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Chapter 92: 【085】Fierce Dragon and Ferocious Tiger

Chapter 92: 【085】Fierce Dragon and Ferocious Tiger

"Young master, he didn’t die." The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and reported flatly to Lu Tianxing.

"This guy is really becoming something more than human. Ignore him. That was just a warning. If he dares get close again, he’ll taste some bullets." Lu Tianxing sneered with disdain.

In the face of firearms, what is a Martial Artist with Dark Force after all? A single bullet to a vital point, and even with Dark Force, he’d be dead.

However, what he couldn’t foresee was that Wang Longhu got back on his motorcycle and pursued them fearlessly.

The driver noticed this immediately and quickly informed, "Young master, he’s coming again."

"So stubborn and unyielding, speed up for me! A car worth millions should shake off a motorcycle, right? If he catches up again, you won’t need to work anymore." Lu Tianxing said angrily.

The driver’s lips trembled; he had no choice but to step harder on the accelerator.

On roads full of accumulated water, the faster you go, the more likely you are to skid. Skidding means losing control, a danger that every driver is aware of.

This is also why the driver didn’t dare go beyond 120 km/h from the beginning, as that’s his psychological limit.

But who could have imagined Wang Longhu behaving like a madman, recklessly increasing his speed to 190 km/h? If anything jolted or collided, he could potentially be flung off the road, over the embankment.

Vroom! Vroom!

The Maybach sped up, but Wang Longhu accelerated even faster. In less than twenty seconds, he was closing in on the rear of the Maybach, prompting Lu Tianxing to lower the window and aim his gun at Wang Longhu.

Wang Longhu swiftly maneuvered his vehicle to the left, dodging Lu Tianxing’s shooting range, and closed in level with the driver’s position.

Looking at Wang Longhu outside the window, the driver remained calm. The car’s glass was double-layered, and at such a high speed, even a Dark Force expert would find it difficult to break the window and pose a threat to the driver.

If Wang Longhu dared to attempt that, the driver was confident he could force him to his death, letting this Dark Force Martial Artist perish beneath his wheels.

But the next move from Wang Longhu shocked the driver, who exclaimed in disbelief, "What does he intend to do?!"

Vroom! Vroom!

Seeing that there was only about two meters left between him and the Maybach, Wang Longhu suddenly lifted his legs, stepping onto the motorcycle seat.

Using the last bit of balance from the vehicle, Wang Longhu suddenly kicked off, leaping into the air, hands gripping his large spear as he soared over the front of the Maybach.

Without its rider’s control, the Ninja 650, at the high speed of 190 km/h, lost all balance, veering off directly and crashing into the embankment railing.

Lu Tianxing couldn’t see what was happening on the roof, so he had no idea what Wang Longhu was planning, though it certainly wouldn’t be anything good.

Thunk!

As he leapt over the front of the Maybach, Wang Longhu’s arms bulged with muscles like coiled dragons, his physique undergoing a massive transformation.

Once again displaying the ’Tiger’s Back and Bear’s Waist,’ it was a sign that he’d pushed his strength to its utmost.

With a low growl from Wang Longhu, his arms swung forcefully, and the steel spear descended like an anchor, suppressing down with might.

The spear pierced through the Maybach’s hood, breached through to the chassis, and the spearhead plunged more than a foot into the road surface.

At this moment, the entire Maybach seemed to collide with a mountain, ripping open from the hood, the windshield shattering instantly, and the roof being split in two.

Even Wang Longhu couldn’t withstand the vibrations coming from the spear, being flung high into the air, tossed towards the edge of the embankment, barely escaping a plunge into the sea by quickly grasping the railing.

But the car was not as fortunate. Spinning from one end, the Maybach broke apart from the front, the body skidding over ten meters, and slammed into the embankment railing, narrowly avoiding flipping over.

In this way, there was no longer any chance for Lu Tianxing to escape Dong County.

Snap!

Wang Longhu pushed himself up single-handedly, leaping back onto the embankment, approaching the wrecked Maybach with the imposing aura of Mount Tai pressing down.

By this time, the car doors were already battered and broken. With a push from the driver’s side, a bloodied and deeply embarrassed man crawled out.

"Madman! You’re a fucking lunatic!"

The driver looked up at the approaching Wang Longhu, his mental defenses crumbling instantly, bursting into curses.

Nobody could fathom the danger of Wang Longhu’s previous action. The Maybach was speeding at 120 km/h, covering seven to eight meters per second. If Wang Longhu hadn’t managed to thrust his spear, he would have crashed to the ground like a cannonball, the force of impact proportional to the severity of his injuries.

It was a life-or-death gamble.

No one in history had intercepted a departing car in such a manner, making Wang Longhu the first to do so.

Delivering a kick, the man was sent flying four to five meters, passing out on the spot. Wang Longhu didn’t spare him another glance, his focus entirely on the passenger seat.

He had to be cautious, knowing the guy sitting there was armed.

"Cough, cough!"

When Wang Longhu yanked open the car door, he saw Lu Tianxing sitting in the seat, covered in blood, vomiting blood, his injuries clearly worse than the driver’s.

The gun in Lu Tianxing’s hand had long disappeared, offering no threat to Wang Longhu.

"You..." Seeing Wang Longhu appear, a look of utter terror overtook Lu Tianxing.

In his eyes, Wang Longhu appeared less human and more beast-like at that moment, operating with sheer brutality.

As blood seeped into Lu Tianxing’s eyes and he watched Wang Longhu reach towards him, the vision of Wang Longhu suddenly seemed to mutate.

The clothes on him tore apart, his body swelled, blue scales grew on his left side, fingers turned into claws, a large horn appeared on his head, and a dragon’s whisker fluttered in the wind, transforming him into a dragon-human.

Meanwhile, his right side featured a yellow base with black stripes, a white forehead with dangling eyes, scarlet double pupils, a giant mouth full of fangs, overflowing with murderous intent, resembling a descending fierce tiger.

Combining both dragon and tiger aspects, his murderous aura and cohesive intent presented an image much like a vivid demonic star.

However, the illusion before Lu Tianxing disappeared immediately, leaving Wang Longhu the same as ever. His body had undergone no physical change.

It was merely his overwhelmingly gathered aura at its peak that pressured ordinary Lu Tianxing into frightening illusions.

Wang Longhu dragged Lu Tianxing from the car without hesitation, delivering a punch to his abdomen to avenge the gunfire.

He knew Lu Tianxing couldn’t be killed. There was a purpose to hand him over to Qin Tong, to perhaps uncover his identity and intentions, answering why someone with a vengeance-like thirst would keep tormenting him.

After taking Wang Longhu’s punch, Lu Tianxing fainted on the spot, and Wang Longhu tossed him aside, quickly opening the rear car door. Fortunately, Ye Yuanpei and Lin Haitao were not too badly injured, allowing Wang Longhu to breathe a sigh of relief.

In these luxury business cars worth millions, the rear seats are always safer than the front, called the boss’s seat, showing that sitting in the back has a significantly lower death rate even in accidents than the front.