Take Along A Spring

At six in the morning, many people were still sleeping. Yang Fann observed carefully and didn't find anyone nearby. He waved his hand and a motorcycle with a missing rearview mirror appeared beside him.    

    

The Great Yellow River was the subordinate of the baldy. That guy tried to rob Yang Fann, but was robbed instead. This Great Yellow River was that guy's car, and Yang Fann took it as a crime weapon and confiscated it.    

    

Ever since he bought the Ford Raptor, Yang Fann rarely drove this motorcycle without a proper license plate. Unexpectedly, after so many days, he still needed it.    

    

With a roar, the motorcycle charged out of Urban Village, since it was just a set card and he wasn't afraid of the electronic eye at the intersection. Yang Fann turned the throttle completely around, regardless of whether it was a red light or any other lights, he didn't slow down at all as he drove straight towards the Fuqiang flour factory in the suburbs!    

    

Fortunately, it was early in the morning and the traffic police were not at work yet. No one cared about Yang Fann's rampage, so he soon left the city and sped along the highway in the suburbs. Soon, he saw the dilapidated gate of Fuqiang flour factory in the distance.    

    

Yang Fann had a good eyesight. This was the suburbs again, and when he saw the entrance of Fuqiang Noodle factory, he was actually still one kilometer away from the target.    

    

At this point, Yang Fann had increased his vigilance. Rakshasa Woman was not an ordinary person, she might even be hiding somewhere and pointing a gun at him. Even if he had the mystical ability bestowed upon him by the Space of Jade Pendant, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the sniper rifle's attack.    

    

Yang Fann wasn't afraid of fighting face to face with Yang Fann, but if a sniper was to snipe him, he would most likely be blinded. Yang Fann had already entered the range of many sniper rifles within one kilometer.    

    

Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from the distance. At first, Yang Fann didn't care, but he was focused on searching for the snipers nearby. This was a highway, and there were often cars passing by, so it wasn't strange to hear the sound of an engine.    

    

Thus, Yang Fann casually scanned around and found a common dumper on the construction site driving over from a fork in the road.    

    

It was normal for dumper to appear in the suburbs. Yang Fann could see from the window of the dumper that the driver was a burly man. Although he was wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, he was definitely a man, not a slender Rakshasa Woman.    

    

It wasn't Rakshasa Woman, which basically excluded the possibility of dumper's driver sniping him. A Chinese driver probably wouldn't cooperate with Rakshasa Woman, which one of them would be so abnormal as Rakshasa Woman.    

    

Very quickly, Yang Fann's motorcycle got off on the wrong side of the road with the dumper. The road in the suburbs was not that wide, and the dumper was very spacious, so the road they drove through was rather close to the middle of the road. Therefore, the road Yang Fann got through was very narrow, it was only three meters wide, not even four meters wide.    

    

The moment the two carts crossed each other, the dumper s suddenly attacked the direction, the huge carts quickly approached Yang Fann's motorcycle. In a moment, Yang Fann would be destroyed by the carts with the carts!    

    

Beside the huge dumper, Yang Fann was like a galloping horse and his motorcycle, the difference was like the difference between a running horse and a small chicken. With just a slight rub, Yang Fann would be severely injured or even die.    

    

Yang Fann Wan did not expect the dumper to suddenly change directions. He immediately understood that the other party did not send him to Fuqiang flour factory to negotiate a redemption, their real purpose was to kill him!    

    

When he understood the other party's real purpose, Yang Fann had a new doubt in his heart. The methods that the other party used didn't seem like Rakshasa Woman's doing. Since it wasn't Rakshasa Woman, could it be one of Zhang Hao's four great King Kong's subordinate, Rakshasa Woman?    

    

The moment Yang Fann thought of Adhering Strength, he immediately thought of Zhang Hao's information that Wei Xiaorou had shown him. Inside the file were photos of Adhering Strength, then thinking of the brawny man in the dumper, Yang Fann immediately thought of it.    

    

First, Yang Fann didn't notice it earlier. Second, Yang Fann didn't recognize Yang Fann because he wore a sun hat and sunglasses, which put him in a dangerous situation!    

    

There was no limit to how fast a person could think. Yang Fann thought so much, but it was actually just a split-second. With Yang Fann's quick thinking speed, it didn't even take 0.01 seconds.    

    

At this moment, the subordinate of the dumper revealed a cruel smile. Not only had he lost more than just one life, but what he had lost today was not brute force, but he had killed his target with a stratagem or even a girl getting into a palanquin. This was his first time doing something like this!    

    

Just from this one action, Fu Qiang already liked this feeling. What is this?" Even if there were people who suspected him, there was no evidence. As the saying goes, a man has a horse that misses his way, and his hooves are exposed, and he often walks by the river with his shoes wet. Whoever drives a car will never run into anyone else, and as long as he found a random underling to push against the tank, he would be able to escape.    

    

Just when the dumper was about to collide with Yang Fann, it gave Yang Fann a glance as if it was holding onto the steering wheel. It wanted to see the fear and despair on Yang Fann's face, just like the people it killed in the past!    

    

However, what surprised him was that he didn't see any fear or despair on Yang Fann's face. Yang Fann also looked up at him and not only was there no fear on his face, there was even a cruel smile on his face!    

    

Yes, judging from his many years of experience, Yang Fann's smile was full of cruelty.    

    

It was because the smile on Yang Fann's face was exactly the same as the smile on his face every time he killed an opponent. He was always holding onto the same wisdom, leaving no leeway!    

    

F * ck!    

    

You are about to die, can you still smile? Shouldn't you be so scared that your face will turn pale and your body will tremble, and you can even urinate?    

    

Damn it, go to hell!    

    

At this moment, a sense of horror suddenly rose up in his heart as a kind of creepy feeling involuntarily arose!    

    

Under the stimulation of extreme foreboding, Fu Qiang instantly entered into a berserk state. His mind stopped thinking about anything else. Only Yang Fann and the motorcycle he rode had a single thought in his mind: Smash him to death, crash him to death!    

    

This caused his three views, which he had been able to establish with great difficulty since young, to suddenly collapse. It even made him start to doubt his own life, and he felt that it was because he had done too many bad things that he had encountered such a strange situation that even ghosts would not believe him!    

    

Just as the dumper was about to hit Yang Fann, the motorcycle they were on suddenly disappeared!