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Amid the 'woosh' sound, two shadows of silver and yellow were flying through the traffic, looking down from the sky, like two lightning bolts swimming in the streets.

Wu Huang looked at the yellow car shadow not far ahead, with a slightly raised corner of his lips. Yilansha, who was sitting next to him, had a smile on her face, as if she was imagining the way Wu Huang easily defeated Steve Zhou Chaoyue and then completely defeated him.

Just thinking about it, this schedule seems to be no difficulty. The guy next to him looks like he is still a god-like and caresless. If he is accidentally won by Steve Zhou, wouldn’t he be laughed to death? Thinking about rejecting his pursuit, he is now accepting Wu Huang. If Wu Huang loses at his hands, wouldn’t it be too shameful and embarrassing! After thinking about it this way, she became a little nervous.

What she was nervous about was not that Wu Huang could not win Steve Zhou, but that Wu Huang didn't want to win him. The nature of being unable to win or not is completely different. If it were others, she would not worry about their desire to win, but Wu Huang was a little inaccurate. This man was too elusive.

After thinking about it, she said, "Huang, I need you to beat him! OK?"

"Don't worry! He can't win!" Wu Huang still looked like an old god.

But Yilansha didn't know that Wu Huang was "eavesdropping" two "hey, blessed, and alas" conversations on the Chevrolet car with his divine thoughts. From their conversations, Wu Huang realized in his heart that there were no masters in the United States. Those masters came from an organization called "Death".

This organization is actually a place that specializes in training super special forces - the God of Death. As for where the location is, no one knows. They only know that many of the best special forces will be drawn out from their respective troops for special training every year.

This training is called "death training" by them.

The reason why it is called death training is that one person who enters the training base is that one is not ten. Wu Huang can hardly imagine this inhuman training method. It is probably like a dog, like a gu training, letting this group of people fight each other, and then leaving the final winner... In this case, the soldiers who came out of the death training are no longer the special soldiers of the past, but the "God of Death". They seize the lives of others, as simple as eating and drinking water.

This "Death God" organization is not a secret among the top military leaders of the United States. As for the staff of the intelligence organization, they all know the existence of this organization. Therefore, after feeling that they cannot deal with this Oriental Flying Hero and that this Oriental Flying Hero has kung fu, they naturally compared Wu Huang with those "Death God". In their eyes, no matter how powerful the Oriental Flying Hero is, isn't it easy to capture it once the God of Death comes out?

Hearing the conversation between the two, Wu Huang thought: I guess those gods of death should be some body refiners. Through external stimulation, the potential of the human body can be infinitely stimulated, allowing the body cells to mutate. Just like he fused the blood of the real dragon, the cells mutated, so that he could tear the tiger and leopard, capture the dragon and subdue the tiger alone with the pure power of his body...

However, death training stimulates the nerves and senses of those people in a cruel way, but when he fuses the blood of the true dragon, he does not have to experience all kinds of unimaginable pain and cruelty. Moreover, the result of surviving after death training is that those death gods are suffering from secret diseases and cannot recover, while he, a person who has fused the blood of the true dragon, does not have such hidden dangers. Instead, he is as strong as a dragon and has no hidden injuries. The two cannot be compared.

But from these two "Ai Fu and Ai" words, these gods of death should not be underestimated. Their appearance was to deal with the qi cultivators in the East.

In front of these physical cultivators, Qi cultivators are not as noble as they imagined. Moreover, in front of the Death God who has undergone the special training in death, Qi cultivators are often not comparable to these physical cultivators in terms of killing skills. Therefore, ordinary Qi cultivators may die and disappear when they encounter the Death God.

At this time, Wu Huang seemed to have forgotten that he was still competing, and his spirit was completely immersed in these secrets. Perhaps, for some senior leaders in China, or for some big families, the body refiners are not a secret, but for Wu Huang, a latecomer, these secrets are all that he is very eager to understand. The United States has the God of Death, and other countries, such as the Eagle Kingdom and the Goose Kingdom, must also have corresponding "Death God Organization"!

These death god organizations are definitely the high-end combat forces of every country's military, and belong to the vanguards among the vanguards! So, who are the vanguards in China? Are they some qi cultivators who conduct various cruel trainings for physical cultivators? Wu Huang could not imagine it.

However, the more I think about it, the more excited he feels. I really want to see these so-called physical practitioners, and it is true that through those unimaginable inhuman training, an ordinary person can reach a terrifying level through stimulation of the nerves and senses of the body.

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Just as Wu Huang was imagining, the sirens roared from a distance, and above his head, three helicopters also rushed towards their direction.

These voices woke Wu Huang from his imagination. Then he glanced at Yilansha with a depressed face and smiled and said, "Sit firmly!" He said, and set up two light body techniques on Aston Martin's car body, and then he saw that the car body was much lighter and shot out instantly.

In the Lamborghini in front of him, Zhou Huangbiao was facing the admiration of the pretty black woman and secretly thought about it. In fact, Zhou Huangbiao was just a teenager in his twenties. If he wins things, he will laugh, if he loses, he will be depressed, and his temperament is very straightforward!

Now, this pretty young woman who had once been speechless before was actually looking at him with admiration, which naturally made his vanity extremely satisfying. Look at the Oriental Flying Hero who won Yilansha, he was thrown away two streets by him. It makes people feel so good to think about it!

He even thought about whether he would say to Yilansha when he turned around: Hey! Beauty, it turns out that your vision is not very good!

However, just as he was proud, the silver car shadow behind him seemed to have doubled its horsepower, and rushed towards him at an extremely amazing speed.

Zhou Huangbiao cursed inwardly: Fake! Let's start lighting the fire now?

Because, if there was no ignition, Aston Martin's speed would not be so fast. Zhou Huangbiao could only look at his codec and calculate what speed the Aston Martin behind him was about. This calculation made him feel cold sweat. This guy really has some tricks!

So he shouted to the pretty black woman next to him: "Sit firmly!" Then he stepped on the accelerator and the yellow body was like a yellow flash, heading towards the traffic ahead.

Above the helicopter, a white reporter was standing on the shoulders of the camera and filming against the traffic below. Many TV stations also began to broadcast the program live.

"Oh man! Is that yellow car shadow the Eastern Feihan??" In a bar, someone shouted at the yellow car shadow on the TV.

"No, not like! That one should be Rambo, not Bumblebee! The one from the Oriental Flying Man is Bumblebee!"

"That Aston Martin one-77 is so fast! Oh my god! This is so exciting. Is it another Eastern Wingman??"

"These two guys are finished. They actually entered the Manhattan Bridge... Haha... they are so stupid!"

Seeing a police car behind him following him, and the yellow and silver cars rushed into the Manhattan Bridge, many people couldn't help but laugh.

Wu Huang and Zhou Huang Biao naturally did not think that their behavior was a stupid behavior. They naturally knew that there were police cars behind them, and on the other side of the Manhattan Bridge, there was naturally someone intercepting them. However, they had nothing to be afraid of.

This is not the first time Zhou Huangbiao has been arrested for racing. Anyway, he has been arrested, and the lawyer his parents hired for him will come to help him. At worst, he will not be able to race in this country in the future. But how could he give up halfway in the battle with the Eastern Wing Heroes?

As for Wu Huang, I was even less worried. I turned around and gave the driving position to Yilansha and let Yilansha deal with it. If the leader of the mafia cannot even handle such a thing, it would be embarrassing to say it out.

Of course, he also understood that the target of these people was him, the Eastern Hero! But can these people catch him?

"Hey! If you don't light the fire, you will lose!"

When Aston Martin and Lamborghini were heading side by side, Wu Huang's voice came into Zhou Huangbiao's ears.

Zhou Huangbiao lit the fire without saying a word, and the car accelerated again, like a yellow divine light flashing, and the front of the car almost rose up.

After Zhou Huangbiao ignited the fire, Wu Huang also turned on the ignition device and followed it like a silver lightning flash across the bridge...

The silver lightning quickly passed the yellow flash and rushed straight ahead. Seeing the lightning-like figure of the car, Zhou Huangbiao's expression was extremely ugly.

He lost, and it was a bit ugly. In his opinion, his loss to the other party was not in terms of technology, but in terms of the performance of the car! Although he didn't know why the Aston Martin was so fast, he felt that if his car was so fast, he could still control it, and he believed in his skills. Therefore, he lost a little unwillingly this time!

The silver lightning finally slowed down in the middle of the bridge, and Wu Huang took the opportunity to change his position with Yilansha.

"Huang, there are policemen intercepting each other on the bridge!" Yilansha said after receiving the news from her subordinates.

Wu Huang nodded and said, "I thought of this a long time ago! So... you can handle this matter!"

"You are not allowed to underestimate me so much!"

Wu Huang shrugged his shoulders, possessed her mouth and kissed her, then pushed open the car door, and his figure flashed. While the car was still driving, his figure appeared on the railing by the bridge. Then a wind cable gently pushed up the car door. His figure flashed and he jumped under the bridge...

"Oh God! It's the Eastern Flying Hero, it's the Eastern Flying Hero... God! Does he want to commit suicide?"

"Oh the cake seller! Is he escaping pursuit in this way?"

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And just as Wu Huang jumped down, he suddenly felt a powerful danger coming from the bottom of the sea...

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Chapter completed!