Chapter 313

"Again, you're facing extremely dangerous characters this time!" When I walked up the stairs, someone reminded me loudly.

Tang Yulan unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt and rubbed his messy hair.

More than a dozen thugs rushed up the stairs, and when they saw Tang Yulan in the dark corridor, they suddenly stopped.

He has been completely exposed!

"Hell, can you stop the meeting?" Tang Yulan was hunched, covering half of his face with his mobile phone, and said impatiently to the gangsters: "You young people are really crazy!" ”

His voice sounded very old, not to mention that he was hunched and could not see well at night, and in the eyes of the thugs, he was completely a hobbling old man, walking noisily towards them.

"Old fellow, go back to your room and sleep!" A gangster touched his back and said impatiently to Tang Yulan.

"Ahem...... Anyway, Lao Tzu has bloody hemorrhagic fever, you are not polite to the old gentleman, I will infect you to death if I sneeze! Tang Yulan staggered, leaned against the wall and walked forward, clenching his fists angrily.

"Stop, or I'll stab you to death!" One of the thugs shouted in panic, they didn't want to get any infectious disease, and looked at him in disgust: "Go back, or I'll kill you directly!" ”

"You guys who don't know how to respect the old and love the young, ahem...... I'm coughing up blood, take me to the doctor!" Tang Yulan said in his mouth, but he had already stopped.

The leading gangster said impatiently: "Hurry up, don't waste time!" ”

They continued on and disappeared into the hallway.

"Fight with grandpa, you're still too tender!" Tang Yulan spat at the mouth, habitually reached out to touch the cigarette, and found that after changing his pants, only his mobile phone was left, and Qi Caiyang bought his Marlboro lighter, as well as the Durex that the original owner put in his pocket, and a few banknotes.

Tang Yulan walked down the stairs to the lobby platform on the first floor. Two more thugs walked up the stairs and prepared to go upstairs.

He saw outside, someone standing by the van waiting, with a clean back, Swarzenegger-like muscles, very developed, and clothes on the body, there was a feeling of tightness.

He broke up the Birds, abandoned some bars and nightclubs, and now has a base in the area of the Night King's K. The enemy must have calculated correctly, and if he escaped, he would go to the place where the Night King's Hall K was, and maybe he would have set up a defense at the intersection a long time ago.

Walking from the main entrance of the hotel, there are their people on the defensive, and it seems that it is difficult to escape.

Tang Yulan followed the stairs again, hurriedly went downstairs, and walked towards the underground parking lot.

The parking lot is very dark, and there is a smell of urine, and if you are not careful, you may step on excrement.

Tang Yulan looked at the locomotive, and at this time, a whistling young man attracted his attention, only to see that under his crotch was a motorcycle.

"Hey, handsome! There's a beautiful woman over there who wants to talk to you. Tang Yulan shouted loudly.

"Cut, I'm not looking for a young lady, can there be any good thing to talk to in this kind of place?" The young man started the motorcycle and was about to leave.

At the moment of emergency, Tang Yulan took off his shoes and threw his hand over.

The sneaker smashed impartially on the back of the young man's head twenty meters away, and his body staggered and fell directly to the ground.

Tang Yulan walked over and couldn't help but be overjoyed, this "Night Luther" Harley-Davidson motorcycle. The black body looks very inconspicuous, and the low-style racing-style handlebars make the body look a little old. On the market, the starting price of such a motorcycle is 270,000 yuan, which is definitely a high-end motorcycle.

He put on his shoes, put away the young man's sunglasses by the way, and said: "Your motorcycle has been requisitioned by me, and I would like to award you the best medal of honor on behalf of myself." ”

Stepping on the motorcycle, Tang Yulan twisted the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed up the exit ramp like an arrow, full of power, and it was extremely refreshing to drive.

When leaving the parking lot, the wheels flew off the ground, and there was still less than twenty meters away from the main road, Tang Yulan accelerated and rushed over.

The roaring sound caused by the Harley motorcycle directly attracted the attention of Du Yucun and others.

The thugs turned their heads to look, and someone recognized him and shouted, "There, don't let him run!" ”

Tang Yulan looked in the rearview mirror, and some of the gangsters were unwilling, and smashed at Tang Yulan with weapons from a distance.

The thugs quickly got into the main pilot's seat, and complained in their mouths: "Brother Cun, it would be nice if Brother Long let us use a gun." ”

Du Yucun said: "The gangsters in Lingjiang City have reached an agreement, and the gun ban has not been canceled, and rash use will cause dissatisfaction among other gangs." Besides, how can Brother Long's decision allow you and me to point fingers? ”

The motorcycle screeched on the brakes, the tires scraped against the ground, and a drift turned into a wide avenue, running at full speed.

"Bastard, how do these people not feel like they are from the Raging Beast Alliance, who the hell are they?" Tang Yulan gritted his teeth, didn't have time to continue thinking, and drove rapidly along the street, he headed in the opposite direction of the Night King's K Hall.

The Harley-Davidson motives weave through the traffic, but luckily it's already night, and there isn't much traffic.

Just after driving two blocks, when approaching the intersection of a main road, the scalp of the car horn in front of him was numb, and he saw a black luxury van with two wheels spinning rapidly, rushing out of the bend.

The rear wheels of the car lost control, swaying from side to side, and drove into the intersection. Then he accelerated sharply and chased after the Harley-Davidson.

The motorcycle is the same as the van parked outside the hotel.

"Lao Tzu is so hungry that I'm in no mood to continue walking the dog!" Tang Yulan slammed the left handlebar, and at the same time slammed on the brakes, and the Harley motorcycle drifted and flicked its tail beautifully. Superb driving skills are not far behind motorcycle stuntmen.

The car was parked right behind a delivery truck on the side of the road, and it was tightly obscured. Because of inertia, Tang Yulan's body pressed forward, almost sticking to the handlebars.

It is also unclear whether the people in the van were found when they fell to the ground just now.

The van whizzed by, bringing a gust of wind at a fast speed, without the slightest intention of slowing down, and at the moment when the car was speeding rapidly, he saw the man on his back again.

Jianglong Pedestrian Street, here Qi Caiyang and Tang Yulan have been here once.

The streets are lined with greenery, the sidewalks are wide, many people are walking in the shade, and some shops and restaurants are open 24 hours a day.

Tang Yulan rode a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, skilfully bypassing pedestrians one by one, leaving the shops behind him, and when he was fighting alone, he remembered his former teammates.

The streets here extend in all directions, and pedestrians shuttle among them, Tang Yulan feels that as long as he loses his motorcycle, he will immediately find a place to hide, as if he has evaporated in the crowd.

At this time, Su Tianhong was lying on the comfortable big bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, thinking not only about Tang Yulan's life and death, but also about the mobile phone video, the strange tattooed man's words: "I am a ghost, from hell!" We are everywhere......"