C475 Digging His Own Grave(2)
"What do you mean?"
The old man clenched his fists as a majestic aura suddenly rose. He could not understand the young man in front of him, nor could he understand the words of the young man in front of him. He was ready to make a move, but just as his True Qi was circulating in his fists... His face suddenly trembled, and then he gasped in his heart. “ Young master, don't leave..."
Unfortunately, although his shout was timely, Zhuo Ting'en, who heard it, acted as if he did not hear it. He only cared about urging the driver in front of him, "Quick, hurry up and drive, ignore them."
The driver was also a disciple of the Zhuo family, and he was also the most outstanding expert in the Martial Arts Department. The young expert who had almost touched the threshold of Incarnation Stage reacted quickly. Although he was puzzled as to why his young master had left Uncle Bing behind and left by himself, he had always given his young master the highest order. Instead, he stepped on the accelerator.
The taida bulletproof car with good performance was like an arrow that left the dark. With a swoosh, it brushed past Faang Xuan and Zhuo Bing, and in less than a second, it scuttled to the street.
"Young master!"
Zhuo Bing cried out sorrowfully as he looked at the car that had already reached the street. Two streams of dirty tears flowed down his face. It was at this moment that a dazzling ball of fire shot up into the sky. The super bulletproof car that could carry a rocket launcher was thrown high into the air and only fell to the ground when it was more than ten meters high. After that, it rolled on the long street.
When the car completely calmed down, although the body of the car had not fallen apart yet, all the windshield of the car had been shattered into pieces.
In the car, two men covered in blood collapsed softly in their seats. Their faces were pale, their eyes were filled with pain, and their mouths were wide open. They could only exhale but not exhale. Everything showed that the two men who had suffered such a shock... They were not going to live much longer.
"Young master!"
Zhuo Bing seemed to have predicted this scene and didn't even look at Faang Xuan. With a single step, he ran towards the overturned car, and Faang Xuan, who was standing at the same spot, however, his lips parted. The moment before Zhuo Bing's figure sped away... The cigarette in his hand suddenly flicked forward.
The cigarette with tiny sparks streaked across the space and instantly landed on the bulletproof vehicle that had been blown up by the bomb.
"No!"
Upon seeing this scene, Zhuo Bingbing's eyes were on the verge of splitting apart. His face distorted and distorted. In a fit of rage, he raised his neck and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Unfortunately, no matter how angry he was, no matter how unwilling he was, he could not change the fact.
Just as the cigarette butt landed on the ground, a large ball of fire that soared into the sky burst into flames with a bang and instantly spread across the entire body of the car.
If it was said that the damage caused by the sudden explosion previously could still save him, but now that he was surrounded and burned by such a large area of fire, Zhuo Ting'en was destined to only have one outcome.
"Faang Xuan, I will tear you into pieces!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Bing suddenly turned his head. A cold divine light flashed in his eyes, but he found that Faang Xuan, who had been standing there a long time ago, had vanished into thin air, and could no longer be seen.
For a moment, he was so angry that he had no way to vent his anger. He punched the ground out of nowhere. Instantly, the hard ground shook, and a bowl-sized deep pit appeared where his fist landed. The circular cracks spread out in all directions in a pattern that was more than five meters away.
A single punch had caused such a huge commotion. If Zhuo Ting'en was still alive at this moment, when he saw this scene, he didn't know if he would regret his selfish escape.
...
Another successful assassination attempt. At this moment, Faang Xuan had already used the identity card that he had taken from a passerby to open a small hotel. He was lying on the bed of the hotel with his arms and legs spread out. He had just taken a hot shower, and there was a cigarette in his mouth. It was indescribably comfortable and comfortable.
"Faang Xuan, let me ask you, what is your brain made of? Why did you allow that Zhuo Ting'en brat to leave Zhuo Bing behind and run away? And run on the streets when you came in? "
A wild and excited voice sounded from the headset. The two consecutive assassinations were successful. Especially the last time, not only had he killed three Peak Incarnation Stage warriors from the Zhuo family, but he had also killed three Peak Incarnation Stage warriors from the Zhuo family. This was a blatant act of slapping one's face. Perhaps, all the people in the Huaxia were looking at the Zhuo family as a joke.
"Insolent, you really don't understand?"
"Damn, Faang Xuan, did you test me again? I'm not afraid of you making fun of me, I really don't understand. If it were me, if an expert like Zhuo Bing was present... Not long after that, a large number of experts would come to support us. No matter what, we have to endure for two minutes. "
"Heh, what you said is also human nature. Unfortunately, you have overlooked one thing, that is Zhuo Ting'en's identity."
"Identity? Could it be that he has some other identity?"
The arrogant voice was full of doubt. In terms of understanding of the Zhuo family, he was definitely much more thorough than Faang Xuan. Putting everything else aside, the information about the Zhuo family that was given to Faang Xuan was personally collected and organized by him.
Faang Xuan took a puff of his cigarette and said in a mocking tone, "I'll give you a hint. Think about it from the perspective of the disciples of the great families."1
"Disciples of the aristocratic families?"
Kuang Kuang was still very confused, but it only lasted for a few seconds before he suddenly heard ___'s voice from the headset.
"Understood. F * ck, it's still your brain that's spinning fast. You actually thought of all this."
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