It wasn't just Ye Yuqing. Fang Cheng's powers of observation were far better than hers, and he had also noticed the masked driver in black robes, as well as the priest and worshippers who had just come out of the church.
Anyone who paid even a little attention to the international situation could guess what was going on in a classic scene like this.
Not to mention that Fang Cheng had been on guard against Death God's second wave of attacks all along.
He cursed inwardly, grabbed Ye Yuqing with his left hand and the white landlord with his right, then used Instant Transmission to flee into the distance.
The priest and worshippers had just come out of the church. The car was only seven or eight meters from the entrance.
"Anla, huakeba!!"
The masked figure in black robes shouted a familiar slogan from inside the car.
Before the priest and worshippers could react, the entire car suddenly blew up.
Boom!
A deafening blast turned the car into a huge fireball.
A terrifying shock wave swept outward, engulfing everyone standing seven or eight meters away.
Even the surrounding greenery and streetlights were affected, while the church's exquisite stained-glass windows were blown to pieces.
Fang Cheng dragged the other two more than a hundred meters away, yet could still feel the heat and the force of the wind rushing toward him.
The car must have been packed with explosives. Its power was comparable to a fuel-air bomb.
Watching the flames and smoke billow upward, Fang Cheng couldn't help feeling relieved.
Good thing they'd run far away. Otherwise, they would have been within the blast radius at a distance of only seven or eight meters.
He would definitely have been fine, but Ye Yuqing might have been in danger if she hadn't