After leaving Baiyue County, Ye Xunhuan took Wu Mei straight toward Baise Airport.
For Baiyue County, Baise Airport counted as the closest airport. Even though Baise Airport couldn’t fly directly to Yanjing, it could get them to Jinmen!
So Ye Xunhuan planned to transfer from Jinmen to Yanjing with Wu Mei. They’d lose some time on the way, but there was no helping it.
Because Wu Mei was pregnant now, Ye Xunhuan’s entire mind was on her, and he didn’t notice that someone was secretly tailing them.
Wu Mei herself was weighed down with worries. After all, they were heading back to the capital, and she might run into Qiu Ruoxi. Her heart was in chaos, so she also had no idea someone was following them.
The two of them sat in the car without saying a word, making the atmosphere inside the car slightly heavy.
The man driving them away, the one sending Ye Xunhuan and Wu Mei off, also kept his mouth shut.
He was Ye Xunhuan’s subordinate; now that his King wasn’t talking, he certainly didn’t dare to say more.
Time slipped by without a sound. No one knew how long had passed when a black Honda behind them suddenly accelerated, slamming toward Ye Xunhuan’s car.
"King, looks like we’ve run into some trouble!"
The driver, seeing through the rearview mirror that the Honda behind had suddenly sped up and was madly chasing after them, spoke at once.
Hearing this, Ye Xunhuan immediately looked back.
The next instant, he saw that crazed, seemingly out?of?control Honda roaring straight toward them.
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan’s expression changed slightly, and he said, "Stop the car."
At his words, the driver didn’t hesitate at all and brought the car to a halt.
The car had just stopped and not yet steadied when Ye Xunhuan opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle. But the moment he got out, he told Wu Mei, "Don’t get out of the car!"
After getting out, a sharp killing intent shot out of Ye Xunhuan’s eyes. He planted himself behind the sedan, silently watching the Honda racing toward him.
Just as the Honda was about to slam into him, Ye Xunhuan moved. His right leg snapped up and stomped down hard on the ground.
As his foot came down, it was like a thousand troops galloping; the whole ground shuddered violently.
Then Ye Xunhuan gathered Inner Strength into his arms and thrust them forward.
He was going to stop that crazed Honda with bare hands!
That’s right—he was going to block that speeding Honda with nothing but his bare hands.
Seeing Ye Xunhuan’s insane move, Wu Mei’s face changed drastically.
The Honda’s speed was at least a hundred?twenty. How could human strength possibly stop it? Even if Ye Xunhuan was a Martial Artist with terrifying power, he probably couldn’t block it, could he?
But then, a bizarre scene suddenly unfolded.
Ye Xunhuan stood in a horse stance, his hands thrust out, forcing the Honda to halt, unable to advance another inch—while his own legs began sliding backward.
"Get the hell out of here!"
Ye Xunhuan’s face flushed red as he growled, and he shoved back hard. At the same time, his right leg lashed out and kicked the Honda.
"Clang!"
That kick was ferocious and heavy. With one strike, the hood shattered, and the engine inside was completely wrecked, leaving the Honda on the edge of being totaled.
At that moment, the Honda’s doors suddenly opened, and two men stepped out from the car.
Both looked to be around fifty, with burly builds. Their arms especially were thick and powerful, giving off a sense of explosive strength.
"Marshal really is worthy of the title. You can block a car going a hundred?twenty with your bare hands." One man, with slightly thick brows, stared fixedly at Ye Xunhuan.
"Who are you?"
"From the Jun family."
Hearing those five words, Ye Xunhuan’s face shifted slightly. "You’re here to avenge the King?"
"Marshal, you killed the King. The Jun family cannot let you live." The thick?browed man said coldly, "Today, we brothers will send you on your way, and take the Taiji Seal while we’re at it."
"Do you have that kind of ability?"
"Marshal, though you stopped our car, your arms were injured. You’re doing your best to hide it, but your arms are still trembling slightly."
"You’re destined to die at the hands of us brothers."
"When you go report to the King of Hell, tell him it was me, Jun Wuhui, and my brother Jun Tianyou who killed you!"
Jun Wuhui, Jun Tianyou!
If Xiahao Yunting were here and heard those two names, he probably wouldn’t be able to stay calm.
Because these two were of the same generation as the King. Neither brother, taken alone, could match the King’s strength. But the two of them trained in a combined attack technique, and over all these years their minds had already become linked. When they joined forces, even the King wouldn’t dare claim he could win for sure!
Now the two of them were striking together against Ye Xunhuan, coming with absolute killing intent.
"So you’ve been watching me this whole time?"
"That’s right." Jun Wuhui said coldly, "From the moment you left Jiangzhong City, we were on your tail."
"We didn’t expect you to have a child. But today, that child is destined to die in the womb."
Ye Xunhuan drew in a deep breath. "If you want my child dead in the womb, you’ll have to step over my corpse first."
"Wuhui, stop wasting breath on him."
Jun Tianyou hadn’t spoken from the start. Now that he did, his voice was full of killing intent, and his whole presence was like a sword with all its edge exposed, razor?sharp.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jun Tianyou stepped forward suddenly, his right hand clawing toward Ye Xunhuan.
Seeing this, Jun Wuhui didn’t hesitate or delay in the slightest and followed up, launching his own attack at Ye Xunhuan.
Facing the twin pincer attack from Jun Tianyou and Jun Wuhui, Ye Xunhuan didn’t dare be careless. He darted aside at high speed.
Although the two of them were closing off his lateral escape routes, Ye Xunhuan stomped off the ground and sprang up, leaping into midair.
When Jun Wuhui and Jun Tianyou saw this, they both snorted coldly in unison, then stepped back slightly.
"Swish!"
Just as Ye Xunhuan was about to land, Jun Tianyou kicked off the ground, his whole body springing up. His fists clenched, and like a fired shell he smashed them toward Ye Xunhuan.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
As the iron fists crashed out, the air in front of him shattered, and the cutting wind of his punches, like blades, howled in to tear into Ye Xunhuan.