Ye Qingyan really didn't mean it, who made Huo Xiujie grow so strong, she really didn't hold it.

There were a lot of cars around that could move, and when the gunshots rang out just now, even if they hit a large number of cars, all the cars that could run ran away.

The rest are either terrorists or the dark left, and none of them are good guys anyway.

Ye Qingyan jumped into the car and stepped on the accelerator fiercely.

The Humvee itself is powerful and bulletproof, equivalent to a small tank.

Therefore, Ye Qingyan waved the steering wheel and directly asked the Hummer to push the cars in front of him and drive towards the pass.

Finally set foot on the border of Nanyang Kingdom, Ye Qingyan began to choose a small road to drive.

In particular, the location of the X-2 lab is in a nuclear radiation zone, and the Dark Left is all set up for secrecy.

Fortunately, this exclusive Hummer is not only bulletproof, but also radiation-proof.

Otherwise, how can it be called exclusive.

So at that time, Li Shaoze waited in the café for so long, waiting for the transport plane to transport the Humvee to the border and drive the car to the laboratory.

Huo Xiujie's tall body was still lying on the floor in the back seat, and Ye Qingyan couldn't imagine what his face would look like.

The Nanyang country is rich in tea, and the Hummer cars travel through the tea fields, and the green world is on both sides.

The air was filled with the faint aroma of tea, and the mood suddenly brightened.

And the weather here is also good, a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

The tense atmosphere at the pass just now had long since dissipated, and without Huo Xiujie's verbosity, the journey seemed to be gradually becoming boring.

Ye Qingyan's eyelids jumped, and a black dot with a spark in front of him was getting bigger and bigger.

She immediately swung the steering wheel.

"Bang!"

The Humvee jolted violently, and a rocket hit the place where the Humvee had just been going.

There was an ambush.

"Tom!"

Huo Xiujie's head hit the car door, making a sound like a watermelon falling to the ground.

"Huh?"

At this time, Huo Xiujie, who was lying in the back seat, snorted and moved slightly.

Then he raised his hand and touched the top of his head, and then he got up sleepily.

Ye Qingyan glanced in the rearview mirror and startled her.

She almost thought that the ghost had come from somewhere to seek revenge.

Huo Xiujie's nose was red and swollen like a small tomato, and under his nose, there were two nosebleeds that flowed down to his chin.

On the originally beautiful face, there was a large bruise on the left cheekbone, and it was swollen like bread.

To put it simply, he doesn't even recognize who his mother is.

Generally, boys who look prettier than women are narcissistic.

What if he knew that his face had become like this, and he committed suicide in a sad heart, then the mission would not have been lost.

Therefore, Ye Qingyan had to pretend that he didn't see anything.

Another rocket flew in, and the Humvee scrambled out of the way.

"Suddenly—suddenly—"

Suddenly, the violent engine sound of a motorcycle came from a distance.

Ye Qingyan and Huo Xiujie looked over at the same time, and a rider wearing a black leather coat and a black helmet lifted the front of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle and rushed towards their Humvee.

The motorcycle rushed straight to the roof of the car and flew into the air.

The rider drew his submachine gun in the air and fired at the people who were surrounding the roadside.

In the tea plantation on the side of the road, bursts of leaves flew wildly.

The Harley-Davidson landed in front of the Humvee and fell to the ground.

The rider landed and rolled twice, then got down on one knee, drew his pistol, and killed the man who had already rushed to the side of the road.

"Bang!"