Xiao Yang's eyes widened, he glanced at the reflection of the rearview mirror, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his mind, he guessed that the one who could use such despicable means was Zhang Hao's father Zhang Tianlin!

What an annoying fly! It seems that you have to take some time to swatter this fly to death!

Xiao Yang said in his heart.

Then the steering wheel in his hand turned, the front of the car adjusted, and he drove directly into another road.

The car that followed Xiao Yang along the way did not hesitate at all and drove into another road.

The car drove not far away, Xiao Yang stopped the car and glanced at the rearview mirror.

The car did not stop, but was getting faster and faster, and directly hit his car.

Bang--

The classic car left by Mosen is already old and its body is crisp, so it can't withstand such impacts. The rear of the entire car has changed shape.

Xiao Yang opened the car door and walked out of the car. Almost at the same moment, the door of the car behind him was also opened. A group of well-equipped men with masks rushed down from the car, and the muzzle equipped with infrared aiming was aimed directly at the vital parts of Xiao Yang's body. The mobile phone remembers it for a second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

Damn! Zhang Tianlin is playing hard now!

When Xiao Yang saw the posture of these people, he thought that Zhang Tianlin spent a lot of money to avenge Zhang Hao.

The group of people didn't say a word, and their index fingers were pulled on the trigger. In an instant, the trigger was pulled, and the muzzle shot out flames in the rich night, and the bullets shot towards Xiao Yang at a rapid speed.

What a bunch of stupid guys!

Before Xiao Yang came into contact with the mysterious world of martial arts, in the face of such a situation, his first choice must be to dodge and find cover, but now this is no longer his first choice!

Just as the continuous bullets were shooting at him.

The source of spiritual power in his body seemed to have noticed the coming of danger, and a powerful wave of spiritual power was gushed out like a conditioned reflex.

In just a moment, the wave of spiritual power swept across every meridian on the body, and a vigorous wave of air appeared on Xiao Yang's body...

Bang bang bang-

The dense bullets shot on Xiao Yang, one by one by one by the rock-solid air waves above Xiao Yang's body.

I only saw an innumerable warhead landing at Xiao Yang's feet.

Everyone holding the gun opened their eyes one by one, their pupils shrank, and cold sweat was flowing behind them.

"This...how is this possible..."

This was the first time they saw someone with bare hands to resist bullets, and they were frightened and stunned.

Xiao Yang's mouth became more and more curled, and the playful smile on his face became more and more intense, "You're over, it's my turn now!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward in the air, and his figure turned into a phantom under the silver afterglow. In just a moment, his figure had already reached the person holding a gun.

The smile on his face was like the smile of death, full of endless coldness.

Without waiting for these people to say anything begging for mercy, several people have become corpses in just a few short breaths.

The remaining person was frightened and trembled all over. He shouted in panic, then dropped the gun in his hand, turned around and ran away.

But when he turned around, he found that his feet were off the ground, and he picked him up from the ground with one hand, which was extremely light and as if he was carrying a little chicken.

"Don't...don't kill me! It was Zhang Tianlin who asked us to come!"
Chapter completed!