"yes." Hu Die nodded in agreement and said, "Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, the more this time, the more cautious we must be."

Ye Feng glanced at the navigation on the screen, and thought to himself, if he drove further, Yili would come out, and there was no reason why he Haruo Ueno should not send someone to intercept it, it was not wrong to be careful.

Seeing a long tunnel in front of him, he even saw the big truck in the tunnel moving slowly, so he clicked the brakes, slowed down, turned on the turn signal by the way, and changed the car to the right lane.

I looked at the traffic behind me and let out a long sigh of relief when I saw that there were no such large vehicles. Grandma's, I was really bitten by a snake once, and I was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

When the body entered the tunnel and just avoided the camera above, Ye Feng quickly pressed the black button hidden under the steering wheel. As Li Xinyan said, the color of the surface of the car immediately changed, first slowly fading black, turning into dark blue, and then gradually brightening, and finally the color of the entire body turned out to be silver gray.

The car slowly drove out of the tunnel, and two high mountains appeared on both sides of the highway in an instant, Ye Feng's brows furrowed, and he suddenly had the illusion of being targeted by a hungry wolf. He could clearly see several small red dots appear on the glass next to him, and his intuition told him that he had been locked by a sniper.

He pretended to be calm and hooked the little thumb of his left hand, and then desperately shouted Ah Huang in his heart, hoping that it could sense his cry and come out to help, this is a matter of human life!

Just when Wang Li flew to the top of the mountain with a gust of wind, she bizarrely found that the snipers were dead. Although the owner and the vehicle were temporarily safe, her heart was still uneasy. Because the way these people died was so horrific and weird that it should even be described as cruel.

I saw them lying on their backs on the ground one by one, and a long cut was made on their chests, cutting from between their breasts to the shame of the lower abdomen. The entrails were taken out of the quilt, red and white things were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Not only that, but their Heavenly Spirit Cover was violently lifted, and even the tofu-like slurry in the head was gone. The joints of the limbs had already been shattered, and they were lying on the uneven stone floor.

This is definitely not killed by normal people! Wang Li's heart felt a chill, and when she raised her eyes to look, she saw an extremely familiar face on the top of the opposite mountain. Although the face was exactly the same as that of the master Ye Feng, he had a bald head and was wearing a light gray monk's robe.

He was smiling, smirking, and even that smile looked a little weird and insolent. It's just that those eyes are frighteningly red, and I can't see the whites and pupils that normal people should have. The whole eye socket was red, even the eyelids and eyelashes were red, and there was even a sticky red liquid flowing out of his eye sockets, was it blood?

Wang Li glanced at the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle that had already driven away, and her figure disappeared in a flash. She didn't think she was a match for this guy, and there was no reason to provoke a guy who had just saved his master's life. Just her

I can't figure out why this ruthless monk came to the rescue, let alone what kind of connection he has with his master, why they have exactly the same face and body?

When Ye Feng drove the car into the second tunnel and changed the color of the body to pure white by the way, he finally put the little heart hanging in the air back into his stomach. I thought to myself, since Yili has already been released, Haruo Ueno shouldn't send someone over to snipe again, right?

But at this moment, five or six supercars suddenly rushed out of the ramp next to them. One by one, like crazy monsters, roared and rushed over, the first three and the last three firmly surrounded Ye Feng's car, so that he couldn't escape like a beast in a prison.

Just as a blue Maserati in front of them lowered its window glass and stretched out a black hole muzzle to shoot at the Mercedes-Benz SUV driven by Ye Feng, a figure suddenly appeared on their front windshield. If it wasn't their second boss Jiro Ueno who explained the Ye Feng, who else would it be?

Lan Mao, who was driving, was startled, he looked at the red-eyed Ye Feng who was lying on the windshield, and then looked at Ye Feng who was driving cautiously in the rearview mirror, his brain was a little short circuit for a while, and he couldn't figure out how there could be two identical people? Could it be that they are twin brothers born of the same mother? Well, it must be so.

He called it unlucky, it seems that he was unlucky today, and he had to do two jobs while receiving one money, which was really a big loss. However, this guy lying on their front windshield was really bold, you know, this is a high speed, although his blue hair has deliberately released the throttle, but this speed is at least a hundred yards.

It's just that what makes Lan Mao can't figure out is where he got this red-eyed Ye Feng from. How could they suddenly lie on their front windshield?

Blue Fur desperately suppressed the panic in his heart, then stabilized the steering wheel, and yelled at the guy with the gun next to him: "You are shooting, what are you waiting for?"

"-Now ~ open now?" The guy was obviously frightened by the situation in front of him, and stammered, "Could it be dangerous?" If the front windshield is broken, will the two of us fly out directly? Isn't that the end of the game? As he spoke, he aimed his gun directly at the front windshield, and then aimed at the red-eyed guy outside the glass, but hesitated and did not pull the trigger.

"Your uncle, if you don't shoot again, we're going to finish the game now." Suddenly seeing the actions of his teammates, he hurriedly said again: "Are you pig's head?" Won't put your arms out the window? "Blue hair is about to be angry with this guy, not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like comrades-in-arms. He didn't want to think about it, there was a person lying on the front windshield, how could the be able to drive safely? What's more, it's still high-speed, and it can kill them in minutes.

Hearing Lan Mao's words, the guy in the passenger seat no longer hesitated, pressed the window glass and stretched out the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger on the red-eyed monster.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! ”

As the gunshots rang out, the one lying on the front windshield

The monster disappeared in an instant. Dead? Blue Fur's heart was full of doubts, if he was hit by a bullet, he would have shed some blood, right? How can the front windshield be clean? Not a drop of blood was left?

Just when Blue Fur was puzzled, the co-pilot's door was suddenly opened, and then the guy with the gun next to him was dragged out, rolling on the highway constantly, shedding blood, and then being ruthlessly crushed into meatloaf by the traffic.

"Did you see that? What was that? Hu Die asked with a blanket face, in fact, she had already seen that a person seemed to have jumped off the sports car in front of the left. It's just that the speed is too fast, and it flies over in the blink of an eye.

"See." Ye Feng said casually: "It seems to be a dog, and it seems to be a person." He had sensed that the sports cars were not coming, but in order not to make the two women mess up and scared, he deliberately said this to divert the attention of the two people.

Blue Fur was frightened, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, because a big cold hand was choking his neck. Hard, hard, until his eyes protruded, streams of red blood flowed out of his mouth, and when he couldn't breathe, his neck crooked and he collapsed on the seat.

Then, without warning, the blue Maserati slammed on the brakes, allowing the fiery red Ferrari behind it to crash into it.

"What's going on?" The two guys in the sports car on the right looked at each other, both in shock. They know the driving skills of the blue hair, how can there be such a low-level mistake? Just when I wanted to use the walkie-talkie to inform the remaining partners that they were going to change their strategy, there was a "bang" on the roof of the car, and when I looked up, a red-eyed monk appeared.

"I'll go, speed up, get rid of him!" The co-pilot's guy shouted as he pulled out the pistol in his arms and fired several shots at the roof of the car. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the monk lying on the roof of the car didn't seem to be affected at all, and was still lying there expressionlessly.

Even, when he looked down, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was laughing at them. The guy in the co-pilot swallowed, then gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger on the monk on the roof of the car.

However, this time only one shot was fired, and then I felt a pain in my head, and streams of fluid flowed down. Red, with a warm body temperature, he knew it was blood, his own blood. Before I had time to experience this alternative stimulation, I just felt that my eyes were dark and I didn't know anything.

The man who was driving trembled, glanced at the co-pilot's partner, and then begged in a crying voice: "Big brother spare your life, big brother,-- father,-- grandfather, your old man will spare my life." I have a sixty-eight-year-old mother and a three-year-old son, and my wife has run away with others, and if I die, it will be one corpse and three lives,---- woo woo. ”

"Okay, then I'll spare your life. But you have to knock the sports car next to you off,-- otherwise," a hoarse and dry voice came from the roof of the car, as if it was a cry from the depths of hell, which made people feel creepy to listen to, and the hairs on their bodies stood up unconsciously.