When Umekawa Kuzi and the others were all killed, Ye Fan was resting against a moving tram.
My anxious heart was relieved.
After entering the Black Dragon Underground Palace, he, Tang Shi'er and others were on tenterhooks, always worried that the middle-aged woman would come out without any warning.
The opponent's strength was arrogant and his speed was extremely fast. In this dark environment, except for Ye Fan, almost no one could resist.
Therefore, more than fifty people moved very slowly. When they found the tram, their ears could hear the sound of Umikawa Kuko exploding steel plates.
Now that they got on the tram and left Laboratory No. 7, Ye Fan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
In order to save a few more people, and to confuse Jing Gong Masako and the others, Tang Shi'er divided the people into four groups and got on four trams to drive in four directions.
If they are all concentrated in one train, it is easy for the blood doctor gate to be locked, and then they will be attacked from both inside and outside without leaving any trace behind.
Ye Fan knows this difference and many people may never see each other again, but he also knows that this is the world, and it is never perfect, only when you can't help yourself.
"Whoosh——"
The tram was a bit old-fashioned, but it was still usable. Controlled by the Tang clan disciples, it drove westward at a speed of 30 per hour.
"In an hour, the tram will reach an exit, Qingshui Pier!"
"When we arrive at Qingshui Pier, we secretly hijack a ship, then rush out of the Yangguo waters as quickly as possible, enter the high seas, and break into Centipede Island."
"As long as we enter the centipede sea, our lives will be saved."
"After all, this is the southern territory."
"The people of the Southern Kingdom and the people of the Yang Kingdom have been feuding for hundreds of years. The slightest extreme move by the Yang Kingdom people will easily lead to a violent crusade from all over the Southern Kingdom."
"So as long as we reach the surface of the Centipede Sea, no matter how angry or aggrieved the Blood Medicine Sect is, they will not dare to attack us again."
On the tram, Tang Shi'er sat opposite Ye Fan, took out the map of the Black Dragon Underground Palace and pointed:
"The only variable now is the distance from the underground palace to the pier."
"There are still 500 meters from the exit to the seaside. If we are blocked by Yangguo people first, and the ground is open, it will be difficult for us to survive."
Tang Shi'er was happy but also worried.
If there is really no way to survive, he can be calm. Now, even an old fox like him is a little confused in this 50-50 life and death situation.
"Leave it to fate!"
There were not many ups and downs on Ye Fan's face: "We can't control Jing Gong Masako's deployment. All we can do is try our best to survive."
He took the water handed over by Song Hongyan and took a sip, then tensed up and glanced behind him.
He felt something following behind him.
"It's a pity that there is no signal here, and our communication has been blocked. Otherwise, there would be an extra chance of survival."
Tang Shi'er took out his cell phone and looked at it: "I hope God can have mercy on us and let us get to this point, and give us one last blow."
"Bang--"
Ye Fan was about to speak, but suddenly his ears twitched.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind the tram: "Did you hear any noise?"
Tang Shi'er and Song Hongyan instinctively tensed up their nerves, but then they all shook their heads: "No!"
Are you hallucinating?
Ye Fan frowned slightly, stood up and walked to the back with the knife and gun in hand, and checked carefully, but found no clues.
It was just that when he was about to return to his position a few meters away, his eyelids couldn't stop twitching.
"die--"
He exerted force with his left hand, stabbed the knife directly towards the roof ventilation window of the car.
Fast, hard, and with brute force, the katana pierced the window with a click.
A burst of heat also burst out from the katana.
"flutter--"
"ah--"
There was a sharp sound, and a white figure swooped away from the roof of the car, clinging to the wall like a gecko.
She was filled with fear and vigilance, and then smiled sternly at Ye Fan.
The harsh laughter made Tang Shi'er and Song Hongyan shiver, and they drew their weapons and were on high alert.
The other person's facial features disappeared in a flash.
The white figure stopped pursuing it, and the tram moved some distance away from it.
But Ye Fan still caught a familiar face:
Lin Qiuling?
There was indescribable shock on his face. The white figure looked so similar to Lin Qiuling.
Apart from their different stature and pale skin color, their faces are almost identical.
Could it be that she is Lin Qiuling? Is she a woman sent from Longdu? Is she number 49?
But how is this possible?
Ye Fan was first surprised that the other party was Lin Qiuling, and then shook his head vigorously, impossible, impossible.
Lin Qiuling had her silver needle pulled out by Tang Ruoxue and burned to ashes. How could she still be alive and captured as an experimental subject?
It was just the similarity between the two that shocked Ye Fan.
He thought that if he returned to Baocheng alive, he must ask Tang Ruoxue if Lin Qiuling was burned to ashes.
"Quick, drive faster!"
Tang Shi'er was very afraid of middle-aged women and worried that these people would rush onto the train to seize the title, so he hurriedly asked the Tang clan's children to move forward at full speed.
An hour later, the tram arrived at the end. Ye Fan, Tang Pingfan and others got off first, opened several steel doors, and finally pried open an overgrown pavilion.
A group of twelve people emerged from the underground palace.
The air suddenly became fresher.
Ye Fan and Tang Shi'er took a few deep breaths of air, with a hint of excitement on their faces.
"Come out, come out!"
Song Hongyan was also very happy: "It seems that the steel plate is hard enough and helped us delay a lot of time."
"There's still one last step left!"
Ye Fan smiled: "Let's go to the dock!"
Now is not the time to celebrate, only evacuating to the Centipede Sea is truly safe.
At the same time, he was a little strange.
Logically speaking, Masako Keigong knew that they had entered the underground palace, and no matter whether they were dead or alive, he should mobilize heavy firepower to guard the four entrances and exits.
Especially this exit leading to the Centipede Sea, the Blood Medicine Sect should guard it closely to prevent him from escaping from here.
Now it seems that there are not a large number of manpower ahead, obviously the enemy has not reacted or arrived yet.
And this shouldn't be the case.
Could it be that Keigong Masako didn't know the four entrances and exits and had to ask his superiors for instructions before sending heavy troops to lock them down?
Or maybe Masako Keigong decided that he would not come out here, so he blocked the other three entrances and exits?
There was a hint of confusion in Ye Fan's eyes, but he quickly dismissed these thoughts. No matter what happened to Jing Gong Masako and the others, this was his life.
Ye Fan couldn't waste any time: "Go to the dock at full speed, seize the ship, and evacuate!"
"Walk!"
Tang Shi'er also waved to Granny Zang and the others, and took advantage of the last light of dusk to approach the dock.
Go through the rocks, through the mountains and forests, then through the coastal road, and then you will reach the beach.
Within reach.
During the last stretch of the journey, everyone prayed that nothing would happen.
"Woo——"
Just when Ye Fan and the others smelled the sea breeze, several jeeps rushed over, rubbing against the ground, and then crossed in front of Ye Fan and the others.
A dozen guns poked out of the car door opening, shooting at Ye Fan and the others.
Gunfire erupted.
"Lie down!"
Ye Fan roared and threw Song Hongyan, Bai Ranmo and the others down.
