"What's wrong?" Qin Dong extinguished the soot.

Cigarettes come from northern Xinjiang, and Longyan specially supplies God of War brand cigarettes, which are produced in the nineties, and the amount produced every year is very small.

Yan Wushuang hung up the phone, and a trace of sadness was covered between her eyebrows, which was extremely rare in her.

"The old man's illness has just flareed up again."

Yan Wushuang's old man, named Yan Zhuoyun, is quite old, and he is also a good man in Northern Xinjiang, and the foreign enemy officers who died at his hands are not 10,000, but 8,000, and he is only one step away from being able to ascend to the position of the god of war.

It's just a pity that in the end, it was besieged by the four countries of northern Xinjiang, and that battle was fought in the dark, and in the end, it was a lose-lose battle.

Yan Zhuoyun retreated from northern Xinjiang with regret and has since recuperated in Yunzhou.

"Go and see the old man." Qin Dong rolled down the window and said.

"Yes, Totong."

Yan Wushuang was also anxious at this time, the old man in the battle back then hurt his heart, if it weren't for his profound skills, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it on the spot.

The buggy was like a streamer of light, streaking across the mountain paths.

The Yan family is in the southern suburbs of Yunzhou and has its own house.

Just when Yan Wushuang was in a hurry to exert his maximum speed and rush home, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in his ears, as well as the deafening roar of the engine, Yan Wushuang glanced at the reflector, frowned tightly, and scolded in his mouth: "Bastard, hurry to reincarnate!" ”

Qin Dong glanced back and found that it was a blade-like Lamborghini supercar, the body was obviously modified, and the periphery of the body was lit up with a dark red band of light, constantly shining with different levels of light, looking from a distance, it looked like a chariot from hell, and behind this car, it was also followed by more than a dozen supercars that were also pulling the wind.

"Your second brother?" Qin Dong had some relevant information in his mind, and he quickly thought of a person.

The second child of the Yan family, there are too many halos on this person's head, some people call him one of the 'two heroes of Yunzhou', and some people call him 'Southern Xinjiang War General', the strongest, but the most well-known and willing to admit it is his title of 'Yunzhou Rentu'.

Yan Yuliang, Yan Zhuoyun's second son, Yan Wushuang's second brother, a game dust, both good and evil, and a person who never cares about the rules, Yan Zhuoyun almost broke off the father-son relationship with him back then.

He likes to collect supercars, but also likes to drive supercars, in addition, he also likes to modify vehicles, he modifies vehicles for only one purpose, that is, to pretend to be forced, when people appear in front of the saint enough, just like the one who just honked the horn, is one of the representatives of his car.

Because of his violent temperament, he was known for his thirst for killing on the battlefield back then, so after returning to Yunzhou, even if he acted arrogantly, no one blamed him face-to-face, and most of his vehicles took detours.

However, for ordinary people, as for Yan Wushuang, he is not among them at all.

As the first Luan envoy in Northern Xinjiang, he was naturally not afraid of her second brother, and with a dozen steering wheels in his hand, he directly drove the off-road vehicle to the middle of the road, blocking the way of the convoy behind.

The Lamborghini in the back was obviously in a hurry, and the horn was pressed for a long time, startling countless birds on both sides of the road.

It's just that even so, Yan Wushuang didn't mean to give in, she hit the other party in which way she went, blocking the way of the second brother.

Seeing Yan Wushuang and his second brother so angry, Qin Dong was also amused in his heart, he was also the general of the town guarding the side, but at this time, he was so petty, after all, he was just a little girl......

Originally, it was just a frolic between brothers and sisters, and in Qin Dong's opinion, it was not a big deal, but after a flurry of whistles to no avail, the owner of the Lamborghini behind him seemed to be forced to be in a hurry, and with a throttle under his feet, he slammed directly at the butt of the off-road vehicle!

"! My car, he dared to crash! Simply a madman! Yan Wushuang slammed the steering wheel and braked under his feet, "Yan Yuliang, you are a second goods, do you want to kill someone!" ”

With the brakes, Qin Dong's body shook slightly, looked at the motorcade roaring away beside him, and said, "There are so many people, what are they going to do?" ”

When Yan Wushuang heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly: "Every time the old man is sick, he must lie flat to recover slowly, and he must not move in the middle, these two goods have brought so many people, is it because he wants to rescue him?" ”

"Lying flat? Can't move? Qin Dong wondered.

"Yes, according to the previous doctor's test, the old man's heart was seriously injured, and when he got sick, he had to lie down. I've been messing around outside all year round, I'm afraid this is not clear, no, I have to call quickly. ”

When the words fell, Yan Wushuang quickly took out his mobile phone and called Yan Yuliang, but he made three or four calls in a row, but no one answered.

"This son of a son of a son won't answer my call!" Yan Wushuang was about to cry in a hurry.

In fact, she is also suspicious in her heart, even if she talks to this second goods, the other party probably won't pay attention to it.

Seeing this, Qin Dong casually opened the car door and got out of the car, and looked ahead: "Along this road, you should be able to get to Yan's house, right?" ”

Yan Wushuang nodded and said, "That's right, our home is in a manor on the side of this road, and it's not far away." ”

"Okay, I'll stop them first, and you follow." Qin Dong said lightly.

"No, Dutong, your injuries are not healed yet." Yan Wushuang exclaimed.

"Okay, my injury, it's just that I can't drink, but I can't say I can't run."

When the words fell, Qin Dong's knees were slightly bent, his toes touched the ground, and the person had disappeared in place!

"Hey! Sins, sins, sins! Yan Wushuang still didn't know Qin Dong's temperament, and when he saw this, he could only quickly turn the steering wheel, kick the accelerator, and follow closely. Qin Dong chased all the way along the asphalt road in the mountains, and under the starlight, he saw that on the road, a figure was like a ghost, turning into an afterimage in the mountains......

At this time, in the Yan family's manor, in the antique hall, on a sofa covered with white bear skin, an old man with white hair was lying on it, his eyes were closed, and his face was painful.

Around him, a group of people were around, among them was a man in a gentleman's attire, holding a whisk in his hand, with a solemn expression, who was checking the pulse of the old man's wrist.

The old Taoist priest is the master of Xuanyan of Longhu Mountain, a hand of medical skills, is a famous medical Taoist saint in China, enjoys special national allowances, in the past, is the personal physician of the leaders of various war zones, when carrying a golden needle, but where to treat patients, only need to use a golden needle in his hand, in the medical community, has the reputation of "golden needle holy hand".