Chapter 6767
What an impressive motorcade!
"Listen carefully to everything I'm about to say, and don't interrupt me. Just do as I say, and I won't hurt you."
Xiao Chen's gaze was firm and serious as he stared intently into Yun Yuyan's eyes, as if trying to convey his determination to her.
His palms were burning hot, like flames, but Yun Yuyan felt a chill on her back, as if a coldness was rising from the soles of her feet.
A strong sense of unease enveloped her, making her feel as if she were in a dark forest, surrounded by unknown dangers.
Yun Yuyan's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, as if all her life force had been drained away by fear at this moment.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her nails digging deep into the soft leather wrapping.
His knuckles were bluish-white from excessive force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out like earthworms, looking ferocious and terrifying.
Her eyes were filled with fear and panic, a fear that overwhelmed her like a surging tide, causing her to lose all reason and judgment.
At that moment, she didn't even bother to look in the rearview mirror. Her right foot seemed to be driven by an unknown force, and she slammed down on the accelerator.
The tires screeched violently against the ground, producing a piercing shriek that was sharp and mournful, like a call to death.
At the same time, a pungent and nauseating smell of burning rubber filled the air.
The bright orange Ferrari shot off like an arrow released from a bow.
The taillights left two distorted streaks of light in the rain, like two wounded snakes writhing painfully in the darkness.
In the blink of an eye, the Ferrari disappeared around the corner of the cobblestone road, leaving behind only a trail of splashing water and the pungent smell of rubber.
The ancient buildings lining the streets stood silently in the night, their mottled walls and ancient eaves seeming to bear witness to the passage of time.
He watched this tense and thrilling scene silently, without uttering a word.
Xiao Chen stood there, watching the car disappear into the distance, and let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.
However, his back was already soaked with cold sweat, which trickled down his spine, soaking his clothes and giving him a bone-chilling cold.
He slowly turned around, his movements somewhat sluggish, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away by the tension and worry he had just felt.
The black shirt he was wearing fluttered in the night wind.
In the midst of the fluttering of his clothes, the cold dagger at his waist was revealed.
The dagger lay silently at his waist, exuding a chilling aura.
At this moment, the dragon pattern on the scabbard gleamed eerily under the moonlight. The light flickered and seemed to contain a mysterious and powerful force, making it impossible to look directly at it.
In the distance, a black Bentley minivan slowly drove up, its wheels making a "gurgling" sound as they rolled over the puddles on the road.
The car headlights, like two sharp swords, pierced through the rain curtain and illuminated the road ahead.
The intense headlights cast a huge shadow at Xiao Chen's feet. The shadow resembled a giant monster with its gaping maw, dark and menacing, as if it wanted to devour him.
Xiao Chen stood in the shadows, his eyes growing colder. He clenched his fists tightly, watching the approaching Bentley van warily, preparing for any potential danger.
"Screech..." A sharp, ear-piercing screech of brakes suddenly rang out, the sound seemingly tearing apart the silence beneath the rain curtain.
A Bentley slammed on its brakes five meters away from Xiao Chen, the brake pads screeching violently against the ground.
A burnt smell mixed with rainwater filled the air, so pungent that it made people wrinkle their noses. The smell was like an invisible blade piercing straight into the nasal cavity.
Xiao Chen's pupils contracted instantly, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the Bentley in front of him.
He noticed that the other person's tire tracks contained some pale gold gravel, which stood out prominently after being washed by the rain.
He was very familiar with these grains of sand; they were "gilded sand" found only deep within the Kunlun Mountains.
This type of gravel is very special, allowing ordinary tires to move smoothly on snow, giving them excellent grip.
However, the appearance of this gilded sand made Xiao Chen's heart sink, because it revealed that the newcomer's identity was by no means simple.
His heart pounded violently in his chest, as if it would burst out of his chest, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, like a fully drawn bow, ready to meet the impending crisis at any moment.
The driver's side door slowly opened, and a foot wearing a shiny leather shoe stepped out.
A lean man in a suit appeared in Xiao Chen's line of sight. Every step he took was steady and powerful, yet it seemed to step on Xiao Chen's nerves, making Xiao Chen's nerves involuntarily tense up.
The man had a hideous scar at the corner of his eye. As he raised the corner of his mouth, the scar twisted and deformed, like a centipede wriggling on his face, sending chills down one's spine.
Some bluish lines were faintly visible on his neck, like eerie venomous snakes hidden beneath his skin.
As the man bent down to open the car door, his sleeve slipped slightly, revealing half of his tattoo.
The tattoo was a hydra coiled on a skull, its nine heads bared and claws poised to leap from the skin and devour everything.
Xiao Chen stared intently at the tattoo. Although he didn't know what the tattoo represented, he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the person, an aura like a black mist that enveloped him.
"Mr. Jiang, we've arrived."
At this moment, the driver's voice rang out. His voice was like sandpaper rubbing against an iron plate, with a unique hoarseness and dryness that made people feel uncomfortable.
As the driver finished speaking, the car door slowly rose, and a man in a Zhongshan suit stepped out of the car.
His movements were light and graceful. His cloth shoes stepped into the puddles without splashing a single drop of water, as if he were stepping on a calm lake rather than puddles.
His hair fell slightly, obscuring his left eye and leaving only his right eye visible.
His right eye was like a poisoned, icy pool, deep and cold, sending chills down one's spine upon seeing it.
His aura seemed ethereal, like a gentle breeze, yet it contained a powerful force, causing Xiao Chen's slight curiosity to vanish instantly.
Xiao Chen knew that the man in front of him was an extremely dangerous person, and he had to be vigilant at all times and could not be careless in the slightest.
Such abilities can only be possessed by powerful individuals who have entered the mysterious and extraordinary "Heavenly River Realm".
At that moment, the air that had been flowing between the two seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, instantly freezing. (End of Chapter)