Zhou Yu bellowed and grabbed Mi Lan's waist, swiftly retreating backward.
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The car that Mi Lan had just parked was as if it had been hit by a shell, completely crushed.
The powerful blast of Gang Jin flipped all the cars within a hundred meters of the parking lot.
Instantly, the alarms of hundreds of cars went off in unison.
But that wasn't all.
As Zhou Yu was retreating with Mi Lan in his arms, the shadowy figure dashed toward him in a flash, throwing a punch as he rushed.
The speed was almost on par with Zhou Yu's River Mountain Step.
Zhou Yu's pupils suddenly constricted.
At that moment, as he was holding Mi Lan, he couldn't fully deploy his cultivation technique, and this person was clearly taking advantage of that to attack him.
This person was not only a master but also very cunning.
Such people were the most troublesome.
