h4Chapter 383: Chapter 383: Smelly Old Man, We’ll Never Meet Again!/h4

The two of them slowly retreated toward therge truck, all gun barrels aimed squarely at them, yet no one dared to shoot.

The atmosphere was tense and oppressive.

Yamamoto Yu watched as the two were about to make their escape, unable to swallow his anger. He abruptly raised his gun, aiming at Xi Nanfeng. As long as the bullets avoided the bombs strapped to him, it shouldn’t cause an explosion...

Yamamoto Yu was gambling on luck, but Xi Nanfeng had already seen through his intentions.

He raised his hand and waved at Yamamoto Yu, "You old bastard, the remote detonator is in my hand. If you fire even one shot, I’ll press the button immediately. Boom!"

Xi Nanfeng exaggeratedly simted the sound of an explosion.

Yamamoto Yu’s aged face turned green with rage, his hand gripping the gun trembling uncontrobly.

This guy is even more cunning and troublesome than a weasel—despicable!

"I advise all of you not to shoot. If anyone fires, I really will detonate the bomb. Many of you saw the car self-destruct at the entrance; the power of this bomb is ten times stronger than that."

Xi Nanfeng grinned and spoke, deliberately ncing at Miyata, who had rushed over.

Miyata wished he could pound his chest in frustration, yet he could only watch helplessly as Xi Nanfeng ushered Ye Cheng into therge truck.

"You old bastard, goodbye forever!"

Before getting into the truck, Xi Nanfeng purposely waved fiercely at Yamamoto Yu, an action that further enraged Yamamoto Yu. Losing control of his emotions, he fired two shots at Xi Nanfeng.

Bang! Bang!

Xi Nanfeng had anticipated this and sidestepped, taking cover behind the truck door. Both bullets struck the door instead.

Quick and agile, he leaped onto the truck. "Drive!"

With Yamamoto Yu leading the charge, the others opened fire as well.

The windshield of the truck was bombarded with bullets, creating a metallic symphony. Even bulletproof ss couldn’t withstand such relentless fire for long.

Several bullets hit the tires, but luckily, the truck had enough horsepower to keep moving, even with deted tires.

The truck thundered toward the vi’s gate amid relentless gunfire.

"Hurry up and drive! Catch them!"

Yamamoto Yu roared furiously, and Miyata finally snapped to action, rushing to a nearby car.

The truck barreled down the road, smashing through obstacles and miraculously escaping Yamamoto Yu’s vi.

...

A sudden sight of arge truck speeding into view stunned the people near the SUV.

The first to react was Gu Moqian, who spoke in a deep,manding tone, "Everyone, get in the car!"

Only he and Qin Sixue remained uninjured in the vehicle, so Ji Wei directly took the driver’s seat.

As the truck roared past them, Xi Nanfeng signaled to their group from inside. Gu Moqian nodded knowingly.

"Follow the truck," he instructed coldly.

"Got it."

Ji Wei quickly started the car and gave chase.

Seconds after the SUV took off, a fleet of ck sedans stormed up from behind.

Gu Moqian nced back, his expression dark and grim.

It seemed Yamamoto Yu wouldn’t let this go easily. To truly escape, they’d have to lose their pursuers first.

He turned his head to look at the woman gripping the steering wheel beside him. Her striking yet tense face fixated firmly on the road ahead, a sheen of sweat visible on her smooth forehead.

Not just her forehead—Ji Wei’s palms were slick with sweat as well.

This was her first time driving over 100 miles per hour, and it was under escape conditions. Watching movies like "Fast & Furious," she’d always thought high-speed driving looked thrilling and fun. But now that it was her turn, all she felt was nerve-racking anxiety.

"I’m right here with you. Don’t be scared."

Gu Moqian suddenly reached out, his hand gently pressing on her shoulder for reassurance.