The woman was shocked and looked over with curious eyes. What she saw was a pale, bloodless face with an extremely handsome appearance, which made her let out a surprised sound.
"Lend me your motorcycle for a ride..."
Ximen Lang let go of the dazed young woman, turned over and got on the motorcycle, stepped on the gear with his left foot, and squeezed the brake pedal with his right hand to twist the accelerator. The front wheel of the car did not move, the rear wheel spun rapidly and screamed, and the tire quickly rubbed against the ground.
The black semicircle suddenly turned around and shot out like an arrow from a string.
The young woman was dumbfounded and wondered in her heart, who is this young man who speaks Chinese? Is he from country Z? Unexpectedly, there is such a handsome boy with a prince-like temperament in a neighboring country...
At this moment, seven or eight three-wheeled motorcycles passed by the young woman quickly. There were two or three people sitting on each tricycle. Someone shouted: "Drive quickly, don't let that guy escape."
"Instructor Feng has an order to kill him..."
The tricycle's accelerator was turned all the way and it made a roaring sound. From time to time, the horseman inside would raise his gun and shoot at the Kawasaki motorcycle in front of him, scaring the pedestrians and vendors on both sides of the road to scream and dodge in panic. The goods on some stalls were scattered.
Coming down, bananas, grapefruits, fish and shrimps and other things filled the streets.
Ximen Lang was driving his motorcycle at lightning speed and felt bullets whizzing past him, which was extremely dangerous. After more than ten minutes, he drove to the Meigong Bridge.
Suddenly, a bullet hit the rear wheel of the motorcycle, causing the tire to burst. The car swung sharply like a dragon, then suddenly fell to the ground and hit the bridge railing on the left.
Ximenlang rolled twice on the ground, suddenly turned over, jumped up, dodged several flying bullets, and jumped off the bridge.
Below the bridge is the Meigong River, which flows slowly. The water is clear and transparent, and many boats pass by. The boats are not big, and most of them are rowing boats. They are loaded with mangoes, oranges, papayas and other fruits. There are also
The wooden boat carrying the diesel engine runs at high speed, which is a favorite activity of young men for the excitement.
A motorized wooden boat over three meters long sailed over quickly, with three young men wearing only large underpants and hair dyed yellow, purple and green sitting on it, looking like they were showing off their power.
Suddenly, gunshots like exploding beans were heard from the bridge. The three men were stunned for a moment, stopped making noise, and listened intently.
A drop of blood fell from the air and landed on the green-haired man's face. He stretched out his hand to touch it and then spread his palm. His expression changed when he saw the blood stains on his fingers.
"Boom!"
The heavy Kawasaki motorcycle fell into the water four to five meters away from the wooden boat, and the surging water caused the wooden boat to shake several times.
Suddenly, such a big object fell from the sky, which surprised the three of them. At the same time, a shadow appeared on the wooden boat. The three of them hurriedly looked up and saw a guy covered in blood falling from the air.
On the wooden boat, they were even more surprised.
Because he didn't know where the man was, whether he was an enemy or a friend, the yellow-haired man quickly turned off the boat, pulled out the short knife from his waist, and prepared to restrain the man after he fell.
Ximen Lang, who was in the air, saw that the guy dared to show his knife. He frowned and kicked the opponent's knife away. It landed on the boat and said coldly: "This boat belongs to me!"
The man from YN who was kicked in the wrist grinned in pain. Hearing that the other party was speaking in Chinese, he sternly scolded in his native language: "Damn people from country Z, you dare to act wild in our YN, you are impatient."
The two guys next to him said: "Hurry up and drive him down."
"Beat this bastard hard..."
Ximen Lang didn't understand the YN language and had no idea what they were saying. However, seeing the menacing looks on the faces of the three family members, he knew in his heart that what they said was definitely not good.
"Get out of my way..." Ximen Lang roared angrily, and in the blink of an eye, he kicked out three times in a row.
The three guys were kicked up into the air, wailing in pain, and fell into the river. Their heads emerged from the water, and they kept cursing loudly.
Ximen Lang tugged the pull rope on the engine hard, and heard a sudden sound. The wooden boat started to start. He stepped forward and sat down, twisted the pay-off reel, and controlled the wooden boat to make an emergency U-turn...
When the three YN men saw the wooden boat swinging towards them with its big ass swinging in the current, their faces turned pale with fear and they hurriedly swam to the side.
On the bridge, several tricycles suddenly braked to a stop. The gunman inside quickly got out of the car, raised his gun, and fired at the bottom. A dense barrage of bullets was fired at them.
Fortunately, Ximenlang had already turned the wooden boat around, increased the accelerator and rushed forward. He shrank forward and huddled tightly in the driving seat. The bullets did not hit him, but hit the stern of the boat and the water. It was pitiful.
The three YN men became scapegoats. They were hit by bullets and their bodies floated on the water, with red blood rippling gently. It looked very scary.
More than a dozen gunmen failed to kill the target, and they became angry and cursed.
"Damn, this bastard..."
"Everyone, go down and find a boat to chase him..."
These guys were very unwilling and ran quickly to the end of the bridge, went down the stairs, came to the river, and shouted at the boats not far away: "Come here quickly, we need to use the boat..."
When the people on board the wooden boat saw their ferocious faces and their guns shooting indiscriminately, they were so frightened that they dared not come over and left in a hurry as if they had seen a ghost.
The gunmen's lungs almost exploded with anger. They stood on the shore, pointed their guns at the merchants who were escaping in a hurry, and cursed for a while. After all, they were at their wits' end. Seeing that the wooden boat Ximen Lang was riding on had disappeared without a trace, a group of people
He had no choice but to give up, fired a few shots into the water randomly, turned around and left.
The wooden boat galloped wildly down the Meigong River. The throttle was already at the bottom and the engine was making a hissing sound. All the passing ships hurriedly dodged for fear of being knocked over.
Ximen Lang sat in the driver's seat exhausted and helpless. His eyelids were heavy and dizzy, and they were narrowed to a thin slit, not closed. He knew in his heart that once he closed his eyes, he might never be able to open them again.
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After an unknown amount of time, the engine of the wooden boat stopped running. It turned out that the bullet had leaked the fuel tank, the fuel inside leaked out, and there was no fuel.
Ximenlang reluctantly opened his eyes, struggled to get up, came to the stern of the wooden boat, and pulled the pull rope twice, but the engine had no response. He reluctantly pulled again, and the pull rope broke, and he stumbled and fell into the river.
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The cold river water made Ximen Lang wake up a little. Being extremely weak, he tried his best to swim to the shore, but the distance of seven or eight meters was so long for him now...