Bang!

One of the biker gang enemies fell to the ground on the spot.

His motorcycle crashed into the wall of a nearby building and was totaled on the spot.

The other one was so angry that he gritted his teeth and yelled as he rode up on his bike.

"You little rascal! Beat him up!"

Old Cigarette Butt shouted loudly.

The burly man behind him suddenly threw Qin Che to the ground and broke off a rusty iron pipe from the corner of the wall, throwing it at the other man.

Goodness, that was pretty accurate. The iron pipe hit the biker gang member right on the head, causing him to fall off his motorcycle.

Bang!

Another loud bang, and his motorcycle crashed into the wall and was totaled, with thick gray smoke billowing from the engine.

"Kid, I risked my life for you." Old Cigarette Butt helped Qin Che up, glanced at him, and asked, "Can you run?"

Qin Che nodded heavily.

"Then come with us!"

Qin Che followed the lame old cigarette butt and the big, silly boy as they ran wildly.

After running a few hundred meters, Old Cigarette Butt couldn't go on. He waved to the kid, who picked him up and continued running.

Qin Che followed behind.

To be honest, even though Qin Che had strengthened his physique, he still felt weak all over, even though he only ate one meal a day and sometimes wasn't even full.

But they eventually escaped the danger zone.

In the distance, a series of explosions erupted from the buildings, flames soared into the sky, and the sounds of gunfire, shouts, and furious cries from the biker gang echoed throughout the city.

Just then,

Qin Che saw the army of Sandcastle at the end of the straight street.