Two off-road vehicles came towards each other and met under the bridge.

Although there is fog, I can still see clearly.

The figure on the bridge was very patient. She yawned lazily, pressed her hands and forearms against the railings, and the weight of her entire upper body was also pressed up. She stared at the canyon road about fifty or sixty meters below.

Someone got out of the car and met.

A car only occasionally passed by the bridge behind me.

Almost done?

It should be almost the same, what if it's his.

Zhang Yogurt supported the railing with one hand, jumped lightly, and his whole body passed over the railing and fell straight down. The cold wind blew across his cheeks in the morning, feeling pain like a knife, and he lifted his hair and slapped his face randomly. The hem of the long windbreaker was also blown up.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yogurt landed steadily behind the two cars, her long legs bent slightly, and she removed her strength. The dry and hard loess road was broken by her.

Two groups of people turned their heads and looked at her

"Who!?"

Someone drew his gun instantly, and the rest responded one after another.

When they saw that it was a young woman holding a sword, they did not dare to look down on her at all. They just looked up at the bridge above their heads. It was about twenty stories high. The uneasiness and fear in their hearts made them unable to appreciate the beauty and hot figure of this woman.

Zhang Yogurt stood up straight, turned his head to look at them, smiling like a spring breeze:

"Good morning, everyone."

A group of people pointed at her with spiritual pistols:

"Friend, where are you?"

"Ah? Why didn't Zhao Haojiang come?"

"Friend! Report your name and purpose!"

"Oh, my name is Zhang Yogurt. You can call me grandma affectionately." After Zhang Yogurt said that, he asked again, "Which side is Zhao Haojiang's person?"

“…What’s the point of doing?”

"Oh, oh, it's quite simple." Zhang Yogurt was surprised. Although he was pointed at by a gun, he was not afraid at all. "It's okay. I'll have to deal with you both today. When the police investigate slowly, Zhao Haojiang will definitely not be able to escape. Let's see, oh, there are still a lot of goods. These amounts are enough for you to be sentenced to death. Those police officers will definitely be excited. Tsk, it's the end of the year, and most of the business indicators this year have not been completed yet."

"What do you want to do?" The group of people from the south looked at each other, "Why did Zhao Haojiang mess with you?"

"It's nothing, I just want to break your legs and call the police. Hey, do you think the police will send me a piece of paper for bravery?" Zhang Yogurt said as he chatted, taking a step forward, holding a sword in his left hand, approaching them.

"You are Moon Night Woman!?"

"Acknowledge your mistake."

"No matter who you are, you have a wrongdoing and debtor, don't mess with the rules of the world!"

"Why are you talking more nonsense than me? You haven't shot?" Zhang Yogurt held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, "Is it your mother who hasn't taught you to pistol?"

"Bang!"

A gunshot broke the tranquility of the morning.

Zhang Yogurt on the opposite side could not see any movement of drawing the sword. The sword was still in the scabbard in the last moment, and the next moment she was already blocking her with the sword. The sword body of the sword was as silver as snow, without any flaws.

"bite!"

The bullet is blocked accurately.

The bullet driven by the spiritual explosion was very powerful, and the opponent also adjusted the power to the maximum, and Zhang Yogurt's sword body was tilted a little.

The other party's eyes narrowed, and then he quickly realized that this person must have been passing the bullet, but she was almost passing the speed of pulling the trigger, and accurately predicted the ballistics based on the direction pointed by the pistol and blocked them in advance.

So he quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang..."

Others also responded, raising their guns and firing.

For a moment, there were gunfire under the bridge, which made people hear it. I was afraid that someone here would light firecrackers.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Zhang Yogurt quickly waved his sword and blocked several bullets in succession.

But soon she couldn't stop it because everyone's firepower was concentrated on her, and at least a dozen bullets were shot at her every second.

Give up and give up...

"call……"

Zhang Yogurt breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand holding the sword stopped, and his other hand was inserted into his waist. He looked at the group of people very tired and took a rest.

The bullet hit her jinglingly, and was bounced away by a layer of rigid defense.

The ammunition structure of the spiritual power pistol is different from that of previous lives. Its spiritual power and bullets are separated. The spiritual power is stored in the gun body, and the bullets are only bullets. The advantage is that they can carry more bullets. In addition, the ammunition supply technology is more advanced. This kind of pistol can hold more than twenty-five rounds of bullets in a standard magazine.

The group of people fought back and forth, and it took a while to finish the fight.

Seeing that the yogurt was intact and the clothes were not torn, their first reaction was to run away and they didn't want the goods or money.

However, Zhang Yogurt did not chase after him, and just threw the sword into the sky. In an instant, a huge spiritual power surged out, and the sword quickly split out more than a dozen sword lights.

As she reached out her hand and pointed forward in a faint way, the sword light shot out one after another.

Among these people, there are also many warriors and practitioners. Some have turned on the body protection light, and some have activated the defense runes, but they are useless. Under the sword light, their defense methods are like a layer of paper, easily pierced through the calf, and they fall one by one to the other, wailing everywhere.

"Dingling..."

Someone's cell phone rang.

A sneer!

Zhang Yogurt put his sword into the sheath, walked over calmly, bent down and took out his cell phone from his pocket in a whimpering cry. The caller was Mr. Zhao.

Zhang Yogurt was connected casually:

"Wrong? Mr. Zhao?"

Her voice is very nice and full of youthful vitality.

The voice opposite was very gloomy, and he was silent before making a sound, and the voice was very low: "Who are you?"

"I'm grandma."

"Report your name!"

"Mr. Zhao, please stop pretending. Get packed up and run away quickly. The Yujing police are quite efficient. If you run now, if you go smoothly, you can also stage a wonderful chase and escape show for the people of the whole country, otherwise you will be sentenced to death..." Zhang Yogurt became more and more excited as he spoke, "I will continue to pay attention to you in the news."

"What do you want?"

"I'll call the police immediately. Do you think I'm a bad person? I'm a law-abiding citizen."

"You have half of the goods and let the person go."

"I want the piece of paper that is brave enough."

"Give it all the goods to you."

"Are you still pretending?"

“Dududu…”

The call opposite has been hung up.

Zhang Yogurt grinned and was about to call the police on this phone. Think about it, there was no need to pay for calls. She changed to her own phone and muttered to herself while calling the police:

“It’s so wonderful…

"I will definitely not be able to escape when I am brave enough, right? Haha, I, Zhang Yogurt, have a day to be brave enough!?

"I let my senior brother and sister see you, but I still feel sore!?
Chapter completed!