"What happened?" When Qi Shouheng heard the voice from the communicator, the moment when Qi Shouheng shouted in the car, there was a huge impact on the road behind. What he saw from the rear window was that a car on his side was pushed horizontally and hit the elevated guardrail. The entire body was deflated by one third, and the huge depression squeezed the window and exploded. .

A black shadow flashed from the fire.

A person? His mouth was slightly opened and his throat rolled dryly. What is the concept of a person being able to knock a car running at high speed like that and still jump around... When he thought about it, the man in the co-pilot was also giving orders: "Protect the car with cultural relics, there is only one person on the other side, and shoot directly without warning."

After receiving the orders from several cars behind, the car body slowly lowered the window while maintaining speed. A gun came out and glanced out vigilantly at both sides of the road.

The street lights were ringing continuously, and someone looked up. The figure jumped up again and approached the person in a car in front of him. He knocked off the gun in the other party's hand for a moment. His hand borrowed some force from the window and turned to the roof of the car. The driver was driving, and the roof cracked with a bang. One hand reached down, holding the steering wheel and twisted violently.

The car body made a sharp turn, crossing the middle of the road.

….

After stabilizing their bodies, the people in the back seat immediately shot at the roof of the car several times. Then, two lights of the car shone on their faces and reached out to block their sight. The car that was already on the brakes behind them still hit the car. The moment the door and the front of the car made a twisted sound of metal, the window broke, and the glass residue fell on the floor like jade beads. In front of the impact of the car, the windshield protruded outward, and the cracked spider patterns spread to the extreme. A screaming figure flew out and pounced on the engine cover, a bloody moan.

During breathing, the sound of impact comes one after another

Two other cars behind followed and rear-end collided. Fortunately, the impact was not as violent as before. Seven or eight men and women in black opened the car door with guns and rushed out. Someone found the target and raised their guns to shoot. The gunshots rang out in the dark.

Several sparks flashed on the roof of the car, and the figures quickly jumped up to the street lights by the bridge, and sped across the street. The group of people were blocked from the road, abandoned their vehicles and rushed to chase forward. Some people ran and sent a communication requesting support.

"Don't stop, keep opening"

In front, Dongfang Xu, who had always been calm, saw what happened in the reversing mirror of the car door. Sweat was already flowing across his cheeks. The men and women behind him were naturally not having a good time. Cai Zhao opened the car window and looked for the target. He found traces on the shaking lamp post that was being stepped on, raised his hand and pulled the trigger, and the flames spurted out from the muzzle.

With dense continuous firing, Mars splashed on the lamp post, making holes, and she turned anxiously: "Team leader, the bullet can't hit him! Can't hit him!"

"I'll help you!" As he said that, Qi Shouheng poked out half of his body and was flush with the roof from the car window, raised his gun to shoot. When the bullets were shot out, the footsteps on the lamp post above were walking, and the fire light splashed, and the warhead stayed in the column body and emitted residual heat.

At this moment, the figure who was speeding up on the bridge and the street lights increased its speed again, and the vehicles that were more than parallel rushed forward. In a section of the bridge, the white shadow reflected in black made a strange move.

Suddenly, the metal creaked and broke. A street lamp post was squeaked by his legs. The figure flipped into the air and threw it hard. The distance between seventeen or eighteen meters was instantly brought closer.

Dongfang Xu, behind the windshield, widened his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the black shadow flying in front of him magnified in his sight, and he shouted suddenly: "Stop"

The driver stepped on the brakes and the tires were locked to slide on the ground. Qi Shouheng and Cai Zhao, who were poking out the window, were hit by a huge force and returned to the car.

A huge sound of rupture sounded in front of him, and the lamp post was inserted like a cannonball, seven or eight meters away from the front of the vehicle, almost penetrated the bridge deck, and the lamp post buzzed and made a shaking sound in the air.

Click!

The white leather shoes fell on the asphalt ground, and their figures were tall and slender.

In the car that stopped suddenly, Dongfang Xu covered his forehead and raised his eyes. The wind blew across the bridge. The man in a white suit slowly walked towards them with his face covering.

"Get out of the car, beware!" He shouted softly, opened the car door as a cover, put the pistol on the window frame and pointed it at the figure coming from the opposite side: "The person in front of him stopped immediately, otherwise I would shoot."

After the words fell, pull the trigger.

Mars splashed beside the white leather shoes, but their steps were still moving, and they didn't seem to take the bullet to heart. Looking at the figure coming, Cai Zhao swallowed his saliva, his red lips tightly pursed, and his hands holding the gun were filled with sweat. Just as the other party was approaching, his steps stopped.

"Give me the scroll and the knife, I won't hurt my life too much." Bai Ning's voice was cold under the night.

In front, Dongfang Xuping raised his pistol and stood up from behind the car door. His arm scratched a layer of skin while braked, and blood was flowing. He sneered: "You dream."

The pistol was snapped again, but the standing figure was just turning his head and nothing happened.

"Give me the stuff!" Bai Ning spoke again, reiterating the previous words.

"That's the country..." The man who had always been tough finally softened at this moment. He shook his head: "We are public officials, and giving you things is just dereliction of duty. What is the difference between being a thief and sharing the spoils."

Cai Zhao and Qi Shouheng nodded, and they became bold. The dense footsteps behind them were running towards this side. Bai Ning, who only showed his eyes, nodded: "Very good."

He stretched out his arms and pinched the lamp posts inserted on the ground, and his figure rushed forward. On the other side, the guns in the hands of the three people were also firing at the same time. The sound of metal hitting on the bridge was making violent sounds, and Mars kept flashing on the dancing lamp posts and on the bridge.

Kakkakka….

The cracking sound of magazines hitting the air sounded in his hands. When the three of them changed in a hurry, their figures jumped up and jumped over their heads. The street lights turned into terrifying weapons in Bai Ning's hand and fell from the sky. A hole was violently inserted into the roof of the second car. The lamp post was sparked from the roof to the bottom of the car.

Bai Ning jumped down and opened the car door. The three old men inside sat in the back seat and their faces were pale. The old man in the middle spread his legs and the lamppost passed through his crotch. He was so scared that he trembled all over and handed the long wooden box in his hand with his trembling arms.

"A person who knows the current affairs." Bai Ning praised the other party, reached out and took the long wooden box and opened it. The black knife lying inside was the once slim, holding it in his hand, and the familiar feeling seemed to have vitality.

With a buzzing sound, pull it out.

The blade roared in the air, stunned the three old people in the car because they had studied before that there might be mechanisms between the scabbard and the hilt, which could not be opened for the time being without violent destruction. However... in this person's hands, it is as easy as ordinary people cutting their own mobile phones...

"How could this happen..." Dongfang Xu saw the figure holding a knife in the distance and murmured.

Bai Ning stroked the dark blade, "Old friend... we met again." The corner of his lips curled up a smile behind the cloth scarf, reached out to the car and took the box with the scroll in the car and tied it to his back. He jumped over the roof of the car, jumped onto the street light again to borrow the force, and sank into the darkness.

The dense footsteps rushed over and saw the car that was just nailed to the ground and the three old professors who were a little dazed. After a long time, Dongfang Xu took a deep breath to calm down, took out his cell phone and dialed it out.

"This is the third team of z9. There was an accident in the mission. The cultural relics escorted were stolen by an unknown person. There was only one person on the other side. You heard that correctly. There was only one person on the other side. You need to send a search team immediately. The other side left in the southeast. We continue to pursue the other side." After the words came, Dongfang Xu's tone became irritable: "If you have a helicopter, use a helicopter. Can I teach you this? The cameras at each street intersection should also be used, and all public places, stations, and Internet cafes must be monitored. I will have the result tomorrow morning, otherwise I will go to the headquarters to complain to you."

After saying that, he threw his phone to the ground with a sound.

"Mom!" He kicked the car hard.

...

The red color slowly rises on the eastern sea level. This is summer, and the morning air gradually turns from cool to hot in the light.

The city that had been silent for a long time began to be lively.

In a duplex apartment, the woman called out a few times in the restaurant downstairs with breakfast. On the table, a middle-aged man spread out the newspaper and looked at the morning news. Not long after, a beautiful and young woman on the stairs walked down in denim shorts and a white T-shirt. She picked up a piece of bread from the plate the woman was carrying, then kissed the woman's face, pushed open the door, and waved to the man reading the newspaper: "Dad, I want to go back and stroll, and I won't come back at noon."

The man frowned and wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by the woman, and smiled kindly: "Go, go, just don't be with those friends before."

Outside, the sound of the car started, and the middle-aged man threw away the newspaper and wanted to lose his temper, but the woman glared at him and retracted to her seat, "As sooner or later, something will happen if you spoil her like this."

"You father, haven't you noticed that after you came back from the hospital, our daughter seemed to be much more cheerful. This is a good thing, which means that she has come out of the shadow of the past. Parents should let her contact the outside world more. Don't look like you all day long." The woman called out and sat in her seat.

The man looked down and glanced, "It was because of my bitter and grudge that I caught you..."

Opposite the woman sneered at him.

The red sports car drove out of the street, and the pendant hanging on the rearview mirror swayed the woman's smile. Her name was Yelu Hongyu, one of the peaks of martial arts in the world, and now she was Ni Yao. She would not care about her name. She just knew who she was.

When she drove out of the winding mountain road, there seemed to be a traffic jam ahead. A car in front of her wanted to jump into the line, but it stuck in the right lane and kept it moving, making the car in the other direction unable to drive.

Yelu Hongyu opened the car door and walked over, knocked on the other party's car window. When she put it down, a young man appeared, chewing gum and looking at her: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"fine."

Then, Yelu Hongyu smiled, cut the other party, raised the window, walked back to the other side of the man's car, and lifted his foot and kicked.

As the car moved and stuck to the guardrail in the left lane, she clapped her hands and turned back to her car, turned the steering wheel and rushed over.

The man couldn't open the car door and crawled out from the other side. He opened his mouth wide when he looked at the sunken car door. Many people around him walked out of the car and looked at the car, his eyes almost falling down.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz sports car, Yelu Hongyu laughed wildly. The world made her feel fresh and exciting that she had never seen before. However, the speed of the car dropped again. Someone waved the baton in front of them and asked them to stop the car. She frowned and a helicopter rushed over from above her head in the sky.

It seems that something big happened.
Chapter completed!