The black convoy left the station like a long queue.

The most shocking thing is that the forty-nine gray-clothed and white-shouldered Beifu guards, they did not get into the car, but lined up left and right, stepped into a node, and ran with the car.

Whether the convoy picks up or slows down, their relative distance remains the same.

Tread, tread, tread.

Forty-nine people walked up and down at the same time.

The ground trembled, and large clouds of smoke and dust were splashed.

The team left Nansai Station with astonishing momentum, and traveled coldly and far away in the midst of hundreds of shocking sights.

"What a fucking style!"

"When Lao Tzu is rich, Lao Tzu will also play like this, and hire a team of people to follow Lao Tzu's car. It's so exciting. "A five-year-old and three-thick genetic martial artist almost drooled out.

"Wang Er, look at your bear-like, you just want to run next to the car and no one wants it."

All living beings.

The whispers, expressions, and even deliberate gestures of these people to attract attention were all caught in Wan Ziyue's eyes, and he looked down on the earth as if he were living in the clouds, with contempt and indifference in his eyes.

These mediocre people who are still struggling with food and clothing, these wastes who are still running around for a living, these garbage who think they are elites but are just cannon fodder, are also worthy of following him Wan Ziyue?

"Summer insects are icy, pitiful and pathetic."

Wan Ziyue muttered to himself lightly.

"What the young master said is that these laymen have simply stained your eyes, young master." The driver is the full-time driver of Wanjia, and he is the old man of Wanjia who has followed and served since Wanzi was a child.

"My news has spread all over the city." Wan Ziyue sneered and sneered.

"There are some people who do hear it, but there are no rumors."

"They are waiting, they want to see the tragic situation of my Wan Ziyue with their own eyes, so that this fun can be spread as news." After yesterday's scene, Wan Ziyue's mentality has been a little distorted unconsciously, although his voice is flat, but those extremely cold eyes are enough to make anyone who sees him feel cold in their hearts.

"Whoever dares to spread rumors about thousands of families, who dares to see the jokes of the second master and sister-in-law, is simply impatient." The driver sneered.

"Song Qing, you are an old man of my family, why are you so angry now." Wan Ziyue scolded with a smile, "It's even bigger than me, do you want to steal the limelight with me?" ”

Driver Song Qing hurriedly smiled when he heard this, "This is not anger, this is the confidence to follow the young master." ”

"You old catfish!" The corners of Wan Ziyue's mouth rose, and the other party's perfect sycophants slapped him all over his body.

"Sure enough, I still like to hear you tout here."

"Young master, you know that this person rarely tells lies, this is obviously the truth."

"Your level of speech is much better than your driving level, and you won't drive when you get home." Wan Ziyue casually picked up the cherries shipped from South America, which was more than 80% covered by the fog, from the table next to him, and said with a smile.

"Young master, you don't want me anymore?" Song Qing's voice was a little panicked.

"You sycophant, what is the future of driving, when things settle down in a few days, I will open a nightclub in Shangnan, and you will take care of it for me then." Wan Ziyue chewed the cherries with relish, letting the plump juice explode in his mouth, and the comfort would dilute the pain for a short time.

"Thank you, young master!" Song Qing said in surprise, with an almost pious humility on his face, "It's just that my old Song still wants to drive a car for the young master for a lifetime." ”

"Get out!" Wan Ziyue scolded with a smile.

Seeing that his master was in a good mood, Song Qing also stopped saying a word and concentrated on driving forward.

Solving problems for the master is what people are best at now.

Taking retreat as advance is what he Song Qing is best at.

Find out the temperament of the young owner, and then do what he likes, there is absolutely no loss.

Song Qing thought happily in his heart.

Because of the nightclub in Shangnan, it may really be stable.

After 20 years, it's finally time to come out!

"How long will it take? Where are Elder Lei and Yan enshrined in them? ”

"It's almost there, and the two adults are still 15 kilometers away from here."

"Young master, it's better to drive this car slowly." Song Qing said mysteriously.

"Oh?" Wan Ziyue raised his eyebrows.

"Although those people in Sijiu City didn't say anything, they were all staring at it! The master said, the more this is the case, the more we must let them see clearly, the majesty of our family! ”

"Okay, if they're willing to see it, let them watch it a little longer."

Wan Ziyue's tone was playful, and he sneered.

"Haha, if it weren't for the tight route planning today, I, Song Qing, would have to take the young master to walk in front of every private manor." Song Qing said with a smile while driving, "Today's fog is not a mess, the visibility is good, just right." ”

"Well, what's that?" Song Qing had just finished filming the flattering sycophants, and he who had always been looking ahead, suddenly snorted lightly.

In the thin mist, there is no end in sight to the long road, and under the clouds that loom in the sky, the sun gradually illuminates the world.

Although it is not very dazzling, it is hopeful and calming.

It's just that at this moment, in the still empty field of vision, two thin white shadows appeared in the air, and they were getting closer and closer.

"That's ......"

Seeing the rapidly dilated "white lines" in the pupils, one after the other, staggered from high altitude, Song Qing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's just that before he could think of what words to use to comment, two "white lines" emerging from a distance had already staggered fifty meters in front of him.

Rumble!

The dust wave was shocked.

Song Qing opened his mouth wide, and in his sight, the two big G's that took the lead in front of him exploded instantly.

It's not terrible to blow up, it's terrible to be neatly cut into the carriage, which is split apart and bounced into the air.

All vehicles brake sharply at the same time.

A piercing alarm sounded in an instant.

"Beifu formation!"

"Turn on the Energy Shield!"

Forty-nine Beifu guards instantly divided ten people and stuck to both sides of the phantom vehicle, forming an iron bucket array.

The remaining thirty-nine people, the silver light knife came out of its sheath in an instant, and with a calm breath, it spread its wings like a big peng, and jumped forward.

In the depths of the light mist, two "white lines" reappeared.

Thirty-nine Beifu guards pulled their bracelets from behind and threw them forward.

The silver blade spun and threw it, striking the silver grenade that had been thrown.

Airplanes!

The moment the silver light knife slashed into the silver grenade, a distorted energy wave spread out.

Thirty-nine people are thirty-nine energy waves, colliding with each other and connecting with each other.

Finally, the honeycomb-shaped light transparent energy shield floated in the air, meeting the two "white lines" in an instant.

Ding——

Bang bang!

After the honeycomb shield broke more than a dozen grids one after another, the solidified white waves finally disappeared.

For a moment, the wilderness fell into an eerie silence.

Thirty-nine people stood in formation, and one walked out, with a cold tone:

"Which guy who doesn't have long eyes, get out! I don't know if this is the convoy of Wanfu, dare to be presumptuous! ，”

There was no politeness in the words.

Because this is outside the Yandu City, right under the noses of the Wan family.

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