The tourists in the car were all stunned. The driver looked at Yang Fan in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I told you to open the car door immediately! I want to go down and deal with that Siberian tiger!" Yang Fan rushed to the car door in one step.

"Yang Fan!" Liu Qingru suddenly exclaimed.

"Open the car door quickly!" Yang Fan ignored Liu Qingru's exclamation and instead stared at the driver with bloodshot eyes.

The driver might have been frightened by Yang Fan's murderous aura. After a stagger, he immediately crawled to the driver's seat and quickly opened the car door.

“Whoosh!”

Without any hesitation, Yang Fan rushed out of the bus. At this moment, he saw the Siberian tiger that was less than three meters away from Yuanyuan.

"Fuck you! Get out of here!"

Yang Fan roared again, and then without thinking, he kicked the Siberian tiger.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked by Yang Fan's actions!

Liu Qingru widened her eyes and looked at Yang Fan anxiously. She wanted to scream loudly, but she couldn't shout at all. Instead, she took a breath.

Li Xiuqin looked at Yang Fan in shock. She never expected that no one present dared to get out of the car, but at the critical moment, Yang Fan jumped out of the car without hesitation.

“Tick-tock!”

A tear flowed from Li Xiuqin's eyes. She wiped it away hurriedly and looked anxiously at the situation outside the car window.

At this moment, Li Xiuqin had regarded Yang Fan as her last straw. At the same time, she was begging God in her heart to bless Yang Fan and Yuanyuan to be safe.

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