Chapter 72

A crack in the glass suddenly surprised the four bandits in the car.

Ye Yu has now turned over and entered the car, surrounded by four bandits.

But ye Yu didn't panic at all. Instead, he worked with all his strength and hands and feet. He escaped the shooting of the thin man and kicked two bald men on his side.

Driven by great force, the two bald men on Ye Yu's side, together with the doors on both sides, all collapsed out of the car.

The thin man is shocked in his heart. He's a bully! Ignoring the two subordinates outside the car, he raised his gun and shot at Ye Yu.

Bang!

With the help of super mental calculation, Ye Yu had already calculated the intention of shooting through his muscle movement before he shot the thin man.

Ye Yu's head is slanted, and the hot bullet, with a circle of waves, swims by the side of Ye Yu without any damage.

"Ah!"

Ye Yu dodged the bullet, but the scar man was shot in the shoulder by the bullet.

The car suddenly shakes, the gun in the lean man's hand falls, but he then stabilizes his figure, draws out a dagger from his waist, and stabs Ye Yu.

But ye Yu is not afraid of it. He fights with the thin man with his fist.

Through these days' study with Xing Meng and continuous practice of radio gymnastics, Ye Yu has further developed the potential of Lingjian.

With open hang cheat general super mental calculation, will be thin man to death suppression.

The thinner the man is, the more frightened he is. What kind of monster is this! Between the hands unconsciously flustered up.

As soon as ye Yu's eyes brightened, he seized the opportunity, his right arm was like a long gun, and his fingertips were severely stabbed in the chest of the thin man.

Bang! Click!

Ye Yu's fingertip is like the head of a gun, which dents the chest of a lean man.

At the same time, the sharp force of spirit sword's spontaneous movement cracked the clothes on the back of the lean man after the heart was broken.

Poof!

The thin man's blood spurted out, then he was pale, lying in the car, with no life.

>At the moment, the scarred man can't control the speeding car. He's about to hit the isolation belt on the side of the road.

Ye Yu quickly scoops up the stunned sugar and jumps out along the broken door.

Because he was protected in his arms by Ye Yu, after jumping out of the car, sugar did not suffer any damage.

When ye Yu stood up to untie the sugar, the car had already hit the isolation belt. After a loud noise, he turned over to the side of the road.

Squeak!

Three or two police cars with long brake marks stopped behind Ye Yu.

The door suddenly opened, and down came seven or eight police officers, as well as Lu Qingxin and Han Xue.

"Ye Yu! Are you all right! "

Han Xue hurriedly runs to Ye Yu's side, takes Ye Yu's hand, and is about to cry.

Seeing Han xuelihua's appearance with rain, Ye Yu was very distressed, so he quickly comforted him with a soft voice, "Xiaoxue, I'm ok, don't worry!"

"What's ok? You're bleeding!" Han Xue sees the trace of blood splashing on Ye Yu's chest, and tears flow down.

Ye Yu looked down and saw that there was a blood stain on his chest. It was the blood from the thin man's mouth that touched Ye Yu's clothes.

"Peace of mind, I'm not hurt. It's not my blood."

"Sugar!"

As soon as Lu Qingxin got off the car, he saw the sugar standing on the side of Ye Yu's body. He hurriedly ran to it, holding it tightly.

Lu Huaiyuan also saw that his daughter was safe and sound, and his heart was relieved.

When he came to Ye Yu, he first comforted his daughter and then saluted him.

"Thank you! If it wasn't for you, sugar would have been taken away! "

Ye Yu looked at the dignified middle-aged man doubtfully and asked aloud, "you're welcome, are you?"

Cui Ying, who was behind LV Huaiyuan, stepped forward and said to Ye Yu, "this is sugar's father and the police chief of Mingzhou police station!"

When ye Yu heard this, he was awed. He knew that LV Huaiyuan was a police chief who struggled in the front line all the year round. He was very upright. Unexpectedly, he was still the father of sugar.