The meal should be eaten one bite at a time, and the road should be taken step by step. Although Han Yu was in a hurry, he also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. So after entering a small town southwest of LN, he offered to rest for the night.

But the little brother who didn't want to drive in front turned his head and smiled, and refused: "Boss, when I came, I was already under the supervision of Brother Dark Snake, and I slept honestly for a day, and I was not sleepy at all, let's continue to hurry, if you and Brother Fan are sleepy, they will squint in the back, and there is a night snack prepared for you by Brother Dark Snake under the car, and a few packs of self-heating lunches." ”

His name is Mingzai, and because he is stable and drives carefully, he was specially selected by Gu Ziwen. He is the old man in the Bamboo Leaf Gang, and he has always admired Han Yu, the legendary boss who destroyed the Bamboo Leaf Gang and replaced him, in his opinion, being able to drive for the boss is simply the glory of a little brother who covers the sky.

What can it be to be tired and suffer a little for this?

"He's thoughtful!" Han Yu chuckled, looked at the excited expression of the famous boy and nodded after a little pondering: "If you are not sleepy, just continue to drive, let's not rush to go, you don't want to open the stage quickly." ”

Mingzi smiled and agreed.

Han Yu leaned back on the seat and narrowed slightly. Mingzi can be picked by Gu Ziwen, the driving skills are really not said, there is nothing to say all night, and when the next day, when the sky is bright, they have already entered the territory of LSK.

In the early morning of winter, there is always a morning mist as thin as a milkshake. Although the impact on visibility was not very large, Han Yu still made Mingzi slow down. It's just that sometimes, it's not just something you can do if you're careful.

Just as he and Zhuo Bufan were silently leaning on the seat and closing their eyes to recuperate, they suddenly felt the car shake slightly, Han Yu opened his eyes, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw that there was an extra car in front of them, which seemed to have been encountered.

"What's going on?" Han Yu said in a deep voice.

"Boss!" Mingzai's face was a little ugly: "He crossed the line in violation of the rules, and he rushed out too suddenly, I didn't dodge!" ”

As soon as Han Yu heard it, he understood what was going on, his little brother had been driving on the right side of the road, and he had his orders, so naturally there would be no violations, violations. Obviously, the responsible party is not them, but the other party.

"Go talk to him, and if it's okay, let's go find a place to rest first!" Han Yu glanced around and saw that there were no people or cars around him, so he was sure that it was really just an accident, so he ordered softly.

As the saying goes, more things are better than less, but unfortunately, the era of reason has long passed all over the world.

He wanted to calm things down, but some people didn't do it.

In the white Mercedes they hit, two young men got out of the car, opened their mouths and said, "Are you fucking blind?" You don't take the good road, but you fucking hit Lao Tzu's car butt! Do you fucking know how much this car is worth? ”

Mingzi had just come out of the car, and his face couldn't help but sink when he heard the words. The mist was cold, as if all the mist contained a chill that made people shiver.

"How do you speak?" Mingzi frowned slightly and said coldly. If he hadn't known that the boss had something to do here, and he was afraid of causing trouble for the boss, he would have gone to smoke the big-eared melon seeds in the morning.

Although his surname is quite calm, who can be a good bird when he comes out to mix?

"What, it's hard to hear? Don't listen to you! A young man rolled his eyes and said with disdain: "Driving a broken car and daring to fucking talk back to Lao Tzu, do you think you have that qualification?" ”

Mingzai's eyes narrowed, and his gaze seemed to be colder than the morning fog around him. If he was driving alone at this time, then it would be fine. But at this time, there was still his boss in the car, and the other party scolded and scolded like this, and knocked down a boatload of people with one rod, didn't even the boss scold him?

Mingzai glanced lightly at the car, if Han Yu nodded at this time, then he would not hesitate to abolish the other party! It's a pity that the color of the window glass is black and blackout, so he didn't see anything.

"What the fuck are you talking about with a peasant? Let's kill him first! Another young man with a chain around his neck opened the trunk, took out an iron rod from it, and smashed it without saying a word.

The iron rod stirred the fog and sent a rapid whistle. Mingzai's face changed, he didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, and he used so much force that he didn't have any scruples at all.

Without checking for a while, he only had time to hold his arm up in front of him.

The iron rod and arm collided together with a crunch, and then his arm bent down.

His arm was broken.

Mingzi snorted in pain, his face turned pale, and his body was instantly soaked with cold sweat. However, instead of retreating, he gritted his teeth and raised his foot to kick the opponent's lower abdomen.

His courage of tooth for tooth and blood for blood was obviously also unexpected by the other party. The young man who stepped forward and was about to extend the victory, as if he had been sent to his feet, threw it backwards and fell onto the back cover of the Mercedes.

"Holy! Open a forced Poussin, and dare to fucking fight back? The other young man glared at him, and as he spoke, he swept away the iron rod he had just picked up from the trunk.

Mingzai hurriedly flashed to the side, raised his foot and wanted to kick the opponent's wrist. But he, after all, was driving all night and was physically tired, although this kick was kicked out, it fell into the air, and he didn't catch up with the other party's action at all.

And the young man who had been kicked out by him at the beginning pounced with red eyes again with his iron rod in his hand.

The iron rod whistled, and it was rounded and smashed down on Poussin's front cover, bringing a rapid whistling!

That momentum, as if it was not smashing a car, but smashing a pile of garbage, a pile of scrap iron!

However, just as his stick was about to land on the car, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the hand with the stick.

It was Han Yu who made the move, his brows furrowed slightly, and with a movement of his wrist, the young man involuntarily let go of his five fingers, and the stick fell. Han Yu just raised his foot lightly and tapped it at one end of the stick, and the stick hit the iron rod in his companion's hand with a whining sound as if it had been thrown out vigorously.

The two sticks intersected with a crisp sound. The force of the iron rod even made the man's hand involuntarily raised, and he opened his mouth to let out a muffled snort.

It's just that his voice was only halfway out of his throat when he immediately stopped. The cold, limp black dagger was pressed against his throat.

And Han Yu was also a little gentle when he closed his feet. The young man only felt a pain in his calf, and his body fell down involuntarily. When he tried to get up, a pair of big feet unceremoniously stepped on his chest.

Bending down slightly, Han Yu squinted, his dark eyes revealed a faint disdain, staring at him condescendingly, and said mockingly: "What's wrong with driving a Mercedes-Benz?" ”

Some lazy voices floated in the morning mist, mixed with a hint of impatience and coldness.