Chapter 324: The Three Heroes of the Yellow Turbans
In the darkness, three strong winds rushed towards Qiu Yu. Once these men in windbreakers moved, they were like arrows leaving the string, and their speed was very fast, which was surprising. Of course, Qiu Yu was not bad, and he had long expected that the three heroes of the Yellow Turban would attack in this way.
Stepping forward in this direction, he dodged and ran straight towards the man in black behind him. According to previous observations, this was the best way to escape.
The man in the trench coat behind stretched out a big hand in the shape of an eagle's claw and went straight to Qiu Yu's chest to grab it. The latter waved to greet him. When the palms of the two people were about to collide, a golden needle came out of Qiu Yu's fist.
I happened to poke the guy's hand, and the pain caused the guy to scream and retreat hurriedly.
In the flash of lightning, Qiu Yu jumped up over the wall, and used his Qing Kung Fu to rush forward. The other two men in trench coats saw this kid running away, and quickly flew over the wall and chased after him.
The guy who was stabbed by the golden needle had a small bloody hole in his palm. It was very painful as if he had been stabbed by a nail. He was so angry that he cursed, "Little boy, just wait for me and I'll catch you."
..." He also flew over the wall and followed behind to catch up...
Xiaolian was the only one left in the alley. She wiped the cold sweat on her face with her hands, took a long breath, a sly look flashed in her bright eyes, and hummed: "Finally got rid of the three mad dogs, you can go play,
My aunt won’t accompany you anymore!” She turned around gracefully and left quickly, disappearing into the vast night.
Even though Qiu Yu tried his best to move forward like a gale, he still couldn't get rid of the three yellow scarf heroes behind him. It was obvious that those guys were no less accomplished in light kung fu than him.
In an instant, Qiu Yu ran to the brightly lit street and saw a truck carrying cement passing by, emitting smoke. He ran a few steps quickly, put his left hand on the corner of the carriage, and got on the truck as nimbly as a monkey.
In the blink of an eye, I stood on those cements, turned around and looked back.
I saw three men chasing after them. They were just as fast as the truck traveling at a high speed. They were only seven or eight meters away. Because they were running too fast, there was a hunting sound under their windbreakers.
Seeing the kid who snatched the ancient painting get into the car, the three yellow turban heroes gritted their teeth and ran forward at a sprint speed of 100 meters. What was surprising was that they gradually narrowed the distance. Depending on the situation, they could catch up with him in an instant.
truck.
Qiu Yu sneered. He put the long package across his back, tied the two strips of cloth on his chest, and then kicked out with his right foot. A bag of cement weighing a hundred kilograms was kicked up and flew up fiercely.
It hit the man in the trench coat who was chasing him at the front.
The dark cement bag was mixed with a piece of dust, causing the man's face to change color, and he hurriedly dodged to the side. The cement flew right in front of the man behind who had his palm stabbed. This guy was already full of anger and felt heavy.
When something was about to hit him, he roared wildly and swung his left fist out.
His punch was extremely ferocious, with at least two to three hundred kilograms of force. If it were an ordinary heavy object, he would have to go back the way he hit it. However, it happened to be a bag of cement. After the sound of the punch, the cement bag was hard
It broke violently, and the hundreds of kilograms of cement inside suddenly scattered, like the worst sandstorm. In an instant, the guy was covered in cement dust, turning into a gray man, with cement in his eyes, nose and mouth.
, it was so miserable that he howled with tears in his eyes, "What the hell, what is this?"
The other two men had no time to care about his life and death. They wanted to grab the ancient paintings and continued to chase madly. Qiu Yu on the truck kept throwing his legs, causing bags of cement to roar and hit him, covering the sky and the ground.
The two men were startled and hurriedly ran left and right, barely avoiding the cement. The accomplice behind them was not so lucky. They stood there wiping tears and wiping the dust on their faces with their hands.
He quickly dodged to avoid the strong wind. Although he avoided the impact of one of the bags of cement, he was hit by another bag of cement, which hit him on the head, causing him to fall into darkness on the road. Immediately afterwards, ten
Many bags of cement arrived separately, and they all fell on top of him, forming a mountain-like pile and burying him inside.
The big truck was moving forward quickly, and the driver didn't notice anyone throwing cement under it. He was still driving the truck while listening to pop songs, and he was quite musical.
The two men chasing after them kept distance from the big truck because they were avoiding the cement. Qiu Yu watched them running behind with a smile, "You bastard, I will exhaust you to death!"
The two men ran so hard that sweat appeared on their foreheads, but they were unwilling to let each other run away like this. They could only try their best to catch up behind them. However, humans are not machines after all. Their speed has reached their limit, so they can't be beaten.
The level where the truck fell.
After more than ten minutes, the two men were exhausted and sweating profusely. Fortunately, an intersection appeared in front of them. The red light flashed and the truck braked to a stop. They were overjoyed and shouted arrogantly, "Watch where you go."
Why don't you get out of here quickly..."
The two got angry and jumped up. Qiu Yu kicked several bags of cement flying out. He turned around and ran, crossing the top of the cab and landing on the road. He did not care about the speeding vehicles on the crossing and dodged past the two.
A man dodged the cement bag and chased after him. They also crossed the crosswalk and chased him. However, they had exhausted too much energy just now and their body movements were not as flexible as before. In addition, a black Audi car was driving very fast. The three yellow scarves were
Ni Huai, the second child in Jiezhong, had no time to avoid and was hit by a car. Fortunately, he reacted in time and rolled to the side in a hurry. However, he was still injured. His left leg bone was damaged and he lay on the ground unable to get up.
After the black Audi hit someone, it rushed to the other side. The driver inside quickly stepped on the brakes and the car screamed and stopped. However, no one got out of the car to ask how the injured was doing. The face of the young man in the car
He showed a sneer, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and cursed: "You deserve it. Who told you to run a red light without eyes? You almost broke my car. Damn it, if I hadn't been in an emergency, I would have beaten you up."
." It was obvious that this unattractive guy was very arrogant. He started the car again, backed up a little, and walked away gracefully, leaving the injured Ni Huai alone.
This kind of hit-and-run seems to be very common recently. Although Ni Huai possesses superb martial arts, he can't do anything to the opponent because he can't get up and can't catch up with him. Furthermore, his accomplice Wei Dazheng is trying his best to hunt down the kid who snatched the painting.
Crossing the crossing smoothly, he didn't bother to stop the car for him. In desperation, he could only write down the license plate number of the Audi, and cursed bitterly: "Damn it, wait for me, I'll catch you."