Chapter 691 This Is a Conspiracy

"Okay, he'll leave it to you."

Fernando, who was in first place, looked at Allen who was attacked by three people, raised his eyebrows provocatively, then turned and ran towards the finish line.

"You guys are fouling!" Allen gave the nearest person a kick while dodging a punch.

All three laughed.

"Foul? Does anyone have proof?"

Only then did Allen realize that the referee was not there, the camera was gone, and even the other players were far behind.

This place is very remote. It is a small road from the suburbs back to the palace. There are no people at all on weekdays.

This is a conspiracy!

"You've already made plans!"

Allen's anger was soaring in his heart. Anyway, the first one is definitely not available. It is better to play with the three of them.

"You dare to plot against me, today I will let you know how powerful the Prince of Manchester City is!"

Although the spiritual power was suppressed, it was fortunate that Aaron's punching skills were not weak. Coupled with the speed of the tiger's pace, the three people soon suffered.

Bang!

Boom!

Soon, all three fell to the ground.

"Damn, I didn't expect this guy to be able to fight so well without spiritual power."

"After all, it's Lord John's son. No wonder he is so jealous."

"No, we've already received the money, so we have to bleed this kid anyway."

With that said, one of them took out a pistol and aimed it at Alan who was walking towards them.

On the helicopter, John suddenly became nervous, his eyes full of anger.

"They actually carry weapons. What do those people in the competition committee eat? Don't they check before the competition?"

"Zishu, hurry up, land." John looked at Zishu in the driver's seat.

Bu Chensu looked at the display screen of the peeping mirror and said, "Don't worry, there is still a turning point."

Below, when Aaron saw the gun, he immediately took a step forward. In this way, at the moment when the gun sounded, he successfully passed the bullet and saved his life.

"Grass! What the hell is this speed?"

"Is this guy still human?"

"The two of you are still stunned. If we let him run away, our mission will fail. If we don't get the money by then, we will be in trouble."

Seeing Alan continuing to chase the first place, the three quickly got up and chased after him.

boom!

Another shot.

Athletes in the distance also heard the gunshots and looked over curiously.

But it was so far away that they couldn't see anything at all.

"Is that... the sound of gunshots?"

"It seems so, let's go take a look."

The team referee car, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared again and stopped the contestants.

"That's not the path stipulated by the competition. If you pass it, you will automatically give up the competition, all the results will be cancelled, and the corresponding rewards will be gone."

The judge's words made several contestants hesitate.

Watching the fun is small, but losing the qualification is serious.

boom!

Another shot.

This time, the contestants continued to run along their own paths as if they didn't hear them at all.

On the helicopter, John saw this scene, and the coldness in his eyes became even heavier.

The hand he put aside was clenched tightly, and the blue veins collapsed.

"Hehe, okay, they really dare!"

Si Niannian's eyes also turned cold, "Uncle Zishu, go to Alan."

"Yes, ma'am."

Zishu hurriedly looked forward to the plane, and soon, Allen's figure was seen on the monitor of the peeping mirror.

At this time, he was fighting with Fernando, and the other three were holding guns, looking for an opportunity to shoot at Allen again.