The first oncoming car obviously didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to crash into him desperately. He was immediately stunned and prepared to turn the steering wheel to go around Zhuo Yifan's car. But the mountain road was only so wide in total, Zhuo Yifan
If Fan really wanted to hit him, how could he avoid it? Before he could hit the brakes, he heard a loud bang, and the two cars collided, followed by another explosion.
The two cars were immediately engulfed in flames. Fortunately, the other car's subsequent car braked in time, preventing it from making the same mistake as the first car.
Everyone who saw this scene thought Zhuo Yifan was crazy. Even Kudo Jiro thought so. Isn't he looking for death? Only Angel and Qing Yan still maintained a calm look, pulling the shocked Kudo Jiro to stand.
On the roadside, I watched the fire in front of me quietly.
"Mr. Zhuo... Zhuo is inside!" Kudo Jiro swallowed, feeling that his voice was trembling.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhuo Yifan's faint voice ringing in his ears: "I'm here!"
Kudo Jiro was so frightened that he turned around to look. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yifan had appeared behind him. Damn... this is too outrageous, isn't it? Could it be that he could escape from there in an instant?
Did you escape from the car? How did you do it? [
"Mr. Zhuo, you are okay!" Kudo Jiro asked with his eyes widened.
"Of course, how could anything happen to me?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a chuckle.
At this moment, the people in the other car obviously reacted. From the four cars on the other side, nearly twenty people quickly ran down. Among them were seven or eight jounin, plus a dozen chuunin.
The five cars behind had also arrived not far away, and they also stopped to get out. Twenty jonin and more than twenty chuunin quickly surrounded Zhuo Yifan and the four in the middle of the road.
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"Baga! Look where you are running now?" One of the leading jonin cursed angrily and shouted in broken Chinese.
Zhuo Yifan had a look of disdain on his face, but said to the jounin in the island's Mandarin: "We are not running away, we are here to kill people. Who knew you would be so good and come to our door!"
Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment as soon as he spoke. He didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan could speak Mandarin so well and had an authentic Tokyo accent. However, his words really angered the jounin, including the other jounin.
They all glared at him.
"Baga, chop this Chinese guy into pieces!" The jounin yelled, and the first one rushed up. The others were naturally not to be far behind, and all swarmed towards Zhuo Yifan and the four others.
Qing Yan and Zhuo Yifan both protected Kudou Jiro and Angel behind them. The two of them were not strong enough to cope with the situation at hand, and they also burdened Qing Yan and Zhuo Yifan to a large extent. Fortunately, they were not strong enough to cope with the situation at hand.
The most powerful person on the other side is only at the Jonin level, otherwise the two of them would really not be able to fight against the enemy and protect themselves at the same time.
The first one to rush forward was Ren Zhen, who slashed the katana in his hand towards Zhuo Yifan's head. His eyes flashed with anger and the pleasure of seeing blood. Seeing that Zhuo Yifan didn't avoid it,
He showed an expression of joy again. When his knife slashed between Zhuo Yifan's neck, he realized that he was wrong. The place where Zhuo Yifan was originally was empty, where could he see his figure? The next moment, he
He felt his wrist go numb, and the samurai sword in his hand came out, only to be snatched away by Zhuo Yifan who appeared beside him for no apparent reason. Zhuo Yifan moved so fast that he didn't even
