace of Yang Hong in his sight, and the whole person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"Be careful, back!" The shout of reminder sounded, but the man in black had no time to react, and there was a sharp pain in his neck, and the whole person passed out.

Solving the first man in black, Yang Hong's steps did not stop, and he rushed towards the other person again like a ghost, this time the flying knife in his hand turned into a sharp weapon, breaking the opponent's tendons.

Yang Hong showed terrifying combat effectiveness, with ghostly steps and control of the overall situation, the remaining six men in black did not pose any threat to him at all, and in the blink of an eye, all five people were knocked to the ground by him, either knocked unconscious, or abolished by the flying knife.

"Tell me, who sent you, and who is behind it." Staring at the last man in black, Yang Hong's eyes exuded a cold murderous intent, completely unleashing his momentum, playing with the blood-stained flying knife, and asked softly.

Feeling the aura like a netherworld hell, the last man in black looked frightened, his body trembled slightly, and Yang Hong in front of him gave him great pressure.

"Yaga!" The man in black, who was overly frightened, roared as if he had lost his mind, grabbed the machete with both hands, and slashed it murderously.

"Japanese!" Hearing this, Yang Hong was shocked in his heart, his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of killing intent, the flying knife in his hand flashed with a cold light, under the illumination of the sun, the tip of the knife swallowed light, like the snake letter of a poisonous snake, ready to choose someone to devour.

Yang Hong is more disgusted with the Japanese, he is not a Japanese-hater, but he has also been in contact with some Japanese over the years, and he can't see their thoughts and actions, he didn't expect that there would be Japanese among the people who came to deal with him this time.

Just when Yang Hong's murderous anger was surging in his heart, and he was about to kill the Japanese man in front of him, a sense of crisis that made him creepy suddenly came to his heart.

"Not good!" With an exclamation in his heart, he did not hesitate or hesitate, and rushed forward against the Japanese man's machete, and the flying knife in his hand flew out and hit the machete knife, taking advantage of the moment when the machete attack direction was offset, quickly narrowing the distance between the two.

"Poof!" Almost at the same time as he approached the Japanese man, the Japanese man's body trembled suddenly, blood splattered from his chest, and a bullet shot out of it, almost grazing Yang Hong's side and sinking into the ground behind him.

Blood poured out of the Japanese man's mouth, and the Japanese man's face was full of shock and disbelief, he never thought that he would end his life in such a way.

Too lazy to pay attention to the Japanese man's thoughts before he died, Yang Hong kicked it in the direction where the bullet flew from, and he dodged behind the motorcycle not far away, using the body as a shield to avoid being hit by the bullet.

This book was first published in Reading Rim