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【Three Thousand Words of Bloody Storm】.(1/2)

No one understood what Xiaoran meant, what does it mean that even one person can’t leave today?!

Now they don't have to understand, they will understand later.

The hostility around Xiaoran once again surged out. The hostility that had not appeared for a long time appeared today, which proved that someone was going to be in trouble.

The motorcycle he drove was driving was running at a very fast speed, and passed by the flat-headed man's motorcycle.

The flat-headed man was sitting in the car, and his smile at Xiaoran just now turned into horror!

Why?

Because the flat-headed man saw the baseball bat in Xiaoran's hand enlargement in front of him, enlarge, and enlarge again!

Bang!

The flat-headed man was hit by a stick and he didn't react in time and rolled down the side of the runway... There were piles of stones below, and he suffered a lot.

The high-end motorcycle went off the side of the runway, with a burst of broken sound, which was creepy!

The group of people still didn't react.

"Brother Ran, did you mess with you just now? Now you have been beaten by you, I deserve it."

A man driving a car laughed. They were even making excuses for Xiaoran's actions. No one would care about the life or death of the flat-headed man.

It's just that they're wrong.

It's too outrageous.

Xiaoran did not reply, only bloodthirsty in his eyes.

With a large drift of 180 degrees, the motorcycle rushed towards the group of people again, and the baseball bats in their hands seemed to mock their ignorance.

I only have one purpose, to let these beasts taste the price of blood!

I will make such a winner reward, and it is also for a sixteen-year-old flower girl, and this flower girl is my sister-in-law... Sorry, you're done, I have no mercy on the beast.

"Brother Ran, here we are again!"

"Brother Ran, what do you want to do?!"

"Brother Ran..."

No more brother Ran.

When the motorcycle was crossing their shoulders, Xiaoran kicked one of them in the face with one leg.

The man who was still sitting on the motorcycle was kicked off the motorcycle with one leg. The motorcycle and the man flipped off the side of the road together! What greeted him was a pile of stones. Think about how it smelled after a person was sliding down at a high speed.

When the second man was shot down the valley, they all understood.

There was no extra words at this moment, and they didn't care about Xiaoran's identity and ran away in a hurry!

"I said it! None of you can escape!"

Xiaoran sneered, and the baseball bat in his hand came out!

The baseball bat drew a soft arc in the air and hit a man's head! Then he and the car both fell into the side of the road.

Fate to death!

The group of people were scared, fearing that the next person to be slaughtered would be them, and their motorcycle speeds would speed up again.

Peng!

Xiaoran hasn't taken action yet.

A motorcycle with a man hit the mountain wall at the corner!

Is it necessary to be so anxious? They hit the wall before Xiaoran could take action.

"Brother Ran! What are you going to do!!"

"Brother Ran, we didn't mess with you!"

"We didn't mess with you!"

The group of people were escaping their lives, their speed continued to increase, and their screams were also very loud.

If you want to say, why didn’t this group of people get off the car and hit Xiaoran directly?

There are two reasons.

1: They took into account Xiaoran's identity, and this ancestor could only support him and could not fight... If they could successfully fight Xiaoran, then the escaped monk would not escape the temple. They knew Xiaoran's identity and knew that Xiaoran could destroy their entire family.

2: Even if they let go of Xiaoran, who can beat Xiaoran?

"Run?" Xiaoran drove the motorcycle and shouted loudly: "Who did you run away!"

High-end motorcycles are never something that Xiaoran has broken cars.

So Xiaoran fell behind a lot at once and couldn't catch up with them at all.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a large area of ​​curved road ahead one by one.

The reason why this road is called Scorpion Bend is because it has a high altitude and many bends...

When running a flat road, Xiaoran is definitely not their opponent, but on the curve? Hey, how can I learn to drift? They are all drinking milk at home.

really!

On two big bends, Xiaoran's two car bodies drifted against the ground, almost getting closer.

Their souls were almost scared. Xiaoran's drifting technique was basically for speed and was fighting for life... There was a valley outside this curve... If you fall down, you would have to break your hands and feet even if you don't die, so they were particularly cautious when driving this curve.

But unexpectedly, Xiaoran approached them again with the thunderous momentum!

"Damn, this guy is trying his best. Get it away quickly, otherwise he will catch up with you and no one will have good results!"

"I have never messed with this ancestor in my life! Why do I chase me and fight?!"

"Don't chase me!"

Almost as the group of drivers shouted, Xiaoran approached them, and they could even see a bloodthirsty smile on Xiaoran's face through the car mirror.

What do you rely on to racing?

Motorcycles that drive must be good!

What if there is no good car?

Then there is only one way, that is, drive hard!

The driving technique of life can take advantage of the curve and catch up with them with the power of a crazy dragon!

Others need to slow down when driving a motorcycle on a curve, but Xiaoran drifts directly... It is not difficult to catch up with them.

Xiaoran didn't feel that he was fighting for life. Controlling motorcycles was one of the compulsory courses for Blood Rose. In Xiaoran's opinion, playing with a car is similar to playing with a mud... It's more familiar than anything else.

Five long-lost blades were instantly held in my hand!

Click!

A cold light flashed, and the blades hit the five drivers in one look!

Almost at the same time, the five drivers screamed, flew out of the runway, life and death uncertain.

In such an atmosphere, Xiaoran took action again!

"Ah! Don't come here!"

"Damn, come here again, I will fight you!"

The remaining five or six people were driving like a desperate situation, and the word "death" could not be separated from the left and right. Maybe they would run away faster and there would be a trace of dawn of life!

But they were wrong again. Xiaoran said that no one could run away, no one could run away!

Three blades, with wild singing, cut through all parts of the three drivers. Like the group of people who fell out of the car, they screamed heart-wrenchingly and rolled off the road.

Why three blades, not five blades, or even six?

I saw Xiaoran driving with a bitter smile, with a murderous look on his face: "I didn't bring enough blades!"

Only two men are left.

Bang!

A man's car was too fast and directly hit a warning sign beside him, his head was bleeding! Life and death were unknown.

Only the last one is left!

Xiaoran narrowed the distance with him.

"Boss, stop beating." The driver, seeing Xiao Ran behind him, his face dissipated... He was scared.

Ignoring him, with the help of a curve, Xiaoran and his car were almost on the same side and drove side by side on the road.

His car is a thug sports car, but he can't escape the Xiaoran car. From this you can see how Xiaoran's driving skills are!

Xiaoran is a good person, he won’t say that he has beaten his motorcycle.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Xiaoran was not in a hurry, but looked at the man coldly.

"I don't know, I don't know." The driver's voice trembled obviously. He increased his horsepower, but he couldn't get rid of Xiaoran's car.
To be continued...
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