Chapter 340 - Mr. Fang’s Off-Road Vehicle

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

Since the livestream was turned on, everyone could hear the song playing in Mr. Fang’s car.

They also heard the female singing voices.

“What’s the song that Mr. Fang’s playing in his car?”

“What are they singing?”

They were confused.

At this moment, Fang Qi turned on the GPS on his phone.

To reach the rural area as soon as they could, Mr. Fang told them, “Please buckle up.”

Then, he began to speed up.

Different from other cars, the Kuruma was difficult to damage, and Mr. Fang accelerated without caring.

“Sir! What are you doing? Why are you driving off of the road?” Mo Xian yelled from behind him.

“Sir, what’re you doing?” Nalan Mingxue was also puzzled.

When the car was out of the city and close to the rural area, Mr. Fang glanced at the GPS and drove the car off of the road onto a slope, turning the normal driving to an off-road experience. The car zigged and zagged on the uneven ground while dodging all kinds of bushes and trees, yet its speed was still fast.

“It’s a short cut.” Mr. Fang was very calm. “I’m an old driver, and you have nothing to worry about. Haven’t you seen an off-road vehicle?”

Mr. Fang drove the Kuruma through a fence. Due to the high speed and the uneven ground, the whole car stood on one side and then rolled back and readjusted itself. Then, Mr. Fang continued to drive across the farm calmly.

“The Shop Owner is awesome!”

“He drove the car from a perpendicular angle...”

“Can you drive it the normal way?” Nalan Mingxue was dizzy. “If not, let me drive the car!”

Mr. Fang ignored her while racing down the hilly slope.

Thud!

Sometime later, the front wheels bumped into something, and the car shot up into the air and flipped two times before landing on a nearby path.

While feeling dizzy, Nalan Mingxue and Mo Xie almost spat out blood.

The audience watched the scene at a loss for words.

“Sir, can you drive or not?!” Mo Xian yelled wildly.

“We’ve saved about ten minutes.” Mr. Fang wasn’t a bit sorry and continued to race the car on the uneven terrain.

“I want to get out!” Mo Xian couldn’t bear it anymore; she had the urge to throw up.

“I’ve locked the doors,” Mr. Fang said apologetically. “You can’t get out once you get on my car.”

“Hahahaha! Sir! I admire you for it!”

“Dashing!”

“Sir, how can you do this?”

“I’m going to learn this driving skill. Is there anyone who isn’t afraid of death and dares to try it with me?”

The people of the Nanhua Faction looked awkward. “We’re lucky that we’re not in the car.”

Despite Mr. Fang’s wild driving, the Kuruma was still intact. Even if it were damaged, Mr. Fang, a figure who was focused on doing big deals, could afford to pay for the repair.

About 30 minutes later, they arrived at the field hangar. Mr. Fang drove straight in and ran over two gangsters who were walking around without looking. Soon, yells, cusses, and gunshots rose.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Mr. Fang stuck his gun through the small window which was only wide enough for a few guns to fit through and offer a little vision to the shooters. Obviously, it was very difficult for the people outside to shoot into the car from the distance.

He killed two with his pistol while Nalan Mingxue copied him and killed three gangsters with a submachine gun with one bullet at a time.

“Good aim!”

“Awesome!”

The players from the Morning Star Sea Realm were dumbfounded. “Mr. Fang’s aim is so good! So is the girl named Nalan!”

Black Demon said with a nod, “She headshot them with all three shots.”

Meanwhile, Mo Xian fired wildly with a submachine gun, killing one and wounding one.

Ning Bi found that it wasn’t necessary for her to shoot.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Should we get out of the car?” Nalan Mingxue asked.

“Not necessary.” Mr. Fang fired while driving the car. “Clean up the people nearly. Be careful and don’t kill!”

“We have killed more than ten of them!”

[Mr. Fang is awesome!]

[This Nalan has good aim!]

[The two in the back seats are indeed new players!]

Mo Xian: “...”

Ning Bi watched the battle curiously. At the same time, she told everyone that she was a new player.

“Clean the ones hiding in the corners!”

Nalan Mingxue made the gesture that meant ‘roger’ before shooting all of them with the submachine gun.

“Get out the car,” Mr. Fang said. “Drive the car back for me. I’ll take the new players to fly the plane.”

“Take me and do this again.” Nalan Mingxue wouldn’t do it for free.

Mr. Fang made an ‘okay’ hand gesture.

“Get out of the car and board the plane!” At this moment, they had killed almost all the gangsters, but more members of the Vagos Gang were on the way.

They coordinated well. While Mr. Fang went to fly the plane with two teammates, Nalan Mingxue drove Mr. Fang’s car back.

“Now, I’ll explain the key points in flying a plane. If you find it’s hard to follow, I suggest you learn it in the offline mode.” Under Mr. Fang’s control, the Velum five-seater soon charged out of the hangar and accelerated on the runway before gradually taking off.

“It’s flying?!” The Xichi Spiritual Master was surprised while she watched the ‘spiritual artifact’ fly up. After all, she had tried her best to get it up but failed miserably.

“This plane is awesome!”

“This thing can really fly?” Liang Shi and his friends looked incredulous while they gazed at the screen. Isn’t it just a block of metal?

Standing before the big screen or behind Mr. Fang’s computer, they watched as Mr. Fang calmly controlled the plane and flew into the sky. It was their first time seeing a metal block fly in the sky like a spiritual boat without spiritual essence, and they were full of curiosity.

The bird’s eye view of a modern city was quite different from that of an ancient city. A big city like Los Santos looked well organized with its skyscrapers, residential buildings, airports, harbors, and the downtown area which was even bigger than that of an entire ancient city.

“How come this city has no walls?”

“Yeah, it has no walls!”

“How do they defend themselves? What do they build?”

“Aren’t they afraid about the invasion of their enemies?”

The cultivators were used to cities with defensive walls, city-defense arrays, and restriction arrays, and it was hard for them to understand or imagine things such as radars, satellite scanning, and missile tracking and interception. After all, they came from a totally different civilization.

Sitting in the plane, Mo Xian and Ning Bi looked out through the windows at the blue sky and the well-organized city with wonder.

Gazing forward with her bright eyes, Ning Bi asked, “How does it fly? Does it depend on the spinning thingy on the nose?”

“It can only take the plane up in the air,” Mo Xian asked, “How can it turn and get up and down in the air?”

Mr. Fang answered their questions while he flew the plane to the designated place.

The plane drew an elegant arc before landing on the designated airfield.

“Is it done?” Mo Xian was dazed. “It didn’t feel difficult!”

“Of course! I did all the difficult work.” After all, Mr. Fang brought with him an armored car which was like a moving fortress and took the team into the hanger.

Everyone knew that flying a plane wasn’t an easy task, and even Mr. Fang had to practice for a long while in the offline mode before he dared to try it in the online mode.

[The Shop Owner is indeed the Boss!]

[Old driver, old driver!]

[Very steady!]

The audience snapped out of their daze and began flooding the screen with messages.