176: Chapter 176 Run 176: Chapter 176 Run Looking at Liu Xia and the others stepping out of the car in front of him, and then glancing at the hundreds of strong men gathering behind him, Ma Jun found himself with no way out.
Standing in the middle, Ma Jun’s eyes were bloodshot.
Being caught was not the issue, but he was carrying Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting on his back.
This was Wang Yan’s trust and charge to him.
If Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were caught again by the criminals, how could he face Wang Yan?
Thinking of this, Ma Jun grew increasingly anxious, his face flushed red, his hair nearly standing on end.
“I can’t just wait here to be captured.
I must think of a way.”
“But there are hundreds of them, how can I find a way?”
“Don’t panic, don’t panic.
If the boss were here, what would he do?”
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In the blink of an eye, Ma Jun went through hundreds of thoughts, considering countless plans, yet none of them seemed to guarantee escape.
Seeing the hundreds behind getting closer, nearly surrounding him, there was no time left to think.
Ma Jun gritted his teeth and decided: It’s all or nothing; no matter what, he cannot be caught by these criminals.
At that thought, Ma Jun shouted, carrying Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting on his back, and rushed towards Liu Xia.
The direction Ma Jun charged towards was the gap between dozens of cars, allowing just one person to squeeze through.
Normally, without Liu Xia and the others, anyone could pass through this gap.
However, with Liu Xia and dozens of others blocking the way, the passage was clogged.
Charging through would undoubtedly lead to Ma Jun being caught.
Liu Xia saw Ma Jun rushing at him and couldn’t help but smirk, casually gesturing to the four strong men behind him to capture Ma Jun.
Upon receiving the command, the four strong men immediately took a few steps forward, standing there smugly, waiting for Ma Jun to walk right into their trap.
By then, Ma Jun had reached the four.
The one at the front extended his hand, reaching for Ma Jun’s collar.
The other three didn’t move an inch; one was enough to capture Ma Jun.
Ma Jun charged at the front strong man, who intentionally let him pass.
Just as Ma Jun brushed past him, the man reached out for Ma Jun’s neckline.
With this grab, he would certainly pull Ma Jun down.
The crowd of strong men watched with sneers, anticipating Ma Jun’s capture.
But just as the man’s hand was about to grab Ma Jun, Ma Jun’s speed suddenly picked up, and the man’s hand grasped only air.
Although Ma Jun’s speed increased just slightly, it was enough to evade the man’s grasp.
The three remaining strong men froze, hurriedly extending their arms, reaching for Ma Jun from three directions.
But Ma Jun swayed his body, flashing left and right, skillfully dodging all three attempts.
Having slipped by the four, Ma Jun reached the gap between the two cars.
Liu Xia, stationed beside the gap, was shocked and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block Ma Jun.
However, before Liu Xia’s hand could lift, Ma Jun had already passed through the gap between the cars, escaping the encirclement, and sped away.
Witnessing this, almost everyone was stunned.
They glanced at each other, unable to comprehend how Ma Jun, a single person, could escape a blockade of hundreds.
Eventually, everyone’s gaze turned to Liu Xia.
Liu Xia’s face alternated between blue and white before he yelled angrily, “What are you looking at?
Hurry, chase him!”
Upon hearing Liu Xia’s words, everyone snapped back into action; over a hundred scrambled into their cars, while hundreds more raced behind them on foot, eagerly pursuing Ma Jun.
Because Ma Jun had escaped right in front of him, Liu Xia felt humiliated.
As soon as he settled in the car, he ordered the driver to maximize the speed, aiming the vehicle at Ma Jun.
Liu Xia didn’t intend to kill Ma Jun, merely wanting to knock him to the ground.
Therefore, as the vehicle caught up to Ma Jun, it didn’t push the pedal hard, only gently nudged forward intending to knock Ma Jun down.
But just as the car’s grille was about to collide with Ma Jun, his speed suddenly accelerated slightly, narrowly evading the vehicle.
Enraged, Liu Xia shouted, “Speed up, faster!”
The vehicle’s speed increased once more, quickly closing in on Ma Jun.
However, just like before, as soon as the bumper was about to hit Ma Jun, his pace abruptly accelerated again, narrowly dodging.
Liu Xia stomped in frustration inside the car, cursing, “Charge ahead, hit him, hit him!”
A roaring sound emitted from the engine as the car speed drastically surged, heading straight for Ma Jun.
Yet, just as before, when the bumper was about to collide with Ma Jun, at the critical moment, he dodged once again.
By this point, Liu Xia no longer cared about Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting trailing Ma Jun.
He was nearly losing his mind: hundreds of them chasing one person, who even carried two others, yet failing to catch up for this long.
Liu Xia was nearly mad with rage, shouting, “Run him over, kill him!”
The vehicle’s engine roared ferociously, reaching its peak speed.
No matter how fast the vehicle pursued, it couldn’t catch up with Ma Jun, who remained three steps ahead of the grille.
Liu Xia, glaring at the driver beside him, scolded furiously, “Why aren’t you pressing the pedal?
Why aren’t we catching up?”
The driver mournfully replied, “It’s already at the fastest speed.”
“Nonsense, fast as you claim, you still can’t catch up!” Liu Xia cursed, eyes darting toward the dashboard.
At this glance, Liu Xia was taken aback; on the dashboard, the needle pointed distinctly to 100 miles per hour.
Liu Xia, wide-eyed, looked at Ma Jun still running ahead of the vehicle, muttering in disbelief, “How is it possible?
He’s running at 100 miles per hour?”
At that moment, a large mountain appeared ahead of Ma Jun.
Relentlessly running forward, Ma Jun hadn’t been watching his path, and he charged up the road towards the mountain.
Liu Xia’s car couldn’t go up the mountain, screeched to a halt at its base.
By then, dozens of following cars arrived, and soon enough, over a hundred breathless strong men followed on foot.
With gritted teeth, Liu Xia declared, “The boss has already ordered: if we fail to capture these three, it’ll mean death upon our return.
Follow me up the mountain, we must capture that kid.”
Though the strong men were awed by Ma Jun’s speed, remembering Snake Soul’s menace, they nodded in agreement.
The group gathered their handguns, submachine guns, even a man carrying a rocket launcher, and began ascending the mountain trail in pursuit.
Just after climbing a few steps, they spotted Ma Jun, carrying two individuals, reaching halfway up the mountain, already a considerable distance away.
Seeing this, Liu Xia grabbed the rocket launcher from a lackey behind him, hoisted it onto his shoulder, aimed at Ma Jun, and gritted his teeth, saying, “Kid, let’s see if you’re faster or my rocket is.”
Saying that, Liu Xia flipped the switch, and a burst of flame shot out, targeting Ma Jun on the mountainside.