Yan Murong was frightened by Dong Wuxian's words, the car had already left the gate of Dong's house, and his little heart was still beating wildly.

Sure enough, the people of the Dong family don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, and even Dong Wuxian, who looks pure and cute, looks like a little sister next door, can say such lethal words.

The car is still the same car, and the driver is still the same driver, but Yan Murong is not the same Yan Murong before.

What happened that day made him a little calm.

"Mr. Yan, thank you." The driver suddenly said a word of thanks to Yan Murong, which made Yan Murong stunned.

"What do you mean?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"Thank you for saving me." The driver smiled and said. "I know that good people have good rewards, no, you appeared-it seems that Mazu Niangniang is still very spiritual, I have to go and repay my vows sometime."

Yan Murong smiled and didn't speak, superstition, still superstition.

Mazu Niangniang? Damn, why didn't I get a notice from her to let me save someone?

Suddenly, Yan Murong's face changed—he felt a dangerous aura approaching again.

When I turned my head to look over, I saw two lights flashing behind me, and then an off-road vehicle appeared in view.

The off-road vehicle was very fast, and after a while, it was already chasing behind the Rolls-Royce car. And behind the off-road vehicle, there is also an Infiniti coupe.

"Mr. Yan, don't worry." The driver looked back in the rearview mirror and smiled. "There are few cars on this road, so at night, there will be a lot of young people coming here to ride, so let's just lean to the side."

After saying that, the driver hit the steering wheel, and the car leaned to the side.

Flying cars? Yan Murong looked at the off-road vehicles that were getting closer and closer, and was even more surprised.

Do you drive an off-road vehicle? He is not afraid that when he turns a corner, he will even turn into a ditch with people and cars?

Sure enough, the driver was right, and after the Rolls-Royce pulled over, the two cars accelerated again, and one after the other passed the Rolls-Royce.

Yan Murong also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly blaming himself for being a little overhearted.

Maybe it was because he was played assassination too much, Yan Murong always felt nervous recently, as long as there was someone behind him, he always felt that it was going to be unfavorable to him.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, leaving this neurotic thought behind, Yan Murong was just about to talk to the driver, and his face suddenly changed.

"Stop, stop." Yan Murong shouted.

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong?" The driver asked suspiciously.

"Stop, get out of the car." Yan Murong shouted at this time, and he didn't have time to explain to him at all.

Although the sky was dark and there were few street lights on this road, Yan Murong's eyes were very good.

He clearly saw that after the two cars overtook them, the coupe overtook the off-road vehicle, and instead of chasing the off-road vehicle, the off-road vehicle slowed down.

Then, a person is drilled out of the position of the sunroof of the off-road vehicle.

Yan Murong smiled, he knew that there would be nothing wrong with his feelings, there was really something wrong with these two cars.

I thought that it would be like in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the other party would have a gunman get out of the off-road vehicle and shoot at him, but when he saw the thing in the hand of the person who climbed out of the skylight, Yan Murong hurriedly asked the driver to stop - the person was not holding a gun, but a shoulder-mounted bazooka.

"Whoosh-"

A flash of fire flashed, and a rocket with a tail flame flew towards the Rolls-Royce like a falling meteor.

"Jump." Yan Murong was shocked, and grabbed the driver's collar with his hand, wanting to pull him to the back seat, and then jumped out.

But this pull, Yan Murong found out that this unlucky child was wearing a seat belt and tied himself to the seat.

It was in this short time that the rocket had already hit the front of the Rolls-Royce.

"Boom-"

A loud bang sounded, and the Rolls-Royce was still running, and was hit by a rocket, and under the action of inertia, the whole front of the car sank downward, but the butt of the car was raised high, and then the car flew in place.

Although this Rolls-Royce is a special car, the whole body weighs more than three tons, the glass is also bulletproof glass made of special materials, and it is said that even a bazooka cannot blow it up - it is true that a bazooka cannot blow it up, but it can blow it up more than two meters high.

With a "bang", the Rolls-Royce spun around in the air, flipped over, and slammed into the ground.

With Yan Murong's skills, he could have opened the car door and jumped out as soon as he discovered the danger. But helplessly, Yan Murong was a kind person, so he pulled the driver before jumping out, but he didn't expect that the driver was wearing a seat belt, and he didn't pull it this time.

A second before the rocket hit the front of the car, Yan Murong retracted his body, and then covered his head and important parts with both hands, and formed himself into a ball.

Fortunately, this characteristic Rolls-Royce is strong enough, but this time, it still knocked Yan Murong into a rut, and when the car stopped, Yan Murong found that the windshield in front of the car was not broken, but there were also circles of cracks like spider webs on it. And the unlucky driver, I don't know if he hit his head or knocked him unconscious because of the airbag popping, anyway, he sat there motionless with his eyes closed, his hands still tightly on the steering wheel.

Yan Murong was furious. Dong Wuyan, this girl is too fucking amazing.

He despised this kind of person who didn't talk the most, whether it was a man or a woman.

Didn't you say you were going to kick yourself out of Hong Kong? Is it worth taking a bazooka?

It's not trying to drive yourself out of Hong Kong, it's trying to drive yourself into the Hades Palace.

In broad daylight, under the harmonious society, heavy weapons such as bazookas were used.

Damn, why don't you just get an ICBM to bomb me?

Yan Murong turned over, kicked the car door, and got out of the car, and at this time, he also found that the coupe that had run out had also returned.

After the two cars stopped, four strong men with fierce faces walked out of it, and when they saw Yan Murong, they walked over to Yan Murong.

Yan Murong was even more angry.

I don't want to leave a little way to live, but I have to come down to check if I'm dead after blowing up the car, do I still want to whip the corpse?

So, Yan Murong didn't run away, looked at the four fierce and vicious strong men, and greeted them with an angry face.

Want my life? I'll kill you first.