Without thinking about it, Chen An took out a pistol directly from his waist and frantically poured bullets at the opponent's head until the magazine was empty.

But the small-caliber pistol apparently did little harm.

The motorcycle lagged behind for only a moment, and then caught up again.

Soon, the rest of the bikes followed, and they were distributed around the sports car, surrounding them in a semicircle.

Chen'an looked at the road in front of him, and there were still two last bends in the road out of the city.

As long as he can get to the straight road out of town, he will soon be able to shake off the motorcycle behind him with the speed advantage of the sports car.

Dusty gritted his teeth, and he slammed the steering wheel at the risk of losing control of the car.

If he was still surrounded by these bikes at the next turn, he wouldn't even have a chance to turn.

The other party may not have thought that Chen'an would be so deadly, the motorcycle at high speed is not easy to control, and after being hit by Chen'an, the motorcycle on his left is directly out of control.

After the sound of metal grinding, the motorcycle left a long scratch on the body of the sports car.

Chen'an stepped on the brakes again, barely controlling the body.

Several motorcycles that followed closely behind saw the dust and brakes, and they could only dodge again and again, changing to another direction to surround the sports car in front.

Before Chen An could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

He jerked the seat down, and a sharp steel knife slashed through his cheek, leaving a shallow trail of blood.

If he hadn't dodged just now, the steel knife would have plunged straight into his temple.

Dusty looked to the left, and the motorcyclist, who had just lost control, had grabbed the window, and the steel knife was also sticking out of his arm.

Chen'an was a little hairy from the red-glowing eyes.

Ignoring the detour ahead, he slammed the steering wheel again, trying to throw the man in front of him out of the car.

However, the man's feet seemed to have a magnetic force, and they were fiercely attached to the car.

"Step on the gas!" Irene suddenly shouted.

At the end of the detour, a convoy blocked their way.

I don't know which gang is hiding behind the car with guns, and as soon as they approach, they will be greeted by a rain of bullets.

Dusty put down his seat and couldn't see anything in front of him.

But after hearing Irene's words, he didn't think about it, changed gears with his right hand, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The man lying on the car wanted to attack again, but he was shaken by the sudden increase in speed and almost fell.

The people who stopped at the end of the road were all stupid.

The other party had no intention of stopping at all, but planned to collide directly with it as fast as possible.

"Spread out!"

The two of them were not driving heavy trucks like the Beast Master Association, and there was only one result when the sports car crashed, and that was the destruction of the car and the death.

Although Chen'an can't be seen, when it gets closer, the sound of the vehicle alarm keeps ringing, and the frequency is getting faster and faster.

He knew there was an obstacle ahead, but now he had no choice.

If they park now, they will be greeted by six men who are as terrifying as the cars next to them.

Believe in Irene's words, there may be a glimmer of life.

He subconsciously took Jiu'er into his arms, his right foot was still on the accelerator, and he didn't dare to let go for a moment.

Chen'an closed his eyes and waited for the final ending.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Chen'an suddenly felt that his body was wrapped in a huge piece of flesh.

He knew it was Irene trying to protect him, so he didn't struggle.

In the end, the sports car driven by Chenan and Ireen still crashed into the car blocking the road in front of them.

The violent impact directly tore a hole in the defense line, and one of the cars was pushed out by the sports car dozens of meters away before stopping.

Under the huge inertia, the man who had been lying on the car directly drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Under Irene's protection, Chen'an was not injured, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the fox mask had been shattered in half, lying quietly in his arms.

This was the first time Chen'an had seen such a creature.

By the clothes on the creature's body, as well as the half-white cheeks and crimson pupils, he could recognize that it was Irene standing in front of him.

The other half of Irene's face was covered in scales, and blue horns had grown on top of her head.

Her right arm ripped through her clothes, and the massive claws shielded Dusty from the damage of the impact.

"Don't look at me." Facing Chen'an's gaze, Irene subconsciously dodged her eyes.

Chen'an still stared at Irene blankly, and he felt that his spiritual power seemed to condense into a red silk thread, slowly winding towards Irene .

He broke free from the tentacles that bound him and subconsciously leaned his forehead up.

There was a chill on the silver scales, and the red pupils were full of disbelief.

The moment his forehead touched, Chen'an felt that various images flashed through his mind.

But by the time he tried to grab it, the images were all gone.

The only thing he can be sure of now is that the spiritual power between the two people is connected, which is the feeling when he first made a contract with Jiu'er.

Jiu'er also jumped onto Chen'an's shoulder, and there was a faint glow in the pupils of one gold and one blue.

"I feel your power."

Irene slowly let go of Chen'an, she felt that the spiritual power of the two was connected, and a steady stream of power was surging towards her.

Chen'an's spiritual power is like a vast ocean, constantly nourishing her.

After leaving Chen'an, the other half of Irene's face was completely covered in scales.

But she hadn't turned into some terrible monster, and she still kept her sanity in her crimson eyes.

Chen'an stood in place and covered his head, he felt a strong sense of detachment, and his spiritual power was like a substantial energy, constantly surging towards Irene along the red line.

The system panel appeared in front of him.

[Name]: Something foreign

[Quality]: Myth

[Stamina]: Unobservable

[Strength]: Unobservable

[Velocity]: Not observable

[Intelligence]: Unobservable

[Skill]: Judgment (lv?).

Insufficient permissions to assign attribute points.

The pain of mental detachment caused Chen'an to sit on the ground, unable to do anything.

He didn't understand why the system would judge Irene as a beast when she was obviously a human.

Jiu'er lay beside Chen'an and suddenly said something that made him incomprehensible.

"She, like me, is not of this world."

The dust was full of questions, but he couldn't say a word.

He could only watch as Irene, who had turned into a beast, rushing into the crowd like a killing god.

The body that couldn't even be pierced by bullets just now was torn apart like a toy in her hands.

The gang members had already scattered and fled, and they had never seen such a strange scene.

Everyone recognized Irene as the royal beast of dust, and the young beast directly tore the people of the Northern Bear Executive Department in half!