708. Chapter 708 Who Said Ginger Is Old and Spicy?
The car stopped.
He stopped less than five meters away from Zhao Xiaohan, but it was a sudden brake.
It was very simple. Just as the moment the car rushed over, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly pointed the pistol in his hand at the driver's position, gently pulled the trigger in his hand, and with a "bang", a bullet wiped across the driver's scalp. In an instant, the driver was frightened and sweated in cold sweat, and stepped on the brakes with a sudden kick.
In fact, the accuracy of this shot was beyond Zhao Xiaohan's expectations. In fact, his marksmanship was very bad, and it was so bad that it was a bit bad. If he gave him a sword, he might be able to find the most accurate angle, but if he gave him a gun, he did not get out of fire. He shot the driver in the headshot with one shot.
However, Zhao Xiaohan knew that his marksmanship was bad, and others didn't know that, even Li Kafu, who was pulled in by Zhao Xiaohan, was shocked by the shot, and a shocked look inadvertently appeared in his eyes.
The extension and changes of the people around him naturally could not escape Zhao Xiaohan's eyes. However, he didn't say that since some people regarded him as a master of gun use, why didn't he continue to pretend? At such a critical moment, if others are more afraid of themselves, he will have more chances of winning.
"The car is coming." Likafu spoke softly, Zhao Xiaohan nodded, waved his hand, signaling the two people to get out of the car, and then continued to speak: "Let them all retreat a hundred meters and throw all the guns on the ground."
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Li Kafu didn't know what to say in the bird's song, but saw the group of little brothers retreating one after another. At the same time, Zhao Xiaohan's spiritual consciousness once again expanded infinitely. Every move of everyone within a few miles entered his sight without falling.
The islanders were still hiding there. One of them was holding a telescope to watch the situation here. While watching, he was gurgling and saying something in his mouth. As for other places, no other crowds were hiding. After seeing all the surrounding situations clearly, Zhao Xiaohan finally picked up the pistol, pressed it on Likafu's forehead, and walked to the car step by step.
"Let me get in the car later, I will let you go!" Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly kicked Likafu's waist with a "clang" and put it on Likafu's waist, which had not yet been able to reflect. This kick was very powerful, especially Likafu was caught off guard. After one kick, Likafu was kicked about five or six meters away. With the sound of "bang" landing, the group of little brothers around rushed towards Likafu.
At the same time, Zhao Xiaohan quickly got into the car, twisted the key, ignited the ignition, and rushed forward. The car rushed out toward the vast land ahead. However, the moment the car rushed out, Zhao Xiaohan's voice suddenly floated out of the car: "Mr. Li, the day is long, we will definitely meet again. I hope you can live until the day we see each other again!"
As soon as Likafu finished speaking, Zhao Xiaohan's car had disappeared from his sight. Looking at the slowly disappearing car, Likafu's face was full of ferociousness, his teeth were clenched, and suddenly, a "clang" punch hit the lime ground. In an instant, blood dripped down his fingers and dripped on the ground drop by drop, but he seemed to have not seen it, and his eyes were full of resentment.
In this battle, he lost, and lost in a vain and lost in a vain. There was only one reason: he underestimated this young man in China too much.
Who says ginger is still spicy?
The young man in front of him slapped him with a bloody fact?
On the other side, the car was driving at a very fast speed. After breaking away from the control of Likafu's younger brothers behind him, Zhao Xiaohan reached out and touched a cold sweat. There was no smile on his face. He lit a cigarette casually and took a deep breath, revealing a little helplessness.
Fortunately, the Qilin Jade was not lost.
However, next, another thing that made him even more troubled was about to happen, that is, in Vietnam, an unfamiliar place, it was dark again. Where to go is the way to the airport?
Don’t ask him if there is a GPS navigation device in the car. Even if there is one, I’m afraid that the grandsons would have removed it long ago. If they really equipped Zhao Xiaohan with a navigation device, I’m afraid Zhao Xiaohan would think that the brains of those grandsons must have been pinched by the door.
However, when Zhao Xiaohan was in school, he learned some common sense, distinguished the direction compared to the Big Dipper in the sky, and fought a way out in the wilderness. After he got on the road, he stopped the car and stopped a passing car. Without saying a word, he sat in the passenger seat.
Originally, the driver was still a little unhappy, but when he saw a black pistol pressing against his forehead, he suddenly became obedient. However, although the driver became obedient, the communication between the two was still somewhat hindered. Finally, with Zhao Xiaohan's gesture and gesture, the driver finally understood that this person was going to the airport.
Next, the car continued to fly on the road. As for the car that Likafu gave him, Zhao Xiaohan was still in the wilderness. As for why he had to change cars halfway through, it was very simple. Who knew whether those grandchildren had installed GPS positioning on the cars? What if he was blocked by those grandchildren before he arrived at the airport later?
When he is away, safety is the first priority and caution is the priority. He is not afraid of ten thousand, but is afraid that if he is really entangled by those grandchildren, he will not think about bringing Qilin Jade back to Yanjing tonight.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the airport gate. Before getting off the car, Zhao Xiaohan found a baseball cap from the driver's car and snatched it away. However, before leaving, Zhao Xiaohan still gave the driver two hundred yuan. When he saw the two hundred yuan, the driver's face, which was already depressed, suddenly became happy.
Unexpectedly, there were still many suspicious figures looking for some target at the airport. However, Zhao Xiaohan, who was wearing a baseball cap, was not so easy to be discovered by them. After several twists and turns, finally, half an hour before the plane took off, Zhao Xiaohan finally arrived at the waiting room...
Chapter completed!