"Uhh,.......hh It's not easy to earn 500 yen,......."

When the old driver got out of the car, he laughed and cried. I came out on my own, pulled a job at the airport, five hundred yen, and sent it to Fujimoto.

It was originally fine, but before the car arrived, it was completely scrapped.

Looking at the cars in one place, the old driver couldn't cry or laugh.

"Okay, don't look at it, let's go, shall we?" Ye Xiuwen said. Because soon the pursuers behind will be chasing.

"No, wait, let me take a photo first and post a Weibo ,......."

The old driver took out his camera and took pictures with a click, and his mental quality was not bad.

"Let's go, don't take a photo, wait for me to get back to Heikou Co., Ltd., and buy you a new one." Yurigo Fujiko Road.

"Kuroguchi Co., Ltd.? Are you a member of the Black Mouth Society? Do you know me? I once won a third place in a car rally held by Kuroguchi Co., Ltd., my name is 'Sato', do you have any impressions? Sato asked, but how could Yuri Fujiko know about such a thing?

"I'm sorry Mr. Sato, but I'm really not impressed." Lily Fujiko, very respectful way.

Because 'Sato' is also a noble surname in Japan, although modern Japan no longer has the same hierarchical concept as in the past, in the upper class, these nobles are still very respected.

"You're welcome Miss Fujiko,......" Sato bowed politely, and it turned out to be one on one side. Ye Xiuwen pulled Lily Fujiko, while Luohan pulled Sato, and the four ran towards the front service area.

There are large trucks parked in the service area. That kind of truck is not allowed to enter the city. So they all docked here.

"Hello? What do you do? The security officer asked.

"We are policemen, this is my ID, and now this car, I have requisitioned."

Sato took out his ID and shook it in front of the other party, and then all four of them got into the big truck and drove away.

The security guard looked confused, because he hadn't seen anything.

"Someone shot a car, someone robbed our car,......."

The security guards yelled, but it was too late. Ye Xiuwen drove out of the service area and collided with another large truck.

Ye Xiuwen hit the side of the opponent's cab and directly knocked the big truck chasing them to the ground.

The car driven by Ye Xiuwen grazed the big truck and sped away.

Behind Ye Xiuwen and the others, there were three large trucks and a black sedan, in hot pursuit.

The vehicle is running wildly on the highway, like a lightning speed.

That Sato watched Ye Xiuwen drive, and admired it very much, it turned out that this bodyguard from Huaxia was the old driver.

"Old driver, take me, I'll shout six-six-six,......." Sato didn't know where he learned it.

"Hehe, I'm not an old driver."

Ye Xiuwen smiled, and didn't tell Sato, this is not a good thing, let him experience it himself.

However, Ye Xiuwendao feels that the influence of Chinese culture on Japan is indeed ubiquitous.

From culture to daily life. Even some Internet terms are very popular.

Take Sato as an example, a Japanese person who claims to be an old driver and shouts 6666 is enough to explain the problem.

Of course, this kind of chaotic thoughts is only fleeting. Because Ye Xiuwen has to deal with the pursuers behind next.

He drove the car out only to find that there was something wrong with the car. The speed of a large truck is only 80 kilometers per hour.

If the instrument is not broken, it is for safety, and this big truck is designed this way.

But the cars behind were very fast, and their speed exceeded Ye Xiuwen's speed, so it wouldn't take long for them to catch up.

"Black wolf? Do you want me to block it? Luohan said.

"No, I'll clean them up when they come up." Ye Xiuwen continued to drive the car, waiting for those pursuers to come up.

As Ye Xiuwen spoke, a big truck hit him directly.

With a bang, the car that Ye Xiuwen and the others were riding in jumped forward after being hit, and the entire rear compartment was deeply dented.

Fragments of the shattered hull were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen really hoped that there was a blood angel here, at least he could give the guy behind him some color.

"Boom!"

Another crash came, and the people in the carriage dangled like balls.

"Old driver? Hurry up and figure it out? "Michichi Sato.

"Hehe, what can you do? What else can I say if someone hits the back of my car with the front of the car? ”

Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically, and the people in the car actually laughed. Because it is.

What if the rear of the car is shattered? The car can still be driven as usual. But the other party is different, once the front of the car is damaged, then he is a pile of scrap metal.

So, just when the other party was about to crash into Ye Xiuwen's carriage for the third time, Ye Xiuwen slammed the brakes.

Bang, this time, the big front of the car behind it was directly shattered.

Due to inertia, the engines flew to the deformed compartment of the large truck.

Diesel was exposed, ticking, ticking everywhere. The driver of the big truck jumped out of the car. As soon as he ran ten meters away, he was blown away by the explosion of a large truck.

The whole truck burst into flames.

Two trucks roared by. Obviously, there is still no intention of giving up.

One of them learned the lesson of the previous van and even planned to overtake.

Ye Xiuwen sneered disdainfully, he didn't want the rear compartment, and a big 'S' hit it, directly throwing the other party under the roadbed.

Another big truck was scrapped, and the last one, cautious, did not dare to approach. But at this moment, Ye Xiuwen suddenly reversed, and instead crashed into the last big truck.

There was another boom, and the front of the other party's car was directly pushed up by Ye Xiuwen's rear compartment, hanging on the ground for at least more than a meter.

Ye Xiuwen finished reversing, geared, increased the throttle, and went forward.

The connection between the truck cab and the rear compartment was broken directly because it could not withstand such a large inertia.

The front of the car drove away, leaving the compartment behind, and lifted the large truck behind it into the air.

The big truck in mid-air, and the carriage left by Ye Xiuwen, blocked the entire road, and even the small car behind it couldn't pass at all.

The man in black, who looked like the captain of these people, got out of the car and smashed the roof of his car angrily.

"Damn, now, how can I explain to Mr. Yamada?"

The man in black was angry, but at this moment, Mr. Yamada's phone call came directly.

The man in black was very entangled, he didn't dare to answer, and he didn't dare not answer, but it didn't work if he didn't answer, so he could only bite the bullet and pick up the phone.

"Mr. Yamada!" The man in black, holding the phone, said very respectfully.

"Stop the attacks now, we have to live." On the other side of the phone, Ichiro Yamada's voice came.

The black-clothed man was overjoyed, and asked, "Mr. Yamada, why?" Are we on the verge of success? ......”

(End of chapter)