Chapter Seventy-Five: Battle Royale (3) Terror Iron Cloth Shirt
After a few minutes, the vehicle tracking behind him was no longer visible, and Yang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes scanning both sides of the street to get out of the car and leave.
At this moment, a bright beam of light shot from the front, and he, who was squinting, took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became stern.
Not far away, a Land Rover was driving in the opposite direction, and the speed was even faster.
Picking up the shotgun in the passenger seat, Citroen's speed gradually slowed down.
The Land Rover had apparently seen him, but there were too few vehicles on this road.
Yang Ye's heart moved, his face showed a ruthless look, and the shotgun was also handed over to his left hand and leaned out of the window.
The street lights are dim, but Yang Ye's eyesight is much beyond that of ordinary people, and in such an environment, he can still vaguely see that the person driving the Land Rover is a strong man in his thirties.
The most conspicuous thing about the big man is the shiny bald head, which seems to have been specially smeared with something, shiny and shiny, and there is still a reflected light under the street lamp.
Just when Yang Ye set up the shotgun, Dahan's face showed a hideous look, and the speed of the Land Rover was faster.
Bang!
The smell of gunpowder instantly filled the entire carriage, but it was blown away by the storm in just a few seconds.
The bullet exploded in front of the Land Rover, the headlights burst one after another, and the face of the big man who raised his head again became even more hideous.
Yang Ye's marksmanship is really terrible, otherwise such a narrow encounter will definitely be rewarding.
Retracting his arm, the shotgun disappeared, his hands on the steering wheel, and he was about to crash into the Land Rover.
Chirping!
The piercing brakes came out, and Citroen slowed down sharply, followed by a turn in the front and an arc behind the rear of the car, brushing past the Land Rover.
The two windows passed by, and the two looked at each other, both seeing the blazing murderous intent in each other's eyes.
Xiong Kaijun suddenly turned the steering wheel and was about to hit the Citroen, but although the speed of the Citroen dropped, it also reached a speed of sixty miles, and when the front of the Land Rover was raised, he could only chase the Citroen's buttocks.
Chirping!
Rumble!
With a series of movements, Citroen drew a brilliant arc on the street and drifted into a fork in the road.
If there is no one else on the other side, Yang Ye will not hesitate to choose to collide to see whose life is harder, this way is direct enough, if you are lucky, you can get the other party in one fell swoop.
But it can't be done here, although the cars behind are no longer visible, but after the collision, no one can be sure of the result, and Yang Ye can't take the risk.
"Xiong Kaijun, nicknamed Violent Bear, cultivates iron cloth shirt and iron sand palm, the realm of a second-rate martial artist, and has cultivated these two sets of very ordinary martial arts to the extreme. I really don't know where this girl's perseverance comes from, it's so violent before it comes into contact, it's really terrifying. ”
The vehicle burrowed into the darkness and gradually increased its speed. Behind him, the Land Rover was still following, but it was getting closer and closer.
At this moment, Yang Ye really didn't want to provoke the other party, but the speed of the Land Rover was not slow at all, and he could only rely on speed to get away from the other party with his driving skills. Got rid of each other before, but still relied on good nerve reactions and calculations.
However, Xiong Kaijun is still a second-rate martial artist, and his nervous reaction to such a situation must be several times that of ordinary people, otherwise he would have been killed many times in the fight.
Coupled with the other party's violent personality, he will definitely not be afraid of crashes or anything like that, and it is really difficult to get rid of him.
Don't be caught by the police when you are still fighting with Xiong Kaijun, that is the real trouble. At least the identity is exposed, there is no doubt about it.
"It's annoying."
Yang Ye regretted a little, today's matter was too careless. But it has reached this point that there is no point in backing down.
"Since you don't know whether you live or die, don't blame me."
A trace of murderous intent that was extremely strong appeared, Yang Ye's face looked extremely hideous, if he was seen at this time, he would definitely think it was a demon.
Chirping!
The sound of brakes was heard, and at a turn ahead, Citroen suddenly stopped. At this moment, it was already very far away from the manor, and the extreme speed of a few minutes had long been far away from the encirclement. If Xiong Kaijun hadn't been following him now, he would have fled long ago.
Before Citroen could completely stop, Yang Ye opened the car door and got out.
His reaction was extremely fast, and when he landed, a momentum of inertia came, and he simply rushed forward with this momentum, and his running speed immediately reached the limit.
Soon, the momentum disappeared, and Yang Ye's direction also changed, and he stepped on a fence next to the street, and his figure suddenly took off.
A harrier rolled over, jumped over the spiky wall, and landed on the ground a few times before getting up.
He has never learned light skills, nor has he learned the body method, and he can only rely on his body.
Thanks to upgrading the brain some time ago, otherwise how could it be possible to make this series of actions so easily.
Just as he was getting up, he heard a violent collision sound, Yang Ye couldn't help but shudder, this Xiong Kaijun was really ruthless, and his reaction was extremely fast. In the process of turning, he saw Citroen and hit it directly, and he didn't even think about it for a second or two, which shows this person's decision.
He didn't stop any longer, he rolled over and burrowed into the residential area, running quickly on the concrete floor.
After running out for a long time, there was a muffled sound behind him who had been paying attention, needless to say, Xiong Kaijun must have chased after him.
Yang Ye didn't think about hiding in the corner, but he knew very well that the martial artist's ability was very strong, and if he wanted to sneak attack, he had to restrain his aura.
But he Yang Ye was full of blood boiling, and usually even ordinary people would be noticed when they saw it, let alone such a silent night sky.
When he thought of these flaws, he was annoyed. should have been able to leave easily, but I didn't think that a mistake would turn into a thousand hatreds. In the end, I was still too anxious and lost my usual calm.
He didn't need to look back to know that Xiong Kaijun was rushing towards this side, Yang Ye's footsteps were faster, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he even faintly heard Xiong Kaijun's hideous laughter.
Xiong Kaijun will definitely have some light skills or body skills, otherwise with Yang Ye's running speed far beyond ordinary people, it is impossible to be caught up so quickly.
The shotgun appeared again on the hands placed in front of him, and Yang Ye, who was running quickly, suddenly turned around, aimed the muzzle of the gun at the position behind him, and pulled the trigger.
Mars shines in all directions, and it looks even more dazzling in the dim street lamps. Dense bullets shot away, covering Xiong Kaijun's entire body, who was only a few meters away from Yang Ye.
Xiong Kaijun's face changed greatly, his feet moved, his body spun, and he quickly rushed to the side.
Bang Bang Bang!
The bullets were shot on the ground, but the crisp sound was chilling.
Loaded, shot again. Xiong Kaijun's figure on the grass quickly rolled and hid behind a tree. Bullets exploded all around, the smell of gunpowder smoke was extremely strong, and there was a faint smell of blood in it, obviously Xiong Kaijun had been injured.
After doing this, Yang Ye turned around again, spread his legs and ran quickly.
Behind the tree, a figure lay on its stomach, blood flowed from its right arm, and several wounds were shocking. But the strange thing is that the bullet can be faintly seen on the muscular arm wound, and the blood is leaking from the bullet's periphery, and it doesn't seem to really hurt the foundation.