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With a short punch, Ye Zheng deformed the bulletproof glass between the driver's seat and the back row. Then, like removing a piece of cardboard, he dragged the glass aside.

Fear was written all over the face of the driver. He cursed loudly in Bai Yue language and crazily turned the steering wheel.

Ye Zheng reached out with his iron hand and grabbed his neck.

"Stop the car!"

Ye Zheng ordered loudly.

The chauffeur was quite valiant as he cursed in his mouth. Instead of stopping the car, he sped up and rushed towards a big tree.

He planned to use his life as the wager, using the passenger seat to welcome the violent collision, and throw Ye Zheng and Xiao Chuhuan who were not wearing their seat belts out.

Ye Zheng snorted, he kicked the reinforced door of the car away, then hugged Xiao Chuhuan tightly and flipped himself out.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the taxi crashed into a big tree, the front of the taxi was almost deformed.

When Ye Zheng landed on the ground, he tried his best to maintain his balance, and tapped the ground twice with his feet before he finally stopped.

The unconscious Xiao Chuhuan was like a piece of soft silk, weakly lying in her arms, not moving at all.

Ye Zheng breathed in a few breaths of anesthetic gas, and his head felt a little dizzy. However, his Innate attributes and inner force were already outstanding, and his body went through the "Red Tide".

With the strengthening of his serum, his recovery ability was astonishing. After taking two deep breaths of fresh air, he immediately returned to his normal state.

Ye Zheng held Xiao Chuhuan horizontally in front of his chest, and walked towards the destroyed car with big steps.

The driver, his face covered in blood, was still struggling in the driver's seat.

Ye Zheng hugged Xiao Chuhuan with one arm, and with the other hand, he fiercely opened the car door and ordered loudly: "Get the hell down!"

The driver obviously didn't understand Chinese, he reached out to wipe the blood off his face, he looked at Ye Zheng with a face full of hatred, and muttered the Bai Yue language.

"Who ordered you?"

Ye Zheng changed to the Eastern Ocean Language and asked loudly.

The driver grumbled again.

Ye Zheng was a little angry: "Since he wants to live in the East Ocean Continent, does he not know how to use the local language?"

How preposterous!

At this moment, the driver's eyes suddenly flashed with an ominous glint. An old M1911 military hand rod appeared in his hand.

Ye Zheng did not panic. He had many methods and techniques to snatch the opponent's weapon.

However, a strand of cold light suddenly appeared in front of Ye Zheng and entered the driver's throat.

The killer, who was disguised as a driver, did not even make a sound. His body went limp as he lay motionless on the steering wheel. Blood flowed from his throat.

Ye Zheng's heart trembled, he suddenly stood up, and looked back, but did not find any trace of anyone!

This expert who provided protection in secret must have been the person who killed the sniper not long ago. He clearly had no ill intentions towards Ye Zheng and Ye Zheng, but why was he so elusive, unwilling to reveal his true appearance?

Not far away, some citizens discovered the 'car accident'.

They whispered and discussed amongst themselves. Some people even took out their cell phones to call the police.

Not wanting to cause any trouble, Ye Zheng carried Xiao Chuhuan and disappeared into the streets and buildings with a flash.

It was already late in the night, and the lanterns were beginning to light up. Ye Zheng carried the unconscious Xiao Chuhuan, feeling somewhat lost in her heart.

In front of him, the street was filled with sparkling neon lights and wine. It was the famous scene of the Dongchuan City — the old dormitory street of Kabuka.

In the whole of Asia, this street was very famous. Red men and women were venting their energy and doing all sorts of crazy actions here.

A variety of hostels and bars can offer a variety of 'services' to guests

— — In this world, all the imaginable 'services'

We have everything here.

However, Ye Zheng didn't know about the reputation of this street. He just wanted to find a comfortable hotel, settle poor Xiao Chuhuan down, and wait for her to wake up.

Xiao Chuhuan was hugged horizontally in front of her chest, her head resting on's chest, her pair of long legs wearing boots hanging powerlessly.

At the entrance of a bar, two girls in thin clothes were lying on the ground. They were obviously drunk. One of them was lying on his side on the cold ground while the other was sitting by the side of the road in a daze.

Three young men with dyed yellow hair and earrings walked over, flirting and teasing each other.

"The woman sitting on the side of the road belongs to you, and the woman lying on the ground belongs to me."

"Idiot, the figure on the ground is obviously more plump!"

"Wow, I always thought you liked Match Girl!"

Ye Zheng could understand the language of the East Ocean Continent, so he knew that these were a few scumbags. He frowned in disgust and carried Gao Xiaowen as he prepared to walk forward.

What Ye Zheng didn't know was that in front of the bars of most of the big cities in Asia, there would always be some girls who dressed well, sitting or lying down, drunk.

Men with ulterior motives would take them back to their homes, do whatever they wanted, and then something unsightly would happen.

What's more, some girls who seek excitement pretend to be drunk and sit on the street in front of a bar for a night of fun.

"Wah!" Brother, the corpse you picked up was the most explosive! "

A little hoodlum stopped Ye Zheng and looked at him, almost drooling onto his stomach: "How much wine did this woman drink? He was so drunk! "I'll pay a big price, and give it to me to play with …"

"Scram!"

Ye Zheng replied softly.

"Don't be like this! Brother … Let's see what color... "

The little hoodlum laughed as he stretched out his hand, intending to lift Xiao Chuhuan's short skirt.

Ye Zheng swept his leg, "Kacha."

The lackey fell to the ground, holding his knees and rolling on the ground. His face was twisted with a painful look, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"What's going on?"

The two companions of the little rogue looked fierce as they rushed towards Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng sighed: Why are there so many ignorant bastards?

Why did it have to be so hard?

Ye Zheng's two arms hugged Xiao Chuhuan, her upper body not moving at all, her left leg supported him, while her right leg swiftly swept down twice. The two little hoodlums hugged their legs, struggling on the ground, tears flowing down their faces as they drooled.

A sturdy man with a fierce-looking face rushed out of the bar as he sized Ye Zheng up fiercely.

The three hooligans endured the pain and stuttered as they complained to the man.

Ye Zheng immediately understood: this guy was the leader of the three delinquents.

Ye Zheng hugged Xiao Chuhuan, and turned around wanting to leave.

The muscular man suddenly kicked Ye Zheng's calf. The speed of the leg method was extremely quick, it was obvious that it had been trained.

The burly man was very confident. He had taken the job permit to kick his fists before. Although he could not be considered an expert, ordinary people would definitely not be able to withstand his kick!

Ye Zheng's body nimbly and agilely leaped up, and after spinning half a circle in the air, Xiao Chuhuan's long leg swung up, her leather boots accurately hitting the tall and sturdy man's chin.

The man grunted at the blow, staggered a few steps like he was drunk, and fell to the ground on all fours, unconscious.

"A dog that has lost its home, how shameless."

Ye Zheng cursed coldly, and continued to walk forward while carrying Xiao Chuhuan.