Just a second before the Cullinan crashed into the tree roots, Tan Yuchen quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and rolled to the back seat.
As the bullet grazed the glass, the Cullinan was slammed forward again. The repeated impacts shook the entire car violently, and it seemed as if it was about to fall apart. Tan Yuchen opened the door, ready to roll out.
Outside the window, a burly man pointed an M9 at him.
Tan Yuchen didn't struggle; unable to win, he simply raised his hands in surrender.
When he was led out of the car, he also saw Jiang Zhou being dragged out of the Mercedes.
Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue and said, "Are you fucking crazy? You're just offering yourself up for death?"
Jiang Zhou said helplessly, "How was I supposed to know there were so many people?"
When he rushed up, he thought it was just one big truck. Who would have thought there were so many helpers? Otherwise, he would have run away to find reinforcements long ago.
Tan Yuchen's thick eyebrows were sharp, and his dark eyes quickly scanned the back seat of the Mercedes. No one was there.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling a little self-deprecating.
The man's shoulders and arms were restrained, and he couldn't exert any force.
It was two or three in the morning, in the suburbs, when there were few vehicles and even fewer pedestrians.
A burly man stepped forward with handcuffs. "Young Master, we don't want to hurt you. We'd appreciate it if you could cooperate with us. Our boss wants to see you."
Tan Yuchen raised an eyebrow slightly. "Does your boss know me?"
"You'll see when you get there; he's remembered you for a long time."
He seemed slightly interested, a half-smile playing on his lips, "Whether it's a man or a woman, you have to give me some time to groom myself."
Hearing that this man was very cunning, the burly man didn't intend to waste time dealing with him and wanted to handcuff him.
"etc--"
Tan Yuchen drawled out a sound, and the burly man saw the man raise his chin at the person opposite him, with a slightly cynical air.
Why not handcuff him first?
burly chap:?
"There's no way the boss should be the first to be captured. It makes me lose face."
Jiang Zhou: "..."
He voluntarily asked to be handcuffed, thus saving face for Tan Yuchen, who always wanted to be the boss.
The burly men didn't bother arguing with him. They had clearly done their research and knew that this road was deserted at night, and Tan Yuchen happened to be alone.
But the noise from the car crash could easily attract the police.
He took the handcuffs to handcuff Jiang Zhou, but in the half-second Jiang Zhou was distracted, Tan Yuchen suddenly broke free of his hands and kicked away the person restraining him.
The burly man quickly turned around, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at his chest.
Jiang Zhou reacted quickly, breaking free from his restraints, grabbing his wrist, and twisting it with his backhand.
Tan Yuchen hooked the fallen gun with his foot, grabbed it, and pointed it at the other side.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The two had worked together for many years and had a tacit understanding. They didn't even need to make eye contact to know what the other wanted to do.
The burly man was instantly turned into a human target in their hands, while so many guns were pointed directly at them.
Tan Yuchen stared at the person opposite him and asked Jiang Zhou in a nonchalant manner.
"Will you hit me or should I?"
Jiang Zhou did not hesitate.
"you!"
Rather than leaving one more person here as a live target, it would be better to quickly call for reinforcements. Jiang Zhou has practiced martial arts for so many years, yet he was still easily trampled and rubbed into the ground by Tan Yuchen.
Tan Yuchen said succinctly, "Okay, remember to collect my corpse."
This group of people had no concept of comrades. Seeing the two chatting so arrogantly, they immediately opened fire on them.
Tan Yuchen grabbed the burly man's shoulder to shield himself from the bullet, and the bullet struck the burly man's shoulder, causing him to scream in excruciating pain.
Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Zhou immediately grabbed the railing next to him and jumped down.
Tan Yuchen intercepted the gun that was about to shoot him, and several shots hit the man's arm and shoulder.
However, the next second, he pulled the trigger but there was no response; he had run out of bullets.
The burly man beside him roared angrily, his muscles bulging as he threw a punch.
Tan Yu grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward, while his other elbow pressed against the back of his neck, squeezing his head and slamming it hard against the car body.
His comrade on the other side immediately opened fire. Tan Yuchen jumped to the side of the car in an instant. The bullet grazed his arm and went straight into the car, burning a large hole.
His arm was injured, and he was leaning against the back of the car, blood gushing out.
The other party exchanged glances, preparing to encircle and swarm him from both sides. They were clearly on orders and determined to capture him tonight.
Just then, the roar of a motorcycle came from afar, sharp and piercing as if it were about to tear through the night.
As everyone turned to look, before they could even confirm who was on the motorcycle, smoke sticks were thrown at them, obscuring their vision through the thick smoke.
The motorcycle sped past Tan Yuchen from the other side, without slowing down at all, and even faster.
The helmet almost completely covered her face, and was much wider than her body. The only thing visible was her pair of clear, bright fox-like eyes, which were fixed on him.
Meng Jiuyi would never stop for him; her driving skills are terrible, and if she stopped, she would only become a target.
She still needs her life.
Whether he can seize the opportunity depends on himself!
For those two seconds their eyes met, it was as if fireflies and galaxies were gliding across Tan Yuchen's eyes, and all the lights around them lit up one by one, making the world instantly bright.
At such a dangerous moment, for some reason, Tan Yuchen laughed, his chest heaving.
Then he pushed his way across the car and jumped directly into the back seat.
The motorcycle sped off.
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