The trash can that Wuqiao flew was quite accurate, and one bucket hit the rear windshield of the car. Suddenly, a spider web pattern was made up on the glass, but the driver didn't care at all. He stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and continued to drive forward on the curb. ot Cool & Craftsman G》* version'i@xx m0ud

When Wuqiao saw Wang Sheng lying in a pool of blood, his anger suddenly rose three feet away. He took a step and chased the Geris. Wang Jingzhe also changed his face and asked a mouthful of kitchen knife text: "How are you?"

"It's okay, I'm scratched it." Cai Daowen said gritting his teeth.

"You send him to the hospital, I'll chase someone!" Wang Jingzhe immediately chased after him.

At this time, a motorcycle drove over from the back of the lane. After Wuqiao heard the sound of the motor behind, he turned around and pulled the person off the motorcycle. He held the handlebar with his other hand and turned over and rode up. After Wang Jingzhe chased him, he stepped forward and sat in the back seat, saying, "Chasing him."

"Om" Wuqiao twisted the accelerator and the motorcycle head was lifted up and rushed out. As soon as Ge Ruis drove off the curb, the driver turned to the right intersection with the steering wheel. Two or three hundred meters later, the motorcycle chased after him. Wang Jingzhe saw a helmet hanging under the back seat, and reached out and pulled it down, saying, "Drive to the front of the car."

"Okay!" Wuqiao refueled again, the motorcycle roared and the motor moved forward quickly, and suddenly surpassed the Geris business car. The two cars were almost exactly driving side by side. Wang Jingzhe suddenly raised the helmet in his hand, and then swung it to Geris' windshield.

"Bang" the helmet hit the glass hard and it was shattered. The glass slags splashed into the cab. The driver was panicked and subconsciously turned the steering wheel to the side. The front of the car suddenly turned around. Wu Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, instantly covered his head and shouted: "Grass, hit it!"

"Bang" the front of the car directly hit a tree on the side of the road, and the front face of the car was concave.

"Crack" the motorcycle drove forward for a distance before suddenly stopping. The door of the Geris business car behind was opened. The four knives that came out before jumped out of the car with machetes in their hands, and the young man with one leg limped.

"How is he really a lunatic? He still bites him. He is a dog?"

Wuqiao and Wang Jingzhe are actually both thinking about the same thing now, that is, they must be taken down by Wu Yang. Ding Wu was cut off and lying in the hospital better than death. Wang Sheng was cut off by someone in the street just now, and how could they let them leave like this?

Two to four, Wu Qiao and Wang Jingzhe met with four sword hands. As for why Wu Yang and the driver didn't count, it was because when the collision just now, the two front doors were squeezed and deformed, and the people inside were stuck and couldn't get out.

Wu Yang kicked the car door anxiously, but he couldn't kick it open a few times. The center console pressed back and just blocked his body, so he could only pull out one left leg.

"Go to him, cut them to death..." the young man shouted while dragging his lame leg to the side.

"You see, you are so powerful that you can't even understand the lame path...why are you still inflated?"

"Swish" A knife hand turned a paper-cutting knife and slashed Wu Qiao's head. He tilted his wrist and raised his arm, then suddenly pressed his knee down and raised it. The other party's arm and his knee instantly met, and a crisp sound was heard, and his arms were broken with elbows. Wu Qiao took the knife in his hand, pulled it back, and the blade cut along the other party's shoulder.

With a "puff" knife, it slashed straight on the person's shoulder.

"I'll go, this is a serious practice." Wang Jingzhe was amazed by Wu Qiao's series of straightforward movements. Then he glanced at Wu Yang who was being held in the passenger seat, with a gloomy face.

Wu Qiao also understood Wang Jingzhe's intention with a paper-cutting knife, and blocked the other three alone. The three were immediately shocked by his fierceness and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this time, you can see what it means to dare to fight and what it means to be a paper tiger. After Wu Qiao grabbed a knife, he quickly pushed forward. The other party was frightened by his posture and shrank backwards.

Wu Qiao said contemptuously: "Just like him, are you pretending to be a social force with me with a small broken knife? Now you are the right person."

A man on the opposite side pretended to be brave and said, "I tell you, we are all from the world..."

"Haha, I'm not from the world, but I'm afraid I'll scare you down when I say it." Wu Qiao raised the knife in his hand, squinted his eyes and moved forward a few steps.

The other party asked subconsciously: "You are not from the Jianghu, then what are you?"

"Outside the pass, they care about me... shouting horses!" Wu Qiao roared suddenly, raised the paper-cutting knife in his hand and slashed it at the three people opposite him, as if this knife instantly brought him back to the years when he was hunting on the Xing'anling Mountains many years ago with a single-tube hunting and a horse-cutting sword alone.

When he was in his twenties, Wuqiao lived in an ancient village under the Daxinganling Mountains. He followed an old shaman to learn how to go on horseback. Every spring, after the snow melted on the mountain, he would go into the mountain alone with a hunting rifle and a knife to hunt wild boars and hunt robe. After a few days, he would definitely return with a full load when he came back.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain said that Wuqiao is the only one who dares to go into the mountain to hunt alone. Because the terrain of the Xing'anling Mountains is complex and there are many large animals in the air. If you accidentally enter the mountain, you will easily be unable to get out.

Decades ago, this was the most common thing that horses in the mountains did!

A sword went back ten years ago, and the glorious years were cut out, as if a dream echoed and the horse came out of the mountain!

"Swish" Wuqiao fell quickly with a knife. The man opposite felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and then he noticed a cold chest on his left. When he looked down, he found a deep blood groove on his chest.

"Oh my God," the man called out and was scared out of his courage.

Wu Qiao stared at her eyes and shouted: "Who else..."

Next to him, Wang Jingzhe came to the co-pilot and stared at Wu Yang in the car with gloomy eyes. After the two looked at each other for a few times, Wang Jingzhe looked at the deformed car door, suddenly raised his leg and kicked it hard.

"Bang"

"Bang"

After a few "crunching" times, the door was kicked by his huge force and appeared in a gap. He then reached out and pulled the hand towards him. The squeezed and deformed door was immediately pulled open.
Chapter completed!