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The current Meng Fan didn't dare to delay at all. After confirming that Liu Xu and Zhou Qing weren't being chased by those people, he didn't hesitate any longer and increased his speed at full speed, fleeing into the distance.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, it was just that there were too many enemies, and he was just one person. Even though he was powerful, he didn't have the confidence to fight his opponent head on.

If Meng Fan hadn't taken the wrong medicine, he definitely wouldn't have chosen to do this. Escaping was his only option right now, and the only option he had left to protect himself.

But even so, with the speed of his legs, he still ran past the motorcycle. In just a few seconds, the enemies on the motorcycle were only ten meters behind him. In a few more breaths, he would be able to catch up.

"F * ck!" Am I going to die here today? " Meng Fan cursed under his breath as he felt the rumbling sound become more distinct behind him. He wished he could grow a pair of wings on his back and leave those people far behind.

Anxious, Meng Fan turned around to take a look. When he saw his nearest enemy was less than five meters away, his face became extremely unsightly. His mind raced as he seemed to be thinking of a way to escape.

"Bastard!" Catch him! With him, we can find Chengying! " At the same time, someone yelled out. The person closest to Meng Fan was only about three meters away from him.

Furthermore, this was a situation in which Meng Hao was driving a motorbike. In the blink of an eye, the person was right in front of Meng Fan. If the motorbike didn't slow down in time, Meng Fan would be sent flying.

Seeing this, Meng Fan's mind raced. He was surrounded by dense traffic, and no matter how fast he was, he had no way of dodging. With that thought in mind, he reached out a hand to the back of his head and grabbed Cheng Ying.

"Crack!"

After a crisp sound, Meng Fan stood to the side, his figure still in his hand. The person that was charging at him was already on the ground, along with his motorbike. He was unconscious.

It turned out that Meng Fan was unable to dodge the attack, so he didn't even bother to expose Cheng Ying's shadow. At the same time, that person had already arrived in front of Meng Fan.

It had to be said that the famous ancient sword was different. Even though it was just a sword, under Meng Fan's control and Meng Fan's quick movements, that person did not even have time to react before he was overturned by Meng Fan on his motorcycle.

Although he had taken care of the person closest to him in one move, Meng Fan didn't dare to delay in the slightest. After all, the black mass of people behind him was no pushover.

As soon as he finished this, Meng Fan didn't have the time to observe the situation behind him. Since there was no longer any immediate threat, he immediately turned around and ran to the side.

At this moment, the road was already crowded with traffic. Besides, it was still peak hours, so the traffic was already heavy. Now that something like this had happened, it caused chaos in the surrounding area, causing the originally congested road to become completely paralyzed.

On the road, Meng Fan held his shadow as he ran along the street. Not far behind him, the sound of motorcycles could be heard as they chased after Meng Fan.

However, Meng Fan was still running on his own two legs. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. There were even a few enemies who were only about five or six meters away from Meng Fan.

Even so, those people couldn't do anything to Meng Fan. No matter how flexible the motorcycle was, it was inferior to moving around alone. Although it would affect their speed a bit, on this congested road, it was Meng Fan's advantage.

After all, even if those people on motorcycles were nimble, they wouldn't be able to change their direction in a traffic jam. However, Meng Fan was able to do just that, and it was very easy.

As he was being chased by these people, Meng Fan would occasionally change his direction and pass by other cars. Once he had completely changed his escape route, he was once again able to shake off the enemies who were closing in on him.

All of a sudden, a scene that could only be seen in a Hollywood movie was being played out on the street. Meng Fan was crazily running away as he was being chased by these people.

"F * ck!" The one in his hand was Cheng Ying! "Catch him!" However, this deadlock did not last long. During Meng Fan's escape, the figure of Cheng Ying that he had been carrying had been recognized. Someone let out a loud shout, as if he was certain that the object in Meng Fan's hand was their target.

However, no matter what you said, when the news of Cheng Ying being in Meng Fan's hands spread, a lot of people went crazy. It was as if they were encouraged, and no longer had any scruples they had before. When Meng Fan changed directions, some people even jumped off their motorcycles and rushed toward Meng Fan.

This was not good news for Meng Fan. He immediately sped up and ran towards an alleyway to the side.

Suddenly, the situation in the field changed. Meng Fan was the only one running in the front, and behind him were many people wearing motorcycle helmets. Some of them were even driving their motorcycles as they surrounded the area.

Right now, other than running for his life, Meng Fan had no other choice. He firmly believed that if he stopped for even a moment, he would be caught by these people and never be surrounded. When that time came, another bitter battle would unavoidably take place.

Although he was not afraid of any of this, no intelligent person would choose to fight a battle worth two hundred opponents. Not to mention that Meng Fan only had his Shadow Bearing Sword with him.

Right now, he could only run for his life. Although he couldn't shake off his enemies, he still had to stall for time. No matter what, Meng Fan didn't want a battle with such a large disparity in numbers.

After everything he had experienced last time, even he would not want to experience it a second time. The only thing Meng Fan was thinking about was stalling for time until he was surrounded by enemies.

"Ring, ring, ring!"2

Only now did Meng Fan realize that the phone in his pocket had been ringing the entire time. Even now, he didn't have the time to pick up the phone, and seeing the enemies swarming at him from behind, his face was as unsightly as if water was dripping as he ran into the alley.

"F * ck!" The heavens will not kill me! " As soon as he ran into the alley, Meng Fan saw a few people in white overalls pouring garbage. He cried out in his heart and ran up to them. Sure enough, he found an open security door.

Seeing this, Meng Fan's face lit up. He turned around and looked at the enemies chasing him. With a few large steps, he entered the anti-theft door. After entering, he casually locked the anti-theft door.

"Clang clang clang!"

Just as Meng Fan locked the security door, he heard several loud banging sounds. It was obvious that the enemies that had caught up to him were pounding on the door.

Hearing this, Meng Fan laughed coldly to himself. Then he turned and looked around.

A snow-white wall, a stainless steel table and a few tableware. Meng Fan immediately realized that this was the kitchen of a certain restaurant.

After knowing where he was, Meng Fan didn't dare to delay any longer. He ran toward another door in the room. The door behind him was already on the verge of collapsing. It was unknown what kind of people were knocking on the door with such efficiency.

The so-called pressure was power. Hearing the deafening sound of the door being smashed, Meng Fan didn't dare to delay at all. In a few steps, he ran through the door.

However, when Meng Fan saw that there was a room in front of him, he was completely stupefied by what he saw. He had thought that the room in front of him was a restaurant that was currently open for business.

However, it was actually a closed restaurant. The entire space was filled with scattered tables and chairs, and even the door to the restaurant was locked. There was also a tiled door outside that could not be seen through the wind.

"F * ck!" This is f * cking playing me to death! " Staring blankly at everything that was happening in front of him, Meng Fan inwardly cursed his bad luck. Originally, he had thought that he had found a way out of the heaven to completely shake off those people, but he had never imagined that he would actually be locked up like a turtle in a jar.

"Ring, ring, ring!"

While Meng Fan was in a daze, the cell phone in his pocket kept ringing. It was as if it had never stopped ringing.

Hearing the familiar ringtone, Meng Fan inwardly cursed his bad luck and reacted. He reached for his phone and without even looking at the incoming call, he cursed, "Is there something wrong with the NTM?" What are you doing making a phone call at this time? "

At this moment, Meng Fan's heart was filled with an evil fire. Facing everything that was happening in front of him, he would probably feel a bit angry!

After all, the disparity in this situation was too great. If it weren't for Meng Fan's mental fortitude being so good, he would have probably been driven mad by joy and anger.

He had been chased from being chased down to fleeing madly. Now that he finally saw a place where he could shake off his enemies, he realized that this was a dead end. He had been forced into a dead end.

Right now, there was no one around, so this phone call naturally became his outlet. There was no need to worry about who the person calling him was.

"F * ck!" I heard that you were being chased down by people on the way here. I originally wanted to send people to support you, but now that you still have the strength to scold me, I presume I can take care of it myself? "

After Meng Fan's string of curses, the person on the other end of the line was stunned for a moment. Then, just like Meng Fan, he also began to curse angrily. Even a fool would be able to understand the sarcasm in his tone.

"Don't! Calm down, I really can't take care of myself right now. If you have any reinforcements, you should send them over as soon as possible! Otherwise, you might have to collect my corpse for me. I'm stuck in a hotel and can't leave at all, so I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long! "

Upon hearing the other party's voice, Meng Fan recognized who this person was. The anger in his heart was instantly reduced by a large half as he spoke in an almost demanding manner.

Meng Fan wasn't very familiar with the temperament of the person on the phone. He had only met him once, and he had always been smiling. Meng Fan couldn't understand the temperament of that old man.

The Safety Group had always been a mysterious organization to Meng Fan, especially when Old Man Lu always gave Meng Fan a sense of danger. Now that he could hear Old Man Lu's voice, he felt that it was worthwhile joining them. At the very least, when he was in danger, other than Liu Xia, there was another group of people who would help him.

Actually, when Meng Fan called Old Man Hu, he had already thought of asking Old Man Lu for help. It was just that he didn't know the other party's number. Otherwise, he probably would have asked them for help a long time ago.

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