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Chapter 920, Bury Alive If You Can't Break It!(1/2)

Update time:2011-09-20

Chapter 920: If you can’t break it, you’ll be buried alive!

Hongji felt aggrieved, and Silla felt even more aggrieved.

If a grown man is forced to do this by you, he will have no shame and skin if he tells it, right?

This woman was so strong that one of his two companions was dead and the other injured, leaving them almost powerless to resist.

He originally wanted to shoot her from behind while she was entangled with her assistant, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so sensitive. She broke away from the battle group in time and immediately started to counterattack.

Fortunately, he had this specially customized and fortress-like Mercedes-Benz to protect him. If she didn't have weapons of mass destruction, she probably wouldn't be able to do anything to herself.

He saw Hongji jumping around and cursing, but he had no intention of listening to what she was talking about.

At this time, there is no way to take care of her companions, and she will probably solve the problem without leaving any further trouble.

He wants to escape.

He started the car and slammed into Hongji fiercely.

Naturally, Hongjie would not let the car hit her. She stepped back continuously, then jumped back and fell onto a big rock at the foot of the mountain.

“Idiot.” Silla cursed in her heart.

He suddenly slammed on the brakes, stopping the car from hitting the mountain wall. Then he reversed the car quickly, hoping to use his speed advantage to get rid of the woman.

"It's not that easy to escape." Hongji jumped up and flew towards the front of the car.

However, the car window suddenly opened, and Siro's pistol stretched out from the car window, aimed at Hongji flying in mid-air, and fired twice.

Hongji was shocked. She rolled the whip on the rearview mirror of the car, then pulled hard, and her body flew to the other side of the car.

Bang!

Bang!

The loud gunshots carried far away, and the bullets punched two holes several centimeters deep in a boulder.

Ever since he saw Hong Jie's skill, Silla had no delusion that he could hit the target easily.

The reason why he fired so easily was just to intercept her and delay her pursuit.

But he didn't expect that she would wrap the whip around the car's head mirror, so that no matter where he drove, she would be with him.

The whip is the medium between her and the car. She can move when the car stops, and she can also move when the car stops.

"Damn it." Silla was furious, but there was nothing he could do. "Since you are so looking for death, then I will give you a ride -"

Silla closed the car window tightly again, and he was going to drive the car directly to Tongque Terrace. With Bai Canpu's help, they could easily get rid of the little girl - if she didn't run away midway.

Of course, at this time, he didn't know that Bai Canpu's situation was not much better than his.

Hongjie was also very anxious. She couldn't find the person in the car, let alone be taken to where he wanted to go.

what to do?

An idea struck her and she jumped onto the roof of the car.

Then he reached into his arms and stretched out a sharp dagger from his waist.

With a shake of her right hand, the tip of the whip left the rearview mirror and landed in her hand.

She nimbly tied the dagger to the tip of the whip, then raised her right hand high above her head and swung it in a circle. The whip with the dagger attached to it tore the air and made a hissing sound.

One lap——

Two laps——

Three circles——

When she felt that the time was right for the dagger to exert its maximum destructive power, she suddenly swung the whip and pricked the car tires.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the rear tires of the car sank, and then there was a rattling sound on the ground. The car that was originally running smoothly began to become bumpy, as if it was a dog missing a leg.

Same.

The tires are the only weak point of this car. Even though they are made of special rubber material, they are rubber after all, right?

The dagger used by Hongji was a gift from the previous generation of Gu King. It looked dark, and I didn't know what material it was made of, but it was extremely sharp and could cut iron like clay.

Under the strong force of the whip, the dagger actually pierced the inner and outer membranes of the tire, paralyzing one foot of the car.

Hongjie originally didn't have much confidence in this move, but when she saw that it succeeded, she was filled with joy.

Fortunately, she retracted the whip quickly enough, otherwise the inertial rotation of the tires would have pulled her off the roof of the car.

After a successful blow, she followed suit and flew towards the front wheel of the car with the whip again.

Bang--

This time the force was too small and it didn't puncture.

Although the dagger hit the tire, it failed to touch the inner tube.

She increased her strength, and after more than ten rounds in the air, she launched her attack again.

Bang!

Another tire was punctured, and the entire car was tilted. The wheels on one side were all good, but the two wheels on the other side were all blown out, making it impossible to maintain balance.

Of course, this is also the result Hongji wants.

She was standing precariously on the roof of the car, as if she could fall to the ground at any time, like a bird flying in the storm.

Hongjie did not continue to ravage the car tires, but flew down, rolled up a big stone from the whip, and blocked it in the middle of the road.

Then the second piece, the third piece——

As far as the naked eye could see, everything was rolled up and piled together by her whip.

Originally, the wheel of the Mercedes-Benz had burst and the chassis became very low. Now it is very difficult to push over these big rocks.

After a few clicking noises, the car stopped and could not move.

There was a stone stuck under the chassis. If it was not removed, the car would not be able to run again.

But who dares to go down and pick up stones?

Hongjie did not give up.

After stopping the car, she ran up the mountain.

Silla, who had long since lost her gentlemanly demeanor and was as anxious as a frog in a frying pan, looked at Hongji's background with confusion on her face, what is she going to do?

Soon, he knew this woman's evil thoughts.

Because there was a rumbling sound from the top of the mountain, large rocks were raining down on the Mercedes-Benz with the force of thunder.

"If I can't break you, why can't I crush you?"

This was Hongji's idea. She was still thinking, if this doesn't work, I will just bury you alive.

Anyway, there are plenty of rocks on the mountain, and it’s free.

Silla didn't know whether the car could withstand the heavy impact of these rocks - he was very confident before, but when he saw huge rocks falling, he became uncertain.

What if by chance - I can't bear it?

"Can't wait any longer," he said to himself.

Just as the boulder was about to fall, he kicked the door open and rolled out.

Bang bang bang——

Loud noises were heard, and large rocks hit the Mercedes-Benz. The door collapsed and the body was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

Silla originally wanted to roll off the cliff and escape, but before he could make a decision, he saw the little girl running towards him again - why is this woman so fast?

He gritted his teeth, used the body of the Mercedes-Benz as a cover and started shooting.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

When he fired the last three bullets in the pistol and the little girl was still alive and kicking, he aimed the gun at his head and resolutely pulled the trigger.

Life is sometimes more difficult to accept than death.

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Until this moment, Bai Poju still refused to give up and insisted on taking him away, which was somewhat beyond Bai Canpu's expectations.

There's nothing wrong with being arrogant, but you have to have some intelligence, right?

Now being pointed at two pistols, why should he bargain with himself?

The gunshot wound on his leg made him grimace in pain. Although he had to endure it in order to save face in front of his elder brother, the sweat on his forehead was still falling like a broken pearl.
To be continued...
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