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Chapter 83 Return to Tang City (Part 2)(2/2)

Taking advantage of this, Chen Yu quickly pulled out two soft steel bars from the wall with his hands and tied them together. Then he calculated the remaining time and rushed to the top again, smashing the third floor stairs and stepping onto the fourth floor.

With a fierce kick of his left foot, he rushed out of the stairwell and headed straight for the heavyweight in front of the window like chasing the stars and the moon.

"Crack."

Rushing to the motorcycle, Chen Yu hugged the motorcycle tightly with both hands and used strength with both arms!

"Ah!"

It roared and lifted the entire heavy car body.

"Eight seconds left, seven seconds..."

"That's too late."

Looking back, he glanced at the dusty stairwell. Without any hesitation, he rushed out the window with his motorcycle!

"Wow..."

With a crisp sound, the large French window shattered.

Chen Yu only felt that his vision suddenly became clear for a moment, and then he fell quickly under the pull of gravity.

"Whoosh——"

"Boom!!!"

[Damage received: Qi and blood +873]

[Qi and blood +1032]

[Qi and blood +771]

Fourth floor.

15 meters.

Off-road heavy motorcycle.

When superimposed on each other, a big hole suddenly exploded in the empty field in the isolation zone.

The ground a hundred meters away was shaking.

Water pipes, cables, and heating pipes were all smashed to pieces.

"drink!"

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of blood in his throat, Chen Yuru was born. Under everyone's horrified eyes, he rushed out of the smoke with his motorcycle, smashed the glass door with a big jump, and jumped into the foyer.

"Pfft."

By the way, I stepped on a large floor tile.

boss:"(???)……"

Boss lady: “(???)……”

waiter:"(???)……"

Warrior security: "(???)..."

Onlookers: "(???)..."

"Boom!!"

Putting down the off-road motorcycle, Chen Yu glanced at the audience with sharp eyes: "3, 2, 1... one minute is over, the motorcycle is mine."

"..."

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

a long time.

The middle-aged boss dragged himself forward, lowered his head, looked at the motorcycle, then looked up at Chen Yu, his hands holding the microphone trembled slightly: "You... you want it, tell me... I

Isn’t it enough just to give it to you?”
Chapter completed!
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