From the time travel, I became extraordinary

The taxi driver, Old Wu, was visibly stunned when he heard these words.

Looking at the white hand resting on his arm, he increased his strength, hoping to open the car door smoothly.

However, he tried his best, and cold sweat began to flow down his forehead, but he still couldn't shake the palm at all: "Brother Jiang, what do you want to do?"

"I've already said that the biker gang is lawless and brutal."

"If they were in the city, they might still be cautious and act more restrained, but we are now in the wilderness."

"If I really listened to you and drove my car into them, it would definitely anger them. At that time, no matter if it was you or me, we would definitely be dead!"

……

I don’t know if those biker gangs left any psychological trauma on Old Wu.

At this moment, his voice seemed to be trembling, and his words showed his deep fear of the biker gang.

However, this situation is not uncommon.

After all, many Chinese people are as obedient as lambs when they go to other countries and face foreigners. They may have fangs, but they will only show them when facing their compatriots.

This is a very realistic problem, and I have to say it makes me feel a little sad.

Jiang Yao couldn't be completely sure whether the taxi driver Lao Wu was such a person.

However, seeing how afraid he was of that biker gang, Jiang Yao had a sullen face and was obviously unhappy about it.

"You're driving a car, are you afraid that you can't beat the motorcycle?"

"Dignity is earned through fighting. The more cowardly and afraid of death you are, the more others will like to bully you."

"Looking like this now, I really doubt whether you are colluding with that biker gang!"

"If you don't dare to hit me, just change your position and let me hit you!"

"Don't worry, if there is any damage to the car, I will compensate you in full."

……

With a look of disdain on his face, Jiang Yao smiled coldly.

Although the front space of the car was not spacious, he still stood up while speaking.

He unbuckled Old Wu's seat belt, picked him up, and threw him onto the passenger seat next to him. Then he turned around and sat down in the driver's seat.

There were four or five motorcycles blocking the road ahead, but in terms of manpower, there were seven or eight of them.

This group of bikers all have tattoos and their clothing is also weird.

Just as Jiang Yao had a few words with Old Wu and sat in the driver's seat, several big men, holding baseball bats in their hands, walked towards this side with a heartless pace.

"Old Wu, fasten your seat belts, sit tight, and get ready to watch the show..." Jiang Yao had already restarted the car that had been shut down.

His face was full of excitement, and he laughed strangely, and greeted Old Wu who was sitting in the passenger seat next to him.

Then he stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight towards the people in front.

"Mr. Jiang, you are a psychopath!"

"Stop it, stop it right now!"

"They are a biker gang, we can't afford to offend them..." With fear and nervousness all over his face, Old Wu was hysterical and yelled at Jiang Yao beside him.

He had already sat down, but he stood up and grabbed the steering wheel next to him.

Because of his action, which was controlled by Jiang Yao, the direction of the car that was rushing straight towards the bikers in front was affected.

Of the four or five biker gang members walking towards this side, only one was hit head-on by the car and was knocked away.

The guys who dodged in time kept yelling "fuck" and the baseball bats in their hands hit the car hard when the car passed by them.

The car body was hit a few times, but it didn't have much impact. However, the biker gang members in front of him seemed to be very experienced in smashing cars with baseball bats.

Jiang Yao was driving the car, and in the brief moment when he passed by the few people, two baseball bats hit the large glass in front of him.

Fortunately, the car glass was still strong. Although the glass in front of the driver's seat was full of cracks, it did not shatter directly.

"You knew I was going to hit someone, but you were messing around."

"Old Wu, I am increasingly suspicious that you are colluding with this gang of motorcycle gangs."

"Be honest and get some sleep first!"

"I hope you are innocent. Otherwise, I really can't bear to kill my compatriots!"

By the time Jiang Yao reacted, Old Wu's strength was no longer enough to move the steering wheel at all.

With a sullen face, his eyes fell directly on Old Wu standing beside him.

A trick was performed on him in his dream. Old Wu's eyes became lifeless, his head tilted, and his body fell limply on the passenger seat, and he passed out.

Not far ahead, the four or five motorcycles were still blocking the middle of the road, and there were still three biker gang members left behind.

Without Old Wu standing by to get in the way, Jiang Yao stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

With a loud bang, the car crashed directly into the motorcycles. Under the huge impact force, the motorcycle that was hit the hardest was knocked more than ten meters away.

Fortunately, seeing that the situation was not going well, the bikers had already jumped into the wilderness beside the road and perfectly avoided the collision.

While cursing, two of them actually took out their pistols and fired them towards the direction of Jiang Yao's car, making a continuous crackling sound and emptying all the bullets in the magazines.

"The car is in such a mess and only one person was knocked away. This result is not good!" With a light sigh, Jiang Yao stepped on the brakes to stop the car.

With the help of the rearview mirror, he checked the situation behind him.

Apart from the biker gang member who was hit and was still lying in the middle of the road, his life or death was unknown, the other big men had already sneaked down to the wilderness beside the road.

Not only is there a ditch between the road and the wilderness, but there is also a height difference of several dozen centimeters.

The car's chassis is too low, so it is definitely not suitable to rush into the wilderness and continue chasing those bikers.

After looking at Old Wu, who was curled up in the passenger seat and still unconscious, he opened the door beside him and walked down.

"Even if George is not dead, he will definitely be disabled."

"It was all done by that yellow-skinned pig. He has already gotten out of the car. Let's get him together and kill him!"

"No, leave him alive or I'll skin him alive!"

...The few biker gang members who ran to the wilderness on the side of the road, relying on the weapons in their hands, did not flee far away immediately.

Seeing Jiang Yao getting out of the car, these guys were overjoyed.

Amidst the curses, several people looked at each other and rushed towards Jiang Yao.

These biker gang members are used to being arrogant and domineering on a daily basis. When have they ever suffered such a big loss?
If they don't make the yellow-skinned boy not far away get the punishment he deserves and the news gets out, they will definitely lose face. Who will give money to the guys they target in the future?
"What did you just say? Can you say it again?" Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, just by looking at their expressions, Jiang Yao knew that what they said was definitely not good.

Although he is now suppressed by the world and 99% of his strength is sealed, his light body skill Flying on the Grass is still at the perfect level, and the extreme speed special effect it brings is still real.

His feet moved like a breeze, and in an instant, Jiang Yao had crossed a distance of twenty or thirty meters and appeared in front of a burly man with tattoos all over his neck.

With just a stretch of his hand, he grabbed the guy's neck and lifted him up.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..." Like popping beans, several gunshots rang out in succession.

The people who fired the shots were naturally the other members of the biker gang.

Although they had emptied the magazines before, with this period of time as a buffer, the guns in their hands had already been reloaded with bullets.

"Little boy, you are trying to tickle me by using such inferior means against me?" Facing the bullets fired at him, Jiang Yao had no intention of dodging at all.

Most of the bullets fired missed their target, but a few were accurate and actually hit him.

They couldn't even penetrate his skin, and several bullets clanged onto the concrete floor below.

This scene was clearly seen by the biker gang members. For a moment, they were all stunned on the spot.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you don't know Chinese and can't understand me."

"But it's okay, just wait a moment."

"Soon, I will be able to understand your language and communicate with you normally!" Looking at the confused faces of the biker gang members, Jiang Yao slapped his forehead and said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to care whether others could understand him or not. He showed a smile that he thought was very friendly. He stretched out his big hand and directly grabbed the tattooed man who was still in his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." No one knew what kind of pain the tattooed man was going through at this moment. The scream that came out of his mouth was so shrill and miserable, and his face was distorted to be almost hideous.

He was held in Jiang Yao's hand with his feet hanging in the air. He struggled desperately, but unfortunately, his resistance seemed so weak and powerless. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move the arm that was holding his neck at all.

In just a few breaths, his two arms, with bulging veins, dropped weakly.

His eyes were lifeless, saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body became visibly dull.

In the past, because Jiang Yao didn't know the art of soul searching, he could hardly get much useful information out of the confession every time he forced someone to confess. He always felt a little regretful about this.

In the foreign land, when he was having fun with Yun Ni, Jiang Yao learned that she knew how to search souls, so he immediately learned this special skill from her.

This was the first time he used it after learning how to search souls.

A large amount of confusing memories flooded into his mind, making him feel dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

No wonder when Yun Ni taught him the soul-searching technique, she told him that using this strange technique too many times would cause mental confusion, and asked him to use this technique as little as possible unless necessary.

The tattooed man had already let go of the hand that was clasped around his neck.

After Jiang Yao's forcible soul search, his sanity had been completely destroyed and he became an idiot. He sat on the ground, his whole body in a daze, with a blank look on his face, not knowing what to do.

"Even bullets can't penetrate his body. Is he still a human being?"

"Damn it, that guy held down Tom's head for a while, how did he become like this?"

"Devil, this guy is definitely a devil that escaped from the Eastern Hell!"

……

The few biker gang members who were originally stunned and shocked to the point of being at a loss, finally came to their senses.

Unknown things always easily make people feel afraid.

The strange scenes before them, which they could not understand at all, obviously frightened them.

They kept making strange noises, their faces full of fear, and turned around and fled in all directions.

"You are a bunch of ant-like things, you dare to set your sights on me? Escape, where can you escape to?" Jiang Yao squinted his eyes and pressed his hands on his temples, rubbing for a long time. The dizziness finally eased a little.

The memories forcibly searched from the tattooed man's mind by soul-searching technique were obviously incomplete.

Fortunately, the memory fragments of the recent time periods are still relatively clear.

After briefly browsing the information stream carrying these fragments, Jiang Yao already knew the whole story of how the biker gang intercepted him.

In addition, language has long been ingrained into the tattooed man's bones. Just by extracting some fragments of memory, Jiang Yao's English level has improved by leaps and bounds, and he no longer has any problem communicating with others.

The biker gang members who fled in all directions were shouting and yelling with obvious local accents, but Jiang Yao still understood what they meant the moment he heard them.

With a look of disdain on his face, he snorted softly. The next moment, his body shook, leaving a trail of afterimages as he chased after the fleeing biker gang members.

In less than ten minutes, all the guys who had fled in different directions had been dragged back to the wilderness next to where the car was parked by Jiang Yao.

When he does something, he either does nothing at all, or he does it to the extreme.

Including the guy who was knocked away before, and the tattooed man who turned into an idiot after his soul was searched, all of them had their limbs broken. They had lost the power to resist and were dragged together by Jiang Yao.

During this period, a car passed by on the road. It must have noticed the situation on the roadside. Instead of stopping, the car sped up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yao acted as if he didn't see any of this, because in the real world, he had enough confidence to face everything.

"I will use my bloodline as a guide and the blood of living beings as a sacrifice."

"Search for the veins, trace the source, use the blood to attract the spirit cranes, gather!"

Under Jiang Yao's command, blood gushed out of the bodies of those biker gang members who were still alive, and finally gathered into a pit, forming a small pool of blood.

Muttering something, he lightly pointed at the blood pool, and a streak of blood shot out and sank into the blood pool in front of him.

The blood gathered inside suddenly began to roll and surge, and endless blood mist rose from the blood pool.

In the void above the blood pool, countless blood mists gathered together, and a blood crane the size of a palm began to condense and take shape rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Knowing clearly that his brother Zeng Lin was most likely in imminent danger and that there was no time to lose, Jiang Yao still refused the help of Xiao Li and the others and came to the British Empire alone. Naturally, he would not be completely without confidence.

Zeng Lin is his younger brother. They have the same mother, so they naturally have some blood in common.

Of course, the so-called bloodline here is not blood type or DNA, but something mysterious that is difficult to explain scientifically.

At this moment, Jiang Yao used his own blood as a guide to perform this blood-attracting spirit crane technique. His purpose was naturally to search for the whereabouts of his brother Zeng Lin. (End of this chapter)