"Run. Murong Manying said calmly. Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, at least, I've already made an effort.

As early as when his father died unexpectedly and his mother had not yet purged the other opposition forces in the family, he already knew that human nature, facing the test of life and death wealth rights, was so unbearable, some people might betray their families for power, some people might frame others for wealth, and some people might kill other people's families for their own families.

It was a dark time, and he had not only changed seven cooks, eight personal maids, but also countless bodyguards, who were either killed by the Murong clan's secret group when they assassinated him, or they escaped when the matter was revealed.

Among them, many people are not professional killers, they may be used by money, they may be hijacked by their families, and there are all kinds of people who are greedy for the huge family business of the Murong family behind them, and they have extended their black hands to their pair of orphans and widows.

He can't die yet.

It's a pity that the person holding the steering wheel now is not the Murong Clan's secret group who has always obeyed any orders from Murong Manying, but an outsider, the commander of the 15th Battalion of the Eastern Empire, Lei Keya.

"Cut, such a little mecha, just want to scare me, you think it's a playhouse! The mecha of the Shenwu Empire cultivating the fields are more terrifying than these mechas!" Li Dong pursed his lips disdainfully. It's not that Lao Tzu escaped.

(In other words, the reason why so many peasant uncles chase Li Dong because of white potatoes is because everyone else has white potatoes, just one or two, and it's just a sack when it comes to the sky, Li Dong actually pretends to be a purchasing businessman, and steals carts and truckloads, which makes it easy for those peasant uncles to spare him.) Of course, these are all digressions. ）

Murong Manying was taken aback: "Do you still want to deal with more than a dozen mechas?" Hey, be sober, you don't have a single mecha in your hands now, not even a land tank or fighter plane. It's just an Ossio, the most ordinary Osser that hasn't undergone any modifications, and it's impossible to ......"

As he spoke, the mechs in front of him surrounded him.

Li Dong did not retreat but advanced, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the entire soaring car rushed towards the other party with a whoosh like a bullet out of the chamber.

Although this is a relatively spacious factory, it is also relatively large in terms of its area relative to people, and if it is full of large machines such as soaring cars or even mechas, it will be a little narrow. Li Dong's soaring car, which had just started quickly, almost hit the opposite wall as soon as it accelerated, while those mechs bent over, like a struggle between giants and dwarfs, and the nearby mecha slapped towards the soaring car.

The soaring car made a nimble turn and narrowly avoided the opponent's attack, while the front of the car ushered in the big hand of another mecha.

With a beautiful tail flick, Li Dong actually made a tail flick in a confined space that can only be seen in a racing competition, and the whole soaring car was like a scimitar, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the body was downward.

Fortunately, Li Dong and Murong Manying both wore safety belts, otherwise just such a hand, without the opponent doing anything, people would be knocked out if they crashed into the inside of the soaring car due to the influence of gravity.

"What are you doing!" Murong Manying was completely frightened. In his life, even though he has experienced all kinds of tribulations, many of which are swords and blood shadows in the dark, like poison, basically killing people invisibly, but he has never experienced such naked violence as now. Not to mention him, if you change to an ordinary soldier, you can't stand it, where is this fighting, it's just playing with your life, playing with a soaring car and a dozen mechas.

"Hey, little white face, since you've decided to do it, you're going to do it to the end. Li Dong licked his chapped lips with his tongue. Even if I know it's wrong, I'm going to stick to it to the end, otherwise I wouldn't be me, and I wouldn't be here for a disparity of strength and inexplicable battle because of a stranger who looks good!

Murong Manying saw Li Dong's eyes, in addition to a little madness, more persistence. It can be said that this is a crazy obsession, or a crazy gaze. Murong Manying knew that in his life, he was a businessman, he was measuring and comparing, and reason always made a decision before emotion came. He couldn't do this kind of madness in his life.

So, let's force us to go crazy together for a while, even if you gamble your life, you don't hesitate to do it.

Murong Manying smiled: "Hey, rascal, then just do what you want!" "I like people who have excellent qualities that are completely different from me.

Despite being a cold-blooded animal, they still yearn for the sun, and the hotter it is, the more they enjoy it. For him, Li Dong is like the most vicious sunshine in the scorching summer, which stimulates the frozen heart and fills it with the taste of adrenaline.

"Cut, Lao Tzu does things, and you teach with this little white face!" Li Dong raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, but his hands were not slow at all, constantly taking advantage of the flying car's slight advantage in speed, constantly changing speeds, stopping urgently, starting instantly, pulling up at high speed, and falling rapidly.

He wasn't driving an oscillating car, he was directly driving this oscillating car as a space fighter, and he also honked the horn twice from time to time, Murong Manying thought that this hooligan was always provoking Xiaoxue as if he was sleepwalking in the sky, and now he was provoking those mecha that were as powerless as catching flies, if he knew that Li Dong was actually just driving casually and wanted to launch two missiles (really using the oscillary car as a fighter), Murong Manying would definitely vomit blood.

"Most of these pilots are mercenaries, and their strength is between Class B and Class C mechs. After walking through the encirclement of more than a dozen mecha for a long time, Li Dong suddenly said, "And that sister of yours shouldn't be here, I don't see any special care or guarding places, they are just preventing us from escaping." ”

Murong Manying was immediately impressed by this Eastern Empire soldier. If you talk about madness, there are so many such people in the madhouse, if you talk about strategy, he Murong Manying thinks that he is the best choice, but if he finds a balance between madness and reason, and the Sword Sect is able to control the whole field, then this guy called Reykja is definitely the best among them.

"Loosen the seat belt and grab something with your hand to hold it steady. Li Dong said quickly, while putting one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand quickly waved, pulling the seat belt on his body, the seat belt that could withstand several tons of pulling force was like a rag in his hand, and it broke with a slight pull, "We're going to have a little excitement!"

Li Dong's eyes were full of excitement, and the most terrifying thing was that his facial features began to bleed. Obviously, the frontal injury caused by the explosion before, even if it is his perverted recovery power, he can't bear it, and when he rescued the princess before, he forcibly pressed it, but at this moment it broke out.