When the car and the two police cars were more than 200 meters apart, Leng Ye suddenly poked out from the window and aimed at a police car in front of him. At the same time as the gunshots sounded, the police car "boomed" and exploded. The explosion shock wave threw out the police officers hiding behind the car from a distance, lying on the ground in blood, unable to move.

A distance of two hundred meters was in the blink of an eye. One drove to break through two police cars blocking the road. The wheels were crushed by the two policemen lying on the ground. There was no howling, only the sound of bone cracking.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, Wen Yan's car immediately retreated. Before he could turn around, the 11's car had already hit. The fronts of the two cars kissed intimately, one quickly retreated, and the other was pushing forward desperately.

Three people came out of the classical Chinese car. Two were from the Western world, one was from the Eastern world but could not tell which country it was. The three pistols all shot at 11 in the driver's seat. 11 bent down to avoid the bullets, and the windshield had dense bullet holes. When the crack spread to the maximum extent, the windshield finally could not withstand the impact of the last bullet and broke with a "slam".

Leng Ye, who was hiding in the passenger seat, suddenly raised his head and fired at the car in front with an ak. Neither car was bulletproof. Ak had a strong penetration at close range. The bullet penetrated the iron sheet and glass, and immediately shot the two people sitting in the front row of the car into hornet's nests.

This is the advantage of weapons. The power of pistols is far from comparable to assault rifles. Similarly, assault rifles cannot be compared with heavy machine guns. Because they had to follow the police, they could not carry heavy weapons with them. Only four bodyguards with gun certificates could carry a pistol in close proximity to each person, so when they met 11, who had heavy firepower, they were immediately crippled.

This is also a big deal about Wen Yan. He has made great calculations. But he failed to calculate that 11 could break through the police's siege and finally intercept them in front of him.

The car that lost control was hit by 11 and stopped the roadside iron encirclement. The two cars were almost silent at the same time. 11 and Leng Ye jumped out of the car. The firebird replaced Leng Ye's position and continued to shoot into the classical Chinese car, providing fire cover for 11 and Leng Ye.

As soon as 11 was covered by the car door, the door was suddenly kicked open by the person inside, and a figure rushed out at an extremely fast speed and rushed towards 11.

11 squinted his eyes hard. He was too familiar with the aura of the other party, bloodthirsty, cruel, and depressed. This was the unique smell of the members trained by the devil. He glanced at the watch on the man's wrist, and 1 had already confirmed his thoughts. The bodyguards around the devil were sent by the devil. It seemed that the devil was still immortal in the Eastern world and was looking for another way to penetrate secretly.

Before the bodyguard could shoot, he felt a coldness penetrated deep into the bone marrow when he held the gun. Then a sharp pain spread to the brain. 11's movement was too fast, and the bodyguard could not even see how he took action. The sharp Zhanyue had cut off his wrist with bones and flesh. Then, Zhanyue quickly cut the bodyguard's throat. The bodyguard opened his eyes wide and could not believe until his death. He was an elite from the devil, so why did he not even have the strength to fight back in front of 11?

On the other side, Leng Ye had already opened the door and pulled Wen Yan out of the car. Another bodyguard in the car was under the focal care of Firebird. None of his body was intact. Wen Yan was also shot in the abdomen, and a big hole was blown up, and half of his intestines flowed outside. He covered the wound on his abdomen and stared at Leng Ye fiercely. At this moment, Wen Yan had already become a bloody man, and his whole body was stained with blood, but most of the bodyguards around him splashed on him.

11 walked over, grabbed the left hand of classical Chinese and looked at it. He also wore a devil's watch on his left wrist.

"What should I do?" Leng Ye looked around and asked. Both cars were completely scrapped. No car passed by near the highway where they were located, and the means of escape now became a big problem.

11 didn't say anything. He just stretched out a hand to cover the watch on Wen Yan's left hand. Suddenly, Wen Yan trembled all over, and his whole left hand was quietly covered by a thin layer of frost. When 11 let go of his hand, the whole watch condensed into a piece of ice crystal.

Wen Yan looked at his left arm with disbelief. He began to feel a chilling and bone-black feeling on his whole hand. In just a blink of an eye, the arm completely lost its feeling, as if his arm no longer belonged to him. Until 11, a knife was slashed at the top of the arm, the arm suddenly broke out like a broken popsicle, and no blood was sprayed out. The blood on the whole arm had solidified. You could clearly see the frozen blood vessels at the fracture, the frozen and broken muscle tissue and the bones with a bone marrow hanging outside. At this moment, Wen Yan felt a sudden burst of mo

The fear of fame may be that some people may not be afraid of death, but seeing their bodies with their own eyes still able to face them calmly is not something that ordinary people can do. Classical Chinese is just an ordinary person, without the training of the devil, he is just a prince of a gang. When he was studying in the coal country, he was noticed by the devil and joined the ordinary person under their control under threat and temptation. If it weren't for the secret help of the devil, a prince of a powerless prince would not be able to successfully take over a gang from his father's hands in a very short time.

"Ah!!" Wen Yan knelt on the ground, covering the broken mouth on his arm, and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

11 But there was not so much kindness. He knocked classical Chinese out of nowhere, threw his broken arm, frozen into a popsicle, into the car, and left with classical Chinese.

Leng Ye had already called the firebird to carry Xuelinger and Dowell out of the car, each carrying one on his back, and quickly followed behind 11. A few minutes later, Wenyan's car suddenly exploded, and the whole car suddenly fell into the sea of ​​fire. When the police arrived for help, only the bodies of the police were found in one place, including four who were still half breath and several cars that had already fallen into the sea of ​​fire.

11. Leng Ye and Fireniao took care of the injured person, and they were dodging all the way to approach the nearest residential area. After stealing a car parked on the side of the road, the group finally had tools for transportation. However, 11 did not start the car, but continued to park in place, with six people squeezing in the car. Occasionally a police car drove by nearby. No one noticed that there were six people squeezing in this car that could be seen everywhere.

"What should I do now?" Leng Ye asked quietly after another police car drove past nearby.

11 asked back without answering: "Leng Ye, are there any way for you and Firebird to leave safely with Xuelinger and Dowell?"

Leng Ye immediately understood what 11 wanted to do. He said in surprise: "Do you want to act alone?"

"Our identity has been exposed, and at most a few hours, the Dragon Soul people will arrive. Only by trying to minimize our goals can we be safer."

Leng Ye nodded. Indeed, the three of them were still carrying two people who could not move. It would be fine to meet an ordinary policeman. If they really met the Dragon Soul, they would not be able to escape.

"But what do you do?" Leng Ye was worried about his question.

"I have a way myself. Can you take them away safely?"

"We can walk on foot and hide while walking. I think the police officers and I, Firebird, couldn't find us. As long as we can run to the river, we can steal a boat and leave the waterway."

"Okay." 11 nodded and said, "I'm here to make noise and help you attract their attention."

"But what about you?"

"I'll go find Yue'er."

"I don't know where she is. Even if you are rescued, how can you run away with a woman with no fighting power?"

11 said lightly: "As long as Yue'er is safely handed over to Longhun, it's fine. I can easily run by myself."

Leng Ye thought about it and stopped arguing. Dragon Soul would not hurt Ouyang Yue'er. As long as Dragon Soul finds her, it will be handed over to Ouyang Bo immediately. There is only one person in 11, and there is no burden on Dowell and Xue Ling'er, two people who cannot fight, and the chance of escaping is higher. Moreover, Xue Ling'er's injury cannot be dragged any longer. It will be more dangerous if he drags it for a moment.

"Okay, be careful." Leng Ye was a decisive person. He made up his mind and did it immediately. He asked the Firebird to carry Dovell and Xuelinger together. They took advantage of the night to take care of the alleys and alleys and hike quietly to the riverside. Now they can only run, and if they drive, the target will be too obvious.

After watching Leng Ye and Firebird disappearing into the dark corner with their backs, 11 crawled to the back seat to wake up the classical Chinese. The classical Chinese who had just woken up subconsciously wanted to scream, but 11 quickly covered his mouth with his quick eyes and hands, and could only make a "whimper" sound from his throat.

"Where is Ouyang Yue'er?" 11 asked in a low voice.

The muscles in the corners of Wen Yan's eyes twitched twice, but they didn't say anything. Wen Yan was very smart. He knew that once he said it, he would definitely die, and it would be safer not to say it. Just drag it for a while and wait for the police to find him. Even if he died, he could still take 11 for him to bury him.

Don’t you know what classical Chinese thought 11 is? He suddenly pinched one of Wen Yan’s fingers and twisted them hard, and heard a "click". The finger was twisted by 11 with brute force.

"Woo!!" Wen Yan screamed in pain, but 11 covered his mouth tightly and could not make a sound. He could only curl up his body into a ball and tremble all over, and at the same time, two tears fell on the corners of his eyes to express his pain.

11 pointed to a small piece of intestines exposed on Wenyan’s belly and said, “I can pull out your intestines.”

Wen Yan suddenly stiffened all over, and the fear in episode 11 made him forget that his fingers were hurting. Wen Yan himself had done this. He looked at the pain of the person who was pulled out of his intestines. But if this happened to him, it would be less fun.

"Tell me where Yue'er is, I can let you live."

A trace of hesitation appeared in the eyes of Classic Chinese. 11 slowly let go of the palm that covered his mouth. He was not worried that Classic Chinese would scream because Classic Chinese was not that stupid and dared to call for help at such a time. Classic Chinese was indeed very cooperative, but he was breathing heavily, and sweat as big as beans were constantly oozing out of his blue face.

After a while, Wen Yan shook her head and said hoarsely, "Even if you are willing to let me go, the devil will not let me go."

11 pointed to his empty left arm: "Your watch has been removed by me."

Wen Yan smiled bitterly, and indeed removed the threat that made him unable to sleep or eat, but the price he paid was too high.

"If you're worried that they'll send killers to you, I can help you contact the big circle and hire a mercenary to protect you."

Wen Yan hesitated a little, and of course he knew that in the Eastern world, the devil dared not face the big circle head-on.

After thinking about it, Wen Yan asked, "Does I let me go after I tell you?"

"No." 11 shook his head and said, "I will knock you out, hide you in this car, and you will be safe after dawn."

Wen Yan finally believed that 11 would let him go. If 11 said it would, then he would not tell Ouyang Yue'er's hiding place even if he was beaten to death. Once he was asked to leave, he would immediately notify the police. Even 11 himself would be in danger, so 11's words dispelled his doubts.

"When will you help me hire a big circle?" Wen Yan asked worriedly.

"It's OK at any time. You will make this call when you wake up tomorrow." 11 said after reporting a string of phone numbers: "This is the phone number of the elder of the Qing Gang Yu Guanghai. The people in the big circle are now visiting him. As long as you find him, you can find the big circle."

Classical Chinese silently wrote down this phone number that he didn't know whether it was true or false. He had no choice. After all, he was still a person who was afraid of death. Now he could only beg to pass the 11th level first. As for the devil's revenge, he could only take one step. After all, this is the Dragon Kingdom, not the West, but the Eastern world that the devil's power cannot reach.

"Where is Ouyang Yue'er?" 11 asked again.

"My home." Wen Yan sighed and said truthfully: "Hide in the basement of my home."

"How to get in?"

"The wardrobe in my room and the partition behind it is a secret door."

"Is anyone guarding?"

Wen Yan shook her head.

11 I squinted my eyes and looked at the classical Chinese for a while. The classical Chinese expression was decadent and helpless, but there was no inappropriateness of the flashing eyes.

"Did the devil cooperate with Blood Rose?" 11 suddenly asked.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

11 suddenly swung his right hand, and Zhan Yue, who was holding in his hand, sat lightly on Wen Yan's throat. Wen Yan opened his mouth wide and stared at 11, but his eyes were already in vain.

"What is a promise? A promise is to drink boiled water. There is no need to keep it for promises that are not good for yourself. Remember, don't believe the promises anyone has given you, because those things are farts! There is no need to keep the promises you give to others. If you want to live in this world, it depends on strength, not on promises!" This is what the instructor once taught 11. He remembers it very clearly and will never forget it.

Locked the car door, 11 cats, carefully rushed into a nearby alley, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

In the car, only a corpse that was gradually cold and dead was left.
Chapter completed!