Su Jingrou followed Xuan Su. Before she left, she looked at Xiang Yang with reluctance, but then followed Xuan Su resolutely.

She could not bear to part with Xiang Yang. However, in order to be able to possess sufficient strength and not appear to be powerless and in despair every time she faced a situation, she resolutely followed Xuan Su into the cultivation world.

Xiang Yang walked on the road in a very dejected manner. His clothes were still tattered, as if he had just returned from scavenging.

"I'm leaving, haha …"

"Boom!"

A resolute expression appeared on Xiang Yang's face. He stomped his foot on the ground and instantly shot into the air, rus.h.i.+ng toward the place where the car was parked.

Since Su Jingrou was no longer in Tianxin County, there was no longer anything worth Xiang Yang's attention here. His speed was so fast that in a short moment, he arrived at the place where he had parked his car.

However, when Xiang Yang appeared not far away from his car, he discovered that there was a group of people surrounding his car as if they were guarding it. Looking at the expressions on their faces, they all had excited expressions as they discussed the high end of their boss's' new car, 'and how great it would be if they could take a ride on it.

Xiang Yang's expression immediately darkened. Taking a few steps forward, he patted the shoulder of a red-haired delinquent and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Hah, yes, then let me ask you, what are you doing? Why are you guarding this car? " Xiang Yang was overjoyed. This kid was dressed in ordinary attire and had rather treasured his equipment, making him seem like a character with a germaphobe …

"Your boss's car?" Xiang Yang was shocked. He touched the car keys in his hand, still there, staring at the license plate for a long time. That's right, it was Xiang Feng's sportscar. How did it become their boss's car?

"Of course, this is a sportscar that our boss just bought. Do you know the worth of a super luxury sports car? This is a super luxurious sportscar. Sigh, why are you talking about this? No matter how much you talk about it, you won't understand." The little hoodlum with dyed red hair waved his hand at Xiang Yang as he spoke, "Hurry up and go. Don't look around here. There's nothing here that can help you."

Xiang Yang acknowledged him and walked towards the black Ferrari sports car.

"Hey, hey, hey, boy, what are you doing? You can't get close to this place. Stop right there.

As Xiang Yang approached, the rest of the people guarding the cars grew displeased and began cursing at him.

"I'll take my car."

A bashful expression appeared on Xiang Yang's face. He did not stop and continued walking toward the car.

"Halt."

Seeing that this' stinking kid 'Xiang Yang had actually continued to walk towards them, the dozen or so car-watching lackeys were instantly angered. One of them walked towards Xiang Yang and kicked him while cursing, "Did you hear me when I told you to scram?"

A crisp sound rang out as the little hoodlum who had kicked Xiang Yang flew high up into the air, making a parabola before falling into a ditch by the side of the road. He didn't even have time to cry out in pain before he fainted.

Xiang Yang stamped his foot and twisted his neck, letting out a crisp crack. A shy smile appeared on his face as he said, "I'm sorry, I've hit you too hard, but don't worry. The ones who won't die are at most crippled."

The hooligans stared blankly at first, then let out a loud roar and charged at Xiang Yang.

"This young master is not in a good mood, it's all your bad luck that has come knocking." Xiang Yang let out a cold laugh as he flung his tattered sleeves and charged forward.

"Bang …"

He had raised his fist from far away and punched Xiang Yang forcefully in the face. He had originally wanted to smash Xiang Yang until he bled profusely, but what he hadn't expected was a flash of light before his eyes. Before he could understand what was going on, a sharp pain came from his stomach. He suddenly felt as if his brothers had become smaller and smaller.

"Ahhhh!" The little hoodlum with dyed red hair let out a miserable scream in the air and fainted right away. What happened to him after that was none of his business.

"F * ck." "Kill him."

A group of hooligans stormed toward Xiang Yang in a rage, but upon seeing Xiang Yang kick the two or three hooligans into the air, they immediately scattered and scattered in all directions. One of them, who was too fat to run, even fell to the ground, screaming miserably, "Oh my G.o.d, I'm dead, I'm dead …"

"Yes …" No …. It was … "Big brother, I don't know either. I was just playing with soy sauce." The fat guy replied with a sad face.

"I left the car here for you guys less than two hours ago. You guys are really amazing, which one of you is your boss?" Xiang Yang suddenly shouted.

"My, our boss isn't here." The fat man's face was bitter.

"Oh, if he isn't here, then where did he go?" Xiang Yang asked.

"I don't know either. Big brother, please do me a favor and let me go. I'm already dead …" Fatty was on the verge of tears. Why are you like this? I'm already lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and you're still not letting me go? You're even bullying the dead? Are you still human?

"Bang …"

Towards this sort of stupid bird that faked its death, Xiang Yang directly kicked it out. If he could kill it, Xiang Yang's head would slant to the side, causing him to faint on the spot.

When Xiang Yang stood up, the other delinquents were all shocked, quickly retreating as if they had seen a ghost. Seeing their appearances, Xiang Yang felt amused. He snorted coldly at them before waving the key in his hand and walking towards the sports car.

"What are you doing?"

Just as Xiang Yang was about to start up the sports car and leave, a loud shout rang out from behind. Following that, a tall middle-aged man jumped down from a trailer and quickly rushed over, blocking the front of the car as if his life depended on it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Xiang Yang could not be bothered with him. As he stepped on the throttle, he stepped on the brakes, causing a series of booms to ring out, as if he could charge out at any time.

The middle-aged man jumped in fright, hurriedly jumping away. However, he immediately felt a little embarra.s.sed by his actions, because Xiang Yang had no intention of smas.h.i.+ng his car in his direction other than pedalling on the accelerator and letting out a loud rumble.

"Dong, dong, dong …"

The middle-aged man walked to the window and lightly knocked on the door. Looking at the black sprint, he sighed with emotion. This was his future ride, you couldn't hit it too hard. Knocking it out would hurt.

Xiang Yang opened the car door and got out, a smile on his face as he looked at the middle-aged man, "What can I do for you, brother?"

"Your car?" Kid, do you know whose car this is? Your mother's head must have been pinched by a door board. You dare to steal someone's car? F * ck you, see if your father didn't beat you up first. "

As the middle-aged man cursed, he swung his arm, which was twice the size of an ordinary man's, at Xiang Yang.

"Pah …"

Xiang Yang grabbed the other person's hand as he smiled and said, "If you say it's your car, then why is it mine?"

"Nonsense, if the car keys belong to anyone, then those thieves can openly steal the car." The middle-aged man's face grew even redder as he shouted in anger.

"Bang …"

"Woo woo …" The middle-aged man was in so much pain that his face turned red. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. The gaze he used to look at Xiang Yang was filled with fear.

"Your car?"

"Bang …"

After asking, he did not wait for the middle-aged man's reply and directly slapped him on the head, causing the corner of his mouth to turn crooked. It was simply too painful, and as he raised his head to look at the sky, he saw that it was clearly daytime.

"Pah …"

With another question and another slap, the middle-aged man felt extremely depressed. He opened his mouth, but discovered that after being kicked by Xiang Yang just now, his stomach was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

"You're not talking, right? "Bang, bang, bang …"

Xiang Yang laughed coldly and began beating the middle-aged man up like he was a punching bag. His fist looked light and weak, but it was actually filled with strength as it continuously punched the middle-aged man's head, chest, and everything else.

"You even look wronged. d.a.m.n it, you stole my car, yet you still dare to pretend to be wronged. Are you looking to die?"

Xiang Yang sneered and grabbed the middle-aged man once more and began beating him viciously. He put in a great deal of effort, but did not kill the man. Instead, he used the strength of an ordinary person to hit him.

Even so, the middle-aged man still felt the pain to be unbearable, because Xiang Yang had purposely hit places that had a lot of flesh on him. Not only would it hurt him, it wouldn't kill him, nor would it cause him to be crippled.

After a while, the middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised to find that his mouth could utter a sound, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You're wrong?" Xiang Yang looked at the middle-aged man in astonishment.

"Yes, I'm in the wrong. I'm sorry, I apologize …" The middle-aged man felt like he was in primary school 30 years ago, and he was caught scolding his teacher because he had a piece of paper with a little turtle painted on it. He felt really miserable, didn't he 'pick up' a car by the roadside, how did he end up like this?

"Then tell me, is this car yours?" Xiang Yang loosened his grip on the middle-aged man and threw him onto the ground. He leaned against the sportscar, tilting his head to look at the middle-aged man. After venting his anger over this period of time, Xiang Yang felt much more comfortable.

"I picked it up on the way here …"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Xiang Yang could only smile wryly. This fellow really did have a point. Whenever a car stopped on the road, he could pick it up. Tsk tsk, this fellow really had wronged him by not becoming a bandit.

After Xiang Yang fiercely threatened him for a while, he was about to get on the car and leave. He felt like a wolf bullying a child, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

"What are you all doing?" Accidents were always present all the time. Just as Xiang Yang was about to leave, another ruckus rang out, followed by a group of uniformed police officers surrounding them.

"Officer, you guys came too well, you guys have to avenge me, I'm in such a miserable state, wuuuuuuuuuuu …."

"I, I was walking on the road and got beaten up by him for no reason …"

"He's so fierce, he beat me until I'm swollen like this."

Upon seeing the arrival of the police, the middle-aged man threw himself at them like a starving child at the sight of a wet nurse, and started to cry bitterly.

"It's him! He hit me! Wuuuuu, he stole my car, then beat me up again! Old master Qingtian, you must help me make the decision!" The middle-aged man hugged a policeman's leg as he cried. He was crying so miserably. He felt wronged that he was being bullied like this. This was the treatment he had never experienced since he was young.

"Don't argue, the Leader is here. If you have anything to say, you can call the police. Otherwise, get lost." These policemen were not unfamiliar with the middle-aged man, as they knew that he was not a good person.

"Why are you blocking the road in the middle of the day? Bring everyone back to interrogate them." At this time, a plump middle-aged man walked out. He was the newly appointed Chief of the Public Security Bureau in the county.

"Chief, what about the car?" Some police officers turned their gaze towards Xiang Yang's sportscar.

"Take him back and investigate first." The middle-aged man could be said to be under the control of the new government and was preparing to give a thorough ruling of the Heavenly Star County's security. How could he let them off when they saw someone causing trouble on the way here?

"Nonsense..."

"h.e.l.lo, chief!"

"Now, are you going to take me and my car back to the station?" A mocking smile appeared on Xiang Yang's face.

"No, no, I dare not. Sorry, Chief, but even if you give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to bring your car back to the police station."

Although he did not know why Xiang Yang had turned into such a miserable state, the new bureau chief did not dare to play any big cards when he faced Xiang Yang.

"I'll be leaving first. Oh right, this guy just said that I stole his car. You guys go back and I'll ask if I stole his car. If so, find me in Tianhai City to return it." As Xiang Yang spoke indifferently, he dove straight into the car. Following a loud bang, the car flew out.

As the head delinquent, the middle-aged man was immediately dumbfounded. This was not letting him off! How could this person be like this? Wasn't it enough for you to beat me up? You still want the police to deal with me?

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt. The tears that he had just stopped once again flowed down his face.

"To take everyone away and rob them on the road is simply disorderly."