Seeing that their "boss" was kicked away, the surrounding ninjas rushed towards Dongfang Yanran with swords in both hands. Dongfang Yanran's body moved, her long silky hair floated up, and her beautiful figure rushed into the crowd. Two ninjas jumped up, holding in their hands
The samurai sword drew two rays of cold light and struck Dongfang Yanran.
Dongfang Yanran stared at the two chopped knives with cold eyes, and stretched out her white and tender hands quickly. When the two samurai swords were still five centimeters away from her head, her ten slender fingers held the two men tightly.
The ninja's wrists and arms moved along, and the two ninjas jumped on the hard and cold road at the same time. The katana in their hands had already reached Dongfang Yanran's hand. Dongfang Yanran shook her arms and waved her hands.
Kill the crowd with your long katana.
Guo Feiyu, who was sitting in the car, nodded. Dongfang Yanran's skills are indeed good. Although they are not as good as Wang Tao's senior sister Zhao Fei, they are not far behind. Dongfang Yanran's superb skills once again aroused his curiosity about the Dongfang family. She is low-key in life.
What kind of family is the Dongfang family, which has great influence in the business world?
Dongfang Yanran's beautiful figure shuttled among the crowd, two white lights flying up and down in front of her, like two spiritual snakes entwining her, two white lights flashed across the wrists of more than a dozen ninjas, "Clang!
Cang!" The sound of samurai swords falling to the ground sounded one after another. A dozen ninjas stared at their bleeding wrists in shock, "Ah!" The rest of the ninjas screamed strangely and rushed towards Dongfang Yanran.
"Mr. Mitsui said, it's best to capture this girl from the Dongfang family alive. If you can't capture her alive, it won't be too late to kill her." The middle-aged man with a crew cut saw that the ninjas had all killed him, and he shouted with a look of embarrassment. The middle-aged man
As soon as the man finished speaking, the short ninja who was kicked to the ground covered his stomach with his hands and roared with a grin: "Kill! Let your people come too."
The middle-aged man looked helpless, turned to his men behind him and said, "Come on..."
More than fifty big men in suits surrounded Dongfang Yanran. The two swords in Dongfang Yanran's hands were flying. The unarmed men had no choice but to mix in with the ninjas and watch the fun. "Hey!" the middle-aged man sighed.
, he also knew through investigation that Dongfang Yanran of the Dongfang family had learned fighting and martial arts since she was a child, but he did not expect that a girl in her twenties could be so skilled. It was beyond his expectation.
While people were struggling to besiege Dongfang Yanran, a burst of violent music came from the Ferrari sports car. Guo Feiyu, who had nothing to do, opened the car window and listened to the music while watching the people besieging Dongfang Yanran. He had a comfortable look on his face.
It's more enjoyable than watching a Hollywood blockbuster in the theater.
Dongfang Yanran glanced at Guo Feiyu out of the corner of her eye, curled her lips, and there was a strange brilliance in her beautiful eyes that flashed coldly, but there was a hint of unhappiness in her heart.
A few minutes later, all the katana swords in the hands of more than fifty ninjas fell to the road, and everyone's hand tendons were severed by the sword in Dongfang Yanran's hand. These people will never be able to pick up samurai swords to show off their power in this life. Then
Of the more than fifty big men in black suits, no one rushed forward. The reason for not charging forward was simple. If you had a knife in your hand, it would be destroyed. If you rush forward without a knife in your hand, you would still die.
Dongfang Yanran held the bloody swords in her hands and walked slowly towards the short ninja who was still covering his stomach. The short ninja covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Dongfang Yanran with the other hand, saying: "You...
…What to do.”
"With this ability, you still dare to come to country Z to show off your power. You people in country r have poor memory and forget history quickly. I will leave you a permanent souvenir so that you can remember today." Dongfang Yanran said coldly, holding up her hands.
With one movement at the same time, the two samurai swords turned into two white lights and slashed towards the short ninja's ears.
"Ah!" A scream sounded, and two ears flew out. The short ninja's hands that were covering his stomach were covering the sides of his head again. Bright red and dazzling blood dripped down the fingers on the road. "Get out of the way.
!" The katana in Dongfang Yanran's hand was placed on the neck of the short ninja.
The short ninja muttered something in R to a ninja not far away. The ninja bared his teeth and endured the pain in his wrist and walked towards the container truck. He raised his head and said a few words to the driver in the cab.
The container truck slowly gave way amidst the roar of the engine. "Dang! Dang!" Dongfang Yanran threw the samurai sword in her hand on the road and walked towards her sports car.
Guo Feiyu smiled at Dongfang Yanran who was walking over, stretched out his arm out of the car window, and gave a thumbs up. As a young lady from a wealthy family, it was already remarkable that Dongfang Yanran could have such skills. Guo Feiyu's approval was not superficial.
But it comes from the heart.
Dongfang Yanran's beautiful eyes gave Guo Feiyu a cold white eye. Her expression was still cold, and an imperceptible smile flickered in her eyes. Guo Feiyu did not notice this smile. Dongfang Yanran herself
Didn't feel it either.
Dongfang Yanran opened the door and got into the car. She turned her head and looked at Guo Feiyu coldly, and said in a deep voice: "See if I enjoy fighting with others."
"You are only half right, I enjoy watching you fight with others." Guo Feiyu smiled evilly and joked. No boy has ever joked with Dongfang Yanran like Guo Feiyu, let alone joking, ordinary men
The child didn't even have the courage to approach Dongfang Yanran. Dongfang Yanran's heart, which was already throbbing, trembled slightly. She turned back and pursed her lips tightly.
The driver of the container truck held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and stared unblinkingly at the Ferrari sports car not far away. He placed his foot lightly on the accelerator, and the Ferrari's powerful engine made a dull sound, red.
The body of the container truck slowly started to move. A trace of sinisterness appeared on the face of the driver of the container truck. He put the hand in gear and stepped on the accelerator. The wheels of the container truck turned sharply. The large container truck crashed into Dongfang Yanran's Ferrari sports car like a crazy beast.
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Guo Feiyu was looking up at the cliffs on the side of the road. The harsh roar of the container truck engine reached his ears. His heart tightened and he looked sideways at the container truck. At this time, the container truck had gone straight towards the Ferrari.
"Not good!" Guo Feiyu exclaimed.
Dongfang Yanran was shocked. She stepped on the accelerator, trying to rush over before the container truck hit her. Although the performance of the Ferrari sports car is very good, it cannot be compared with the rocket. Even the rocket may not be able to penetrate the vehicle in this situation.
In the past, Guo Feiyu reacted faster than Dongfang Yanran. He quickly rushed towards Dongfang Yanran, and at the same time stretched out one hand towards the car door beside Dongfang Yanran.
"Crash!" There was a loud noise. The container truck and the Ferrari collided together. The front of the large container truck was dented. Dongfang Yanran's Ferrari sports car was hit and flew off the road and fell into the ravine on the side of the road.