Chapter 662 Middle-aged Lost Son

Behind him, a fireball shot up into the sky, almost lighting up the sky.

In the firelight, the luxury cars rolled violently, and Nanxuan's black GTR was directly blown into the sky!

In the McLaren in front, Zhang Xiaolei's face looking backwards was illuminated by the firelight, and her beautiful eyes were shocked!

It is conceivable that if the old man mishandled it just now and McLaren crashed into the minibus, then I am afraid it will be the same result!

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The explosions continued, and some of the fuel tanks of the cars that followed were ignited, and there was a series of explosions!

Zhang Xiaolei heard the rumbling explosion behind her, turned her head to look at Zhao Yan again, and found that Zhao Yan was still driving with all his heart and didn't look back at all!

"Uncle, you're too calm, don't even look back!" Zhang Xiaolei held back for a while before she said this.

Zhao Yan snorted coldly and said coolly, "A real man!" Never look at the explosion behind you! ”

If this sentence is placed in a few years, it is a golden sentence on the Internet, but in that year, no one has ever said it, Zhao Yan said this, which made Zhang Xiaolei feel very novel, and after thinking about it, it seems that in Hollywood action movies, those male protagonists really don't look at the explosion behind them!

"Uncle, you're so funny!" Zhang Xiaolei couldn't help laughing!

Although there is a white-haired old man in front of her, she always feels that she is talking to a young man, this young man is not only very handsome, but also very capable, most importantly, very man, and cool!

Zhang Xiaolei looked at Zhao Yan's silhouette with little stars in her eyes, her face turned red, and she was secretly scolding herself in her heart, how could she think about other people's old men!

Zhao Yan was moved, and took the things he put under the car and took them back with his thoughts!

It turned out that the front and rear wheels of this sports car were suspended on one side, and it was not that he used some magic tricks! It was he who released the one-yuan sky-stepping sword at the critical moment, and this sword was on the side of the bottom of the car, supporting half of McLaren's body, so that he could pass the level without danger!

After 18 bends, it was indeed a flat river, McLaren was like a yellow lightning, galloping, and after a while, it reached the exit of the road!

At the exit of the highway, a group of people from the Zhang family and the Nan family were already standing!

Zhang Mafei didn't come, Zhang Wanshan took the current middle-aged generation of the Zhang family and came by helicopter, everyone was looking forward to it, after all, this game has a deep relationship with both families!

When they saw a yellow-colored figure coming from afar, the two families were all nervous, squinting their eyes and looking at the deep twilight kilometers!

Because Zhao Yan and Qiao Zhilun's cars are of this color, both of them are very much looking forward to it, secretly hoping that their side will win!

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "It's McLaren!" ”

Suddenly, the Zhang family's side was thunderous!

The Nan family and others present all turned black, and the failure of this car race means that in the next five years, the veins of the main mine will be handed over to the Zhang family for mining!

You must know that the mining rights of the main mine, the Nan family has occupied it for 35 years, and now it is like cutting their flesh and blood to hand it over to the Zhang family!

McLaren, which is very yellow in color, is getting closer and closer, the Zhang family has undoubtedly won, and the Nan family is really desperate!

"Squeak!" With a sudden brake and a beautiful tail flick, the car stopped in front of the two families, and Zhao Yan, who had long white hair, stepped out of the car.

White hair fluttering, back straight!

"Senior Qian Huang, congratulations!" Zhang Wanshan couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and the children of the Zhang family rushed up to greet Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's face was calm, and he said lightly, "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life!" ”

Zhang Wanshan knew that Zhao Yan was a senior master, and he had long been accustomed to this kind of calm expression, so he immediately pulled Zhao Yan and came to an old man with a black face.

This old man is not young, and he is the same generation as Zhang Mafei.

However, this old man looks much more energetic than Zhang Mafei, and his hair is still jet black!

Zhao Yan took a look, although this old man had cultivated martial arts, his martial arts were limited, and he should have taken expensive cultivation world medicinal materials for a long time in order to maintain his health and youth!

Zhang Wanshan introduced, "This is the older generation of leaders of the Nan family, Nan Wangtian! ”

Zhao Yan nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Nanjia Nan looks at the sky, and he is really old and strong!" ”

Although Nan Wangtian lost the game and his face turned dark, his demeanor still had to be maintained, he stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhao Yan, and said with a smile, "Senior Qian Huang, I don't know if you are older or I am older?" ”

Facing Nan Wangtian's inquiry, Zhao Yan snorted coldly, "Cultivators, no matter age!" ”

Nan Wangtian touched a soft nail, but he didn't dare to say it, after all, cultivators are superior, and the age of cultivators is very different from the age of ordinary people, but it is pointless to ask the age of cultivators!

However, for Zhao Yan's unkindness, Nan Wangtian's son is also the leader of the middle-aged generation, Nan Zhenyun was a little unhappy, and said to himself, "My seventh brother is also a cultivator!" is about to build a foundation to enter the innate and achieve a generation of grandmasters! I haven't heard him say anything about cultivators who don't ask about age! ”

In response to this person's questioning, Zhao Yan's face sank, turned his gaze, and asked, "Who is this?" ”

When Zhao Yan's gaze fell on Nan Zhenyun's body, Nan Zhenyun seemed to be being targeted by a fierce beast, a chill appeared behind him, and the hairs on his body instantly stood up, and he suddenly regretted being so reckless just now!

Zhang Wanshan sneered, "This is the leader of the middle-aged generation of the Nan family, Nan Zhenyun!" is also Nanxuan's father! ”

"It's you!" Zhao Yan's eyes were originally full of anger, but when he heard this, the anger in his eyes dissipated a lot, he retracted his gaze, and said lightly, "For the sake of your middle-aged lost son, I forgive you this time!" ”

"Middle-aged lost child?" When Nan Zhenyun heard this, he looked dazed, not knowing what Zhao Yan was talking about?

The surrounding Nan family members and others who were present were also puzzled, and they didn't know what was going on?

But at this moment, the news had already arrived, and a descendant of the Nan family walked up quickly and whispered a few words in Nan Zhenyun's ear.

When these few words were spoken, Nan Zhenyun's darkened face suddenly turned pale again, his body staggered, and he felt unstable at all!

The other members of the Nan family were still puzzled, but the news came quickly, and everyone turned their heads to each other, only to know that Nan Xuan had crashed into a minibus full of flammable and explosive materials on the track, and now Nan Xuan has been rescued!

Although Nan Xuan did not die as Zhao Yan said, but not far from death, his whole body was burned, his hands and feet were broken, and he was miserable, and now he can have a breath left, also because he has a life-saving jade pendant on his body!

When Nan Zhenyun heard the news, his body trembled, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Thanks to Qian Huang's predecessors, my son is not dead yet!" ”

"By me?" Zhao Yan was unceremoniously, stepped forward, and slapped Nan Zhenyun in the face, "Your Nan family deliberately put down this vicious roadblock on the road, wanting to stop me, but you didn't expect to harm others and harm yourself!" Do you dare to say that I have given it? Say it again, I'll give you a good time! ”

(End of chapter)