After passing through the alley, there was no sudden enlightenment ahead. Even though the almost scrapped car had sacrificed all its life, it still could not take Lang Xiao and the others out of danger.

Outside the alley, there are a bunch of more complex paths, which makes people dizzy at a glance. Lang Xiao looked at the somewhat "embracing" layout, his face remained unchanged, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his nose.

He reached out and touched the car mezzanine, took out a small mirror, pulled down the window, put the mirror on the window, and replaced the rearview mirror manually. The lights behind him were fiercely intertwined. The shadowy car chased him relentlessly. Several motorcycles also roared and chased out of the alley on the left, faintly forming a fan shape, blocking all possible retreats around Lang Xiao.

"It seems that we are still too young. You are really just a bait. These people deliberately let you out."

Wolf Xiao lit another cigarette slowly, slowly narrowing his eyes under the smoke. He opened his face coldly and said in a deep voice, "The layout of this group of people is indeed free of water. They must have planned in advance, let me and you leave the Crow Mansion at the same time, and then take action when we are about to escape from the ascension, and we will specifically chase and block us. As long as we are all dead, even if there is no way to make an aggression, it will be difficult to find out the truth when the outside world investigates it. After all, you, Qian Feng and our MI6, are in the opposite direction of incompatibility, so you kill me, or I will kill you, and then accidentally die in this narrow alley. How can this script be heard and how can it make sense? Even if the MI6 investigates it, it will be difficult to find out the so-called clue. Qian Feng, what do you think?"

Qian Feng glanced at Lang Xiao's joking gaze, sighed sadly, and then shook his head heavily. He had always been plotting against others in his life, but he did not expect that when he was at the end of his journey, he was plotting against others everywhere.

However, while he was lamenting, he was a little surprised, thinking that this boy Lang Xiao is really calm, and when is it still in the mood to joke here!

The sound of the motorcycle is getting closer and closer. Unconsciously, Lang Xiao and Qian Feng are completely blocked in the middle of a small road like being driven by a chicken. There are no street lights around, and the walls are towering and straight. It is not realistic to learn the flying eaves and walls in martial arts novels. The night has slowly receded. The sky has not yet been completely bright, but the intertwined headlights are already shaking so hard that people can't open their eyes.

Qian Feng instinctively shrank for a moment. If his health was fine, Qian Feng, the former core member of the MI6, would naturally not be afraid of these ghosts and monsters. Even if he could not wipe out the enemy completely, he would not be a problem to fight a path of blood. But now it is not as good as before. With his current physical condition, he might even have to shake his way through walking, let alone draw a path from these motorcycles.

Lang Xiao glanced at Qian Feng beside him, and Qian Feng seemed to be looking at him. Then, the latter seemed to guess what Lang Xiao wanted to say, and immediately spoke first: "As long as I can take me away from here alive, I will tell you the whereabouts of the Jade Buddha Head of Zetian Mingtang! I swear!"

This is a threat and a plea. Qian Feng said it earnestly, but the threat in his words is very obvious. If he listened to this opposite, it means that if Qian Feng could not leave here alive, then no one would know the whereabouts of the Jade Buddha Head of Tianmingtang.

Qian Feng's eyes swept through the murderous encirclement and found that although these people could not see their appearance clearly, they were not old, judging from their tender voices, they were only fourteen or fifteen years old, and they were still young people. The pale faces declared the unhealthy living habits of these people. The roaring motorcycles under them represented their identity, and there were some bandits further away surrounded outside, as if the person in front was their master, watching their young master slaughtering the fish on the cutting board to his heart's content.

"Hmph, this group of people is interesting. The scenes of killing people with a knife are out one after another. I want to use my hand to destroy the MI6. Now I want to use these dandy to compete with us. The fathers and grandchildren of these people are warriors who have made great achievements in the military country. The second generation of the ancestors are often teenagers, with wealthy families, and the government is silly to them. These guys are naturally greedy for worldly enjoyment and have nothing to do. They are young and passionate, so they will take the horse and hold dogs in the court, bully men and women in the city, and they are indescribable and bored. They often draw their swords at the same time when they disagree. They act extremely ruthlessly without any care.

Avoid the future. Today, Zi Qilin uses their hands to intercept us, which really makes us a dilemma. If we don’t kill them, we will die without a complete body. Moreover, Zi Qilin can push the pot on them and kill them. Even if we run away by chance, it will be considered a bond with these famous families in Tokyo. No matter what, in Tokyo, there will be no way to continue to mingle in the future. Zi Qilin is indeed not leaking." Qian Feng lay down halfway, but his mouth was still vigorously. As a spy leader, his mind was instinctively running quickly, and his self-deprecating smile slowly spread from the corners of his mouth.

Lang Xiao ignored Qian Feng's stupid words, no matter what their famous family, no matter what the fuck these second-generation ancestors are, they have lost their lives, and they still want to do what they want. Qian Feng's voice fell, and the group of people who were chasing and blocking were already racing against time to smash the car. The leading powerful boy shouted excitedly, "Kill them!"

Then he jumped off the motorcycle and behind him, a large group of teenagers rushed towards the car where Lang Xiao and Qian Feng were. They held the iron stick and long sword that the gangster must have, and kept waving it, like a group of little sharks who smelled the smell of blood.

Lang Xiao glanced at Qian Feng, and cursed in his heart that he was useless, but he still had a more professional ethical advice, "I'll go and take the opportunity to run for you, you're a little bit, find an opportunity to run away. If you run out, remember to agree to our agreement, then the Jade Buddha Head in Tianming Hall must return to China safely!"

Qian Feng didn't hear anything clearly in the noise. He only saw Lang Xiao whispering a long list of words. Just as he was about to ask what happened, he saw Lang Xiao on the side had already started to act. He pulled off his coat. In the winter, Lang Xiao was only wearing a tight T-shirt inside. The muscles like turtle shells looked angular under the outline of the tight clothes. Before Qian Feng could even appreciate the muscle monster that was not visible, Lang Xiao suddenly pushed it and directly opened the sunken car door. He knocked a person away with his hand. He swept it away with his iron rod. The sound of the iron rod hitting the human body was shocking...
Chapter completed!