Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

Feng Yun's appetite was astounding, and when he finally left, the waiters all took the initiative to come over to sign the form, and finally sent them out the door.

"The service of this store is good, I will come here often in the future." Feng Yun commented before leaving.

The waiter's face suddenly looked as ugly as if he had drunk traditional Chinese medicine, but don't come here, he can keep up with the appetite of two people by himself.

The shopping mall has five floors. The first and second floors are for clothing and shoes. They are very fashionable and trendy, but they are too expensive.

Feng Yun thought about it, dragged Bai Yumo into a store, chose a set that looked pleasing to the eye, and asked the clerk for two sets.

There was only one fitting room, and two people went in together, and it took twice as long as others to get out of it.

No one knows if she was really changing clothes during the period.

Feng Yun was in a good mood, and after paying the money readily, he left the clothing store under the eager eyes of the clerk.

By now, it was evening.

"Are you happy today?" Feng Yun asked loudly through his helmet while riding a motorcycle on the road.

"Only you are happy." Bai Yumo gritted his teeth, still angry about the fitting room, "Whether you can be in heat in the future depends on the occasion."

"Oh——what did you say?" Feng Yun's voice became louder, "You asked me about my zodiac sign? I'm a Scorpio, my birthday is November 11, my weight is 19 kg, and my height is 75."

"To shut up."

It was on purpose, this guy.

Bai Yumo thought angrily, he couldn't be as shameless as Feng Yun.

"Hey, wife." Feng Yun shouted again.

Bai Yumo ignored it.

"baby--"

"Uh……"

"Okay, okay, Yumo, I have something to tell you."

"Say……"

"We're being followed, hold me tight." Feng Yun glanced at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle. At the end of the road, two or three motorcycles of the same model as him appeared.

And there are several more behind that were not captured by the rearview mirror.

Bai Yumo's heart tightened, but he didn't look back. He just hugged the waist of the person in front of him as Feng Yun said, and asked, "What should I do?"

"It's okay, just hug me tight." Feng Yun's voice without the slightest sense of tension made people feel safe.

Bai Yumo's nervous mood immediately calmed down.

"Speed ​​up." Feng Yun twisted the handlebar, and the motorcycle made a louder roar, and the speed suddenly accelerated, galloping on the road like a black lightning.

The people behind were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that they had been spotted by the other party. The motorcycle accelerated almost at the same time, and followed closely the motorcycle in front without letting go.

At this time, it was rush hour, and the city was busy, and there were quite a lot of cars on the road.

"Di Di-"

"Beep beep-"

The restless car owners cursed the damn traffic jams and red lights, and in front of Feng Yun was a queue of cars.

There is a narrow space between vehicles, but there is no room for a motorcycle to enter.

Feng Yun didn't want to take any risks, so he simply lifted the front of the car and drove onto the sidewalk.

The horn of the motorcycle disturbed the walking crowd.

For a moment, like a wolf breaking into a flock of sheep, the pedestrians dodged to the sides in embarrassment, and the motorcycle that was chasing behind rushed to the sidewalk without hesitation.

Bai Yumo clings to the person in front, through the helmet, he can hear his own breathing.

Unexpected and not rushed.

The first time he experienced this kind of chase, he actually only felt excited, just like killing a man for the first time, he looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, only the joy and madness of revenge.

The red light changed, and the vehicles ahead started to swim. The people following thought that Feng Yun would go straight ahead, because it was safer, but unexpectedly, Feng Yun controlled the motorcycle to turn.

The vehicles traveling in a straight line formed a line, but Feng Yun nimbly shuttled through these lines, crossing the road at peak times with incredible control and responsiveness.

"Damn it!" A dozen people stopped their motorcycles at the intersection, and the leader was the group from the amusement park.

Although they wanted to take care of Feng Yun, they didn't want to make fun of their own lives. They thought it was impossible for them to cross the road.

"Boss, are you still chasing?"

"Go the other way and stop them."

The group of motorcycles turned around and went on another road.

Feng Yun has only been here for a few days, so he is naturally not as familiar with the roads as these small local groups.

"I'm bored, I didn't chase after you." He curled his lips and slowly lowered the speed of the motorcycle, "Are you scared?"

"No." Bai Yumo said truthfully.

"What? Excessive, then what are you afraid of?"

"I don't know, not yet."

"Okay, let's go back then."

After driving for a further distance, they left the bustling business district, and they returned to this chaotic, poor, and dirty area.

The roar of the motorcycle reappeared, and Feng Yun laughed, "Yo...Xiaoqiang is Xiaoqiang."

"Are they coming again?" Bai Yumo frowned, and heard Feng Yun continue: "It seems that you can't fight, Yumo, can you ride a motorcycle?"

Bai Yumo's forehead jumped, "What do you mean?"

"I'll get off the car later, you go back on your motorcycle first, and I'll go find you when it's over."

"Dreaming, I've seen too much heroism."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid I'll get your hands dirty."

Feng Yun smiled happily, and turned into a construction site.

This place has been closed for more than half a year. I heard that the contractor has run away without paying wages, and the construction workers have also gone on strike, so this place has been idle.

Feng Yun entered the flat open space, stopped the car, picked up two steel pipes of suitable length from the side, and handed one to Bai Yumo.

He instructed: "I'll go up later, you'll fill up the gun in the back, understand? If I knock him down, you go up and give him a stick."

"depend on mood……"

"Hey, you're just giving me high blood pressure and heart disease, aren't you?"

Just as he was talking, the motorcycles followed.

The leading man took a half-meter-long sharp butcher knife from the motorcycle, and looked at Feng Yunxiao viciously, "I will ask you to pay with your life today for the last debt."

"My life is too precious, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it."

"Hey bah." The man spat, "After you're dead, let's talk about whether I can afford it or not! Give it to me—"

The dozen or so people behind were also holding sharp machetes, and rushed towards the two of them holding them high.

Feng Yun turned the steel pipe and rushed into the group of people.

His skills are so strong that he seems to have eyes all over his body. No matter where the knife comes from, he can react quickly and dodge it.

And Bai Yumo's performance was also very good. Although he didn't have Feng Yun's ability to play one against ten, he was still handy against two or three people.

A steel pipe hit the man's face, and the latter's cheek was immediately sunken in, and his body flew upside down, falling beside the leader.

The boss's face was extremely ugly, and he seemed to be thinking of Feng Yun's fighting power like a god of death in the playground. He fired a shot while Feng Yun was fighting with others, and it only scratched the other party.