Chapter 351: Chapter 349

The moment the off-road vehicle’s engine roared, it was as if a gap had been torn in the night.

The bald leader’s face twisted ferociously, he bellowed, “Quick, chase them!”

Gangsters from all directions charged toward the off-road vehicle. The bald man ran swiftly, firing at the car, sparking a spray of sparks, while those with quicker reflexes pushed their motorcycles, circling from the opposite side of the building to pursue, charging straight to the rear of the off-road vehicle.

Bi Fang and his partner’s chance was to break through a path before the crowd could gather. As long as they could get onto the road, with this liquid nitrogen-boosted car, very few vehicles could catch up.

He shifted into reverse, slammed the accelerator to the floor, the left hand gripping the handgun, the right hand spinning the steering wheel, suddenly turning direction, charging toward the motorcycle without a moment’s pause. The thug on the motorcycle obviously had not expected the survivor to be so fierce; panicking, he jumped off and tumbled awkwardly to one side.

The off-road vehicle, now carrying the motorcycle, smashed its way out of the factory, the ground sparking impressively.

The brilliant headlights pierced the night, while the beast-like roar surged through the alleys. Amidst the roar, tires rubbed against the pavement, trailing a line of blue smoke, as it bolted out like a wild horse breaking free.

The bald man’s face darkened as he watched motorcycle after motorcycle zoom past him, then jumped onto another off-road vehicle to join the chase.

Bi Fang fixed his gaze on the rearview mirror, watching as the first motorcycle that had charged out drew ever closer. He rolled down the window, his left hand reaching out.

Three consecutive muffled gunshots rang out, their flashes illuminating the night, until with the third shot, the motorcycle’s front wheel suddenly burst, and the rider, together with the vehicle, tumbled and slid towards the roadside.

“Hold tight!”

Bi Fang settled back into his seat, his gaze swiftly scanning the telephone poles on both sides of the road, yelling at Matthew, who by then had become numb.

Finally snapping back to reality, Matthew clung firmly to the front handle of the car roof, his veins bulging out.

Bi Fang yanked the handbrake with his right hand, while with his left hand, he executed a sharp turn. Matthew was gripped by a spine-chilling sensation of being airborne. Instinctively, he gaped, saliva flying, and then with the inertia, he slammed into the car door.

Specialized driving was a compulsory skill for special forces!

Besides shooting people directly, Bi Fang had used every trick in the book.

He couldn’t shoot at people directly because the drone was still hovering overhead; it was both his recorder and his limiter.

As seen from the drone’s perspective, the off-road vehicle under Bi Fang’s control suddenly spun on the straight road, crashing fiercely into a telephone pole on the roadside. The reinforced front bumper hit the concrete lamp post, which cracked and broke, with half of the post and the streetlamp falling onto the road, temporarily halting the advance of the crowd.

The off-road vehicle, under the effect of inertia, spun half a circle around the pole, ending up facing the blockaded crowd.

Matthew, fighting the urge to vomit, rolled down the window and extended his middle finger at the furious thugs, laughing heartily. However, sparks suddenly struck the car roof, frightening him back inside.

What a character.

A smile tugging at the corners of his lips, Bi Fang put the car into reverse and drove away nonchalantly on the big road. It was only after two hundred meters that he spun the car around and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, careened away into the distance.

“AMAZING, AMAZING!”

Having escaped danger, Matthew leaned against his chest, gasping for breath, his face flushed with an unusual redness, still not coming out of the recent events, murmuring a single word repeatedly.

[It’s over, this guy’s gone mad.]

[The perfect blend of luck and showmanship, Old Fang really put on a show for him.]

[I’m stunned just watching. If I were in the passenger seat, I might have just gone straight to heaven.]

[Gone, heaven?]

[Jue Jue Zi!]

[Jue Jue Zi and speechless are definitely the two most ‘nt’ words of the year, without exception.]

[I am Hunter, specifically hunting those beings from Chernobyl who keep adding ‘zi’ at the end of every sentence!]

[Mama mia?]

During the peak of fan activity for the trip to Ruins City, a scene typically only seen in movies astonishingly happened in real life, somewhere on Earth.

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How could that not be exciting?

Just as the audience was excitedly discussing, two golden rays of light added fuel to the already passionate atmosphere.

[Congratulations to Miying Pingzong for becoming an Emperor in Master Fang’s live broadcast room!]

[Miying Pingzong has sent the host 10,000 Meatballs—Go for it!]

[Congratulations to Jia Keyi for becoming an Emperor in Master Fang’s live broadcast room!]

[Jia Keyi has sent the host 10,000 Meatballs]

[Looking up to the big shots]

[Jia Keyi, isn’t that the crappy author (funny), giving up writing novels to watch live streams instead]

Bi Fang took a moment to check the live broadcast room.

Number of viewers…

Three million!

One million three hundred thousand domestically, one million six hundred thousand internationally!

A new record!

Last month, when Bi Fang was receiving an award, he had heard a figure by chance; Huaxia’s current domestic live streaming user base had reached 370 million people, and even though the average active users during the same period were less than sixty million, at this very moment, just watching his livestream were well over one million three hundred thousand!

The so-called sixty million is across the entire network, but how many people are registered on the Wolf Fang platform, and how many are active users?

At this moment, Bi Fang alone had attracted nearly half of Wolf Fang’s traffic!

Moreover, “active” does not mean online at the moment, to put it bluntly, if there are five people watching Wolf Fang live streams, then two of them are in Master Fang’s broadcast room!

By his lonesome, he was drawing over two-fifths of the entire platform’s traffic!

In the past, only outdoor streamers of the same type would avoid Bi Fang’s live stream timing, opting to stream at night, or when he was not streaming, in order to ensure their viewer numbers. But now, even streamers of other genres had no choice but to temporarily avoid the limelight.

No wonder the Wolf Fang streamers had secretly given Bi Fang a nickname behind his back—People-Devouring Whale.

It meant that every time he started streaming, it was like a whale eating krill. A blue whale can eat millions of krill in one go, and Bi Fang’s streams could swallow up millions of viewers, leaving other streamers with just scraps.

Utterly ruthless.

But that was just a private joke after all, for these streamers, Bi Fang’s presence had its pros and cons. While he drew away fans during his streams, he also greatly expanded the size of the Wolf Fang pie, by nearly a third in just half a year.

When Bi Fang wasn’t streaming, other hosts could benefit from this expanded viewership.

He was like an insurmountable giant. Since they couldn’t fight against him, they could only lie down and enjoy the perks he brought along.

Super cool!

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“So you just let them get away like that? Just two people? What do you usually eat for meals, shit? Huh!?”

A fist slammed down on the coffee table, causing all the items on it to jolt.

The bald guy, who had been domineering in the factory, was now all forehead sweat and didn’t dare to say another word.

About ten minutes later,

“Forget it, forget it, if they could escape from more than a dozen people, they aren’t ordinary folks. Don’t bother with them anymore. It’s just two people, after all, no need to provoke further. Just keep an eye on the Goods, we need to hand them over the day after tomorrow. Don’t go out in the next few days.”

“The company is pressing hard.”

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