"Roar~"
"Roar roar~"
With bursts of ear-piercing engine roars, dozens of off-road vehicles appeared in front of the Hummer. These off-road vehicles were all modified, with their entire exteriors covered in various iron plates and metal spikes, resembling iron hedgehogs. Heavy machine guns were mounted on their roofs.
Beside the dozens of off-road vehicles, there were nearly as many off-road motorcycles, forming a convoy.
"Roar!~"
"Grrr~huhu~huhu~grrr~!"
The off-road motorcycles were fast. Their riders let out various strange yells, quickly surrounding the Hummer.
"Holy crap, there are people!"
"People? Hurry and get out of the way. My vehicle is out of fuel, I almost didn't make it to Brad Base!"
"Fuel, my ass. There are several beautiful women inside the Hummer..."
"Yeah, after the boss and the brothers have had their fun, they can be fuel!"
"Hoo~hoo~hoo~grrr~"
.....
The people on the off-road motorcycles surrounding the Hummer held various rifles and yelled strange noises at the Hummer, their expressions manic.
"Damn it, there's a slave carrying a big rock too!"
At this moment, Ye Feng, dusty and with his clothes torn, walked over carrying a large rock. A burly man in leather pants adorned with metal studs on his off-road motorcycle exclaimed.
"Blood Hand Futu Convoy?"
Upon seeing a large blood-red handprint flag on top of one of the off-road vehicles, Ye Feng couldn't help but be surprised.
He remembered encountering members of the Blood Hand Futu Convoy a long time ago, and they had mentioned being members of Brad Base.
A while back, when he was at Brad Base, Ye Feng had specifically asked Bao Yuting about them. He discovered that the Blood Hand Futu Convoy had just left Brad Base to go out exploring.
"Didn't expect to run into them here~"
Ye Feng glanced at the surrounding parked off-road vehicles and the burly men dismounting from them.
"What are you waiting for? Leave the women, capture that slave, the boss's vehicle is almost out of fuel!"
A one-eyed man with a cock's comb hairstyle roared. Two bare-chested burly men with bald heads jumped off their off-road motorcycles and, without a word, grabbed Ye Feng and quickly walked towards a giant off-road vehicle the size of an RV.
"This is the first time I've sensed such strong arcane energy fluctuations. That Hummer probably has a golden treasure chest, maybe more than one!"
"Let's go and take a look!"
As Ye Feng approached the giant off-road vehicle, two bald, tattooed burly men happened to dismount from it.
The two bald men looked almost identical, except one had a tattoo on the left side of his head and the other on the right, resembling a spider split in half.
"Twins?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly, starting to understand.
"What are you looking at? Do you think you can look at Boss Gan Po?!"
At this moment, a man in leather pants ran over and struck Ye Feng with his gunstock, then yelled at the two bald, bare-chested burly men, "Are you two idiots? Hurry and throw this guy into the engine!"
"Okay~ Okay!"
The two bald, bare-chested burly men responded in a flustered manner.
In fact, they had tried to drag Ye Feng away earlier, but Ye Feng suddenly became as immobile as a steel statue. Despite their utmost effort, they couldn't move him an inch.
However, it was strange that after the man in leather pants spoke, the two bald, bare-chested burly men were surprised to find they could move Ye Feng again.
Without daring to think further, the two bald, bare-chested burly men quickly carried Ye Feng towards the front of the giant off-road vehicle.
"Gan Po? What a strange name!"
"Bang crack~ crack~"
"Crack crack~"
As Ye Feng muttered this, the engine cover at the front of the giant off-road vehicle opened.
The engine cover slowly opened from the middle to both sides, revealing the engine inside.
To be precise, it was an incredibly crimson meat grinder, its sharp blades spinning rapidly, emitting a pungent smell of blood.
However, Ye Feng was not surprised by this, as he had seen it before in the City of Despair.
Upon seeing the engine cover open, the two bald, bare-chested burly men smiled cruelly and threw Ye Feng in…
"Crack!!"
"Crack crack~ Bang!~ Crack~ Rumble~"
Instantly, the giant off-road vehicle let out a series of unusually loud grinding and crashing sounds. Thick smoke billowed from the front of the vehicle, and even metal components were ejected.
"What the hell did you do to Boss Gan Po's prized vehicle?"
As the man in leather pants walked towards the Hummer, he heard the loud noises from behind and immediately turned around, cursing.
This series of loud noises made the two almost identical tattooed bald men turn their heads as well.
"Boss... Boss Gan Po... Brother Leather Pants, the engine seems to be stuck by that guy... stuck..."
One of the bald, bare-chested burly men stammered fearfully.
"What?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? This engine can easily shred granite, how could it be stuck by that brat?"
The man in leather pants, his face ashen, ran to the front of the giant off-road vehicle and roared, "What the hell did you put in the engine..."
The man in leather pants' words suddenly stopped. He was stunned.
Because, as the two bald, bare-chested burly men had said, the engine at the front of the giant off-road vehicle was indeed stuck by Ye Feng...
The engine blades, which could easily shred granite and would turn a person into minced meat in seconds, were unable to harm Ye Feng in the slightest...
"Bang~ Crack~ Bang!"
Ye Feng kicked, and the entire engine cover of the giant off-road vehicle split in half.
"Kid, I didn't realize... you had some skills!"
"Some kind of high-intensity body hardening serum, or maybe a desperation potion?"
At this moment, the Gan Po brothers walked over. They spoke one after another, as if they were speaking as one person.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Before they finished speaking, two whistling sounds filled the air. The Gan Po brothers' bodies turned into blurs as they rapidly charged towards Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng caught them and slammed them heavily onto the giant off-road vehicle, smashing two large holes into the heavily armored vehicle.
"Bang! Crack~"
"Ah!!~ Ah!"
"Crack crack~ Bang~ Clang!~"
The Gan Po brothers, their heads bleeding, struggled to get up from the off-road vehicle. Just as they were about to rise, Ye Feng punched them back twice. The sounds of broken bones, bending metal, and explosions mingled.
"Wh-what?"
"Boss Gan Po is a Golden-level Arcanist, and he was defeated in two punches..."
"Go, all of you, damn it, go..."
"Bang! Bang bang!~"
"Ah!~ Crack~ Ah~ Boom~"
"Bang~ Crack crack~"
.....
After a series of loud noises, the scene returned to silence. The ground was littered with members of the Blood Hand Futu Convoy...
"Roar!~"
Accompanied by the low growl of the Hummer's engine, Ye Feng and his group continued to drive in the direction indicated by the arcane pointer.
.....