"You did see clearly, the Horror King Legion really took the Zhangyuan Viaduct?" The ghost looked away from the video surveillance, and most of his attention was drawn to the satellite phone in his hand.

After receiving another affirmative answer, the ghost's furrowed brow slowly stretched and he laughed in satisfaction.

Then, he hung up the phone with joy, rubbed his palms excitedly, found a phone number, dialed it, and said, "Are you ready, let the king enjoy the gift I have carefully prepared!" ”

……

Taro stood by and waited for his orders. The crow also frowned slightly, not knowing what Brother Biao had discovered, and was waiting to listen carefully.

The thugs behind him suddenly cheered loudly. When I looked up, the bald head ran away with the strong men under him like crazy.

Before Xie Sanbiao could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the cheers of the gangsters behind him.

"Brother Biao, do you want to chase it?" The leather monkey rushed out and asked excitedly. Stick to beat the water dogs, he not only likes to do it, but also has the guts to rush ahead.

"Want to chase? Go on your own! Xie Sanbiao glanced at him and said, "This group of scum escaped so fast, how can they chase after it?" You take two people, and it's a good thing to clean up the streets first! ”

"Okay." The leather monkey hung his head and replied listlessly. Turning his head to look at the end of the street, it was not, there were still any figures there, and they had already run away without a trace.

The bald head turned a corner with the remnants of the defeated army, and continued to run forward lifelessly, at this moment, he wished that his parents would give him two wings again, and he would run and fly. It's either a leopard, or a wolf, or even a rabbit, whatever it becomes, as long as you can run fast.

He never imagined that there would be such a terrifying person in the Flying Bird Group. If you stay a little longer, your life will have to be here.

What's more, the bald head received the order from Brother Long, and he only had to pretend to be the Horror King Legion to harass the Flying Bird Regiment, and he didn't expect this to be the result at all, and many people were lost, and he was annoyed and frightened in his heart.

The few companions he brought were thrown away by him, and the bald head didn't care about them at all, and it was good that he could take care of himself and run wildly in front of him. I ran out of five miles in one breath before stopping, my legs were like being filled with lead, and I couldn't lift them, and I sat on the ground with my buttocks, tired like a dead dog, blown by the night wind, and my back seemed to be stuck to the ice, and I was uncomfortable with cold.

Then some people chased after each other and sat down on the ground. A strong man was frightened and panted and said, "Too...... It's so perverted, that'...... That's how fast they are flying birds...... Sharp knife...... Hurry up and slash your grandson! He turned his head to look in the direction he looked, and was relieved to see that no one had caught up.

"What?! Only...... It's just a quick knife grandson, not a ...... Not Captain Tang? Another strong man next to him kept touching his neck, secretly glad that he was not hit by a quick knife, he was really reborn after the catastrophe, and recalled the fight just now in joy, and he was afraid again and again!

These people in the Dragon Pattern Society are all selected, and their psychological quality and martial arts are relatively high. If it is a normal fight, there are casualties on both sides, and they will not be frightened, because with a bravery, there is some hope of victory.

But in the face of Sun Changxiao, it feels like he has become a straw that can be crushed and harvested at will, and the greatest value of life is to use the other party's knife practice as a target, which is to let out a more poignant howl before death.

The bald head gasped for a few breaths, stood up against the cold and rough wall, shook off his sweat-soaked shirt, stomped his feet again and again, and scolded: "Finally fucking completed the task, the people of the Flying Birds Regiment are too terrifying and perverted." Turning his head to take a closer look, he was dumbfounded again, and there were only four people left who fled back with him.

The dull sound of "boom boom ......" came from a distance, and it felt like the whole ground was faintly trembling.

The bald head was already tense, but when he heard the voice, he was really startled, looked up at the gloomy sky, and said, "What's the situation!" Did it thunder? ”

"I have a feeling that someone from the Bird Regiment may have come on a motorcycle!" A strong man said nervously.

"Fuck, hide first!" The bald head yelled and cursed angrily, and ran out first.

……

Five minutes ago, the convoy of the Horror King Legion walked up to the Zhangyuan Viaduct.

The Zhangyuan Viaduct, which connects Zhanghua Road and Yuanbei Road, was built as early as 10 years ago and has a design service life of 50 years, making a great contribution to alleviating traffic pressure in the city.

The viaduct is built by box girder construction technology, the interior is hollow, and there are flanges on both sides of the above, which greatly saves the amount of work, and has good practicability, and can play a role in the standard section of the section. This kind of box girder construction technology construction, at the same time can also be applied to curves, widening, fork sections, not to mention the shape is smooth, beautiful, and the overall stress is good, the viaduct built in recent years is basically used this process, accepted by the public.

However, the only drawback is that over time, this kind of bridge deck is prone to bending, torsion, deformity, etc., which is very dangerous.

Zhou Cunxiao sat in the co-pilot, looking at the wide road in front of him, the vehicle was moving in an orderly manner and was not congested.

"King Horror, are you planning to help the Birds?" Chen Xiangzhuang held the steering wheel in his hand and asked casually.

"It's not." Zhou Cunxiao shook his head.

Chen glanced at Zhuang Chao Wang, only to see that the light in his deep pupils was restrained, and his temperament was calm and indifferent, he turned his head and continued to look ahead, frowned, and asked, "Is that to help the Angry Beast Alliance?" That's not right! I already offended the muscular men just now. ”

"Not even more." Zhou Cunxiao pursed his lips, gently tapped his forehead with his index finger, and said, "Xiang Zhuang, have you forgotten the principles I have always adhered to?" I don't need to help and please anyone, we just went to Xingyao Imperial City Hotel to do what we should do, and there happened to be people doing the same thing. So, I can be an ally with them. “

"I see." Chen Xiangzhuang said: "Allies are not necessarily forever, different time periods and different people, standing on their own positions and morals, for the same purpose, such people with a common goal can work together." ”

"yes, that's it." As soon as Zhou Cun's horrific words landed, his eyebrows were raised in vain, and a powerful momentum emanated.

Chen Xiangzhuang felt something strange, slowed down the car, and hurriedly asked, "King Horror, what's wrong?" "The convoy behind will also slow down.

"Not good, dangerous!" Zhou Cun said in a deep voice. At the moment just now, an ominous feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, there was danger ahead! This was perceived entirely by his sixth sense. This sixth sense cannot be explained by modern science at present, but it exists objectively, and many people have had this mysterious feeling. Generally speaking, most people have a weak sixth sense. A master with strong strength like Captain Tang and King Xiao will have a much stronger sixth sense than ordinary people.