Not long after the jeep rushed out of the military area, another military vehicle followed. In the car was Emperor Ye himself.
The car that followed the car drove out of the military area for about ten kilometers. Just when Ye Huang thought that the other party would choose to enter the city, the other party suddenly made a 180-degree turn on the road and turned around to face Ye Huang.
The emperor rushed over.
Through the car window, Ye Huang could clearly see the ferocious expressions of the people in the car.
After noticing that the other party suddenly turned his head, Ye Huang directly stepped on the brakes and looked at the other party from a distance. When the other party stepped on the accelerator and rushed over, he smiled coldly.
Then he took out a gun directly from the passenger seat.
The opponent who saw Ye Huang's move was stunned for a moment at first, but soon regained his composure and continued to step on the accelerator and hit him crazily.
The reason why the other party acted so crazy is that this batch of jeeps are all equipped with run-proof tires. Even if you can hit them with bullets, they cannot be blown out, and it will not have much impact on the entire wheels.
And the other party is very clear about this.
"You think I don't know this car has run-flat tires?"
Here, in the car, Ye Huang raised his pistol and smiled coldly, and then directly pulled the trigger.
After emptying all the bullets in the gun chamber, he opened the door and stood directly on the side of the military vehicle.
An abandoned cement telephone pole that was standing on the roadside between the two people completely lost its balance after Ye Huang fired a salvo of bullets, and fell sideways to the middle of the road.
As if all this had been predicted before, there was a loud bang, and when the opponent's car was still more than ten meters away from Ye Huang, the telephone pole fell completely and fell directly from above, smashing the entire car.
Lying down.
After the jeep tossed in place for a while, it finally lay down.
The man in the driver's seat, with his face covered in blood, tried to get out of the car, but the structure of the entire car had been completely deformed. He tried to break free several times but still did not move at all.
"Crack!"
Sliding the lighter, Ye Huang lit a cigarette for himself, took a nice puff, and then walked leisurely to the car.
"It seems that you are quite alert. I followed you so carefully, but you actually discovered me."
Walking to the car, Ye Huang stared at the bronze-colored man and said coldly.
Only people who are often exposed to strong ultraviolet rays on the plateau will have this kind of skin color.
"I also admire you. I was so careful and cautious, but you still found me. But you can't get any information from me."
"Really? Maybe if you say something useful, I can let you live."
Regarding the other party's harsh words, Ye Huang seemed to have understood for a long time and did not say too many cruel words.
He knew that if the other party was able to infiltrate, he must have undergone rigorous training before doing so. It was indeed not easy to obtain information from the person in front of him.
"A way out? Thank you. I don't need your generosity. My mission has been completed and my value has been reflected. Death is no longer so terrible to me."
The other party spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered with a grin.
"This time the man named Chu was lucky enough to not be killed. He won't be so lucky next time. Sooner or later he will die, and you won't have a good ending either."
"Really? I don't think so. You know, people who are about to die will say harsh words, and these harsh words usually cannot be realized. For example, they will not let you go even if they are ghosts."
The corners of Ye Huang's lips twitched slightly, "I know your organization is very hidden, but that doesn't mean we can't find it. I had other things before and didn't have time to pay attention to you clowns, but it's different now."
"Hey, wait until you actually find our organization before you say these words."
The other party smiled a little gloomily, and suddenly he thrust his tongue, and he was about to bite his teeth and kill himself.
"Bang!"
"Wow!"
There was a loud noise, and Ye Huang's entire fist broke through the jeep's towing equipment like lightning. The sound of shattering glass stunned the man who was about to commit suicide in the car.
And at this moment, Ye Huang suddenly turned his fist into a palm and slapped the man.
"Pa"
The slap came close and there was a "pop" sound.
All the teeth in the opponent's mouth immediately became loose, and then he spat them out uncontrollably, along with his poisonous fangs at that moment.
"You want to die before I let you die. How do you look down on me? I haven't finished speaking yet."
With a cold face, Ye Huang walked to the driver's door, reached out and pulled the entire deformed door, and then threw the other person out of the car.
"Come out, I think you won't refuse to save me. This is inconsistent with the teachings in your envelope."
Although Tibetan Buddhism is not the same as those in the Central Plains, it is still inconsistent with their teachings to refuse to save someone in the face of death.
The reason why he didn't kill the other party directly was because he wanted to lure the man in the dark out.
In fact, when this kid chose this area to fight back, Ye Huang spread out his spiritual consciousness. Among the lush trees around him, at least five people were watching him.
Not long after the sound fell, there was a sporadic sound throughout the forest, and then four men in Tibetan robes descended holding vajra pestles.
Each one of them is in his forties, with a glowing face, and a solemn look about him, as if he has deep Buddha nature.
"I'm not that kind of person, it turns out I'm some lamas."
"If my guess is correct, you should be the one to assassinate Chu Qingkuang this time?"
Emperor Ye knew that there were many killers and assassins trained in India around the living Buddha, but the latter were more willing to believe in some lamas brought from Tibetan areas who had Buddhist power.
Bai Peng and Mazi said that this group of assassins were all very skilled, but they were not very proficient in using guns.
Based on these descriptions, Ye Huang deduced that these people should be involved in the assassination of Chu Qingkuang.
Even if they were not the assassins, they definitely came from the same place.
"Donor Ye, the Living Buddha asked me to convey a message: You and I do not infringe upon each other, so why do you repeatedly sabotage important things like ours?"
"The water in the well is not the water in the river? You are wrong. Chu Qingkuang is my woman's father, and naturally he is my father-in-law. You want to kill my father-in-law. Do you think this matter has anything to do with me? Also, what are you living Buddhas doing?
I think you should know what the business is. As a Chinese soldier, do you think I should take care of it?"
"You have to think carefully. If you go against us, you will go against the Living Buddha. Your Ye family will not end well!"
Opposite him, one of them looked like a glaring Vajra. He took a step forward and smashed the vajra on the ground, directly making a huge dent in the concrete pavement.
"It seems that these people are a bit weak. No wonder Bai Peng and the others can't deal with them. It seems that the old living Buddha wants to do something before the deadline is approaching."
Thinking in his heart, Ye Huang moved his lips.
"I, the Ye family, have never done anything based on other people's faces, let alone you. Even if that old man comes out, I will still say what I just said."
"Your people dealt with me that day in the Kunlun Mountains. I remember this account very clearly!"
"Guys, there should be more than four of you here. If you tell us where the others are, we can solve it together."
"Humph! You young boy, who do you think you are? A poor monk is here to save you!"
One person was a little angry at Ye Huang's "bold talk"
He was furious in an instant and directly picked up the Vajra and attacked Ye Huang.
