Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Qin Yu, saying, "Qin Yu, you also get off the car and sit in Luo Ying's car. Go quickly."
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, I want to be with you. Don't worry, Ye Fan, I am not afraid. If... if there is really a danger, I... you don't have to worry about me, I can help you." As she said this, Qin Yu took out a small sword from under her shoes.
Ye Fan looked at the knife, which was only as long as a finger, and he was a little speechless. He nodded and said, "Well, you sit tight." With this, Ye Fan drove the car and quickly drove toward the armored chariot.
On the armored chariot, the young man who took the lead was stunned when he saw Ye Fan's car suddenly rushing over. Then he laughed loudly.
The rest of the people in the car also laughed loudly.
"Is this guy here to surrender?"
"Surrender? Haha, I like it. It must be my rocket that scared them."
"I think he's out of his pants!"