Leaving Wu's house, Xie Yuchen drove an eye-catching red Ferrari sports car, carrying Wu Xie and his party to a handicap in Changsha, Wu Province.

Speaking of Wu San Province, Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen tacitly maintained a kind of silence, in the final analysis, there are inextricable links between Wu San Province and the reconciliation chain, and Wu Xie sometimes even feels that the Xie family has annexed the Wu family to some extent.

After all, whether his third uncle is unchained or Wu Sanxing, no one can say. And are these handicaps from the Wu family or their Xie family, are they left to Wu Xie by Wu Sansheng or Xie Lian to Xie Yuchen?

This time there was no disguise of a human skin mask, but Wu Xie put another face in his heart, which was the one he was most familiar with.

Rounding an intersection, outside a teahouse on the side of a large road, it was as inconspicuous as ever, but it was still so lively inside, and there were many people gathered, but it seemed that there were fewer people than the last time I was here.

Xie Yuchen glanced at Wu Xie: "Are you ready?"

Wang Fatzi squeezed his eyebrows at Wu Xie and said, "Naive, ready." We're going to have to make them this time, too. ”

Wu Xie looked at the place he had already been to once, took a deep breath, and nodded. This time, he accepted all this with his own appearance, without Panzi.

Xie Yuchen pulled over and parked the car. Wang Fatzi took the lead and pretended to open the door for Wu Xie, dutifully playing the image of a dog-legged horseboy.

Wu Xie got out of the car, and he looked around at the surrounding environment, which was also a habit he developed when he went to the ground. They will always encounter all kinds of dangers when they go to the ground, and sometimes meticulous observation can often lead to the most crucial clues to solve the puzzle.

Xie Yuchen and Black Glasses silently walked to the left and right sides of Wu Xie.

Wu Xie casually inserted his pockets, and Wang Fatzi took the lead in front of him. When the people in the teahouse saw the appearance of the four of us, they immediately became confused, and they kept whispering.

The group walked towards the teahouse with expressionless faces, and all the people automatically divided into two rows. Wu Xie looked at the appearance of them talking to each other, and suddenly had an urge to give them a dismount, but he quickly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and a sneer involuntarily appeared on his face.

Walking upstairs again, the second floor of the teahouse is a corridor, there are private rooms on both sides, the decoration inside is similar to the last time, Wang Fatzi walked in front, we have jumped the lines beforehand, he will lead us to the private room at the end of the corridor.

Lifting the curtain, our group walked in. As soon as Wu Xie entered, he walked towards the mahogany table, Wang Fatzi removed five chairs, only let me sit down, and the chairs were all pulled to the position against the wall, and Wang Fatzi and Yuchen and they all sat on it afterwards.

The black glasses on one side smiled like a thief, and began to make kung fu tea, handing it to Wu Xie by the way. His method is different from Xiuxiu, there is no special hairpin, and the tea leaves brewed do not have that feeling of contemplation.

The brewed tea Wu Xie smelled and felt that it should be a good Longjing, but there was a taste in it that he was very familiar with but couldn't remember for a while.

Wu Xie took a sip, the taste was very light, and there was a feeling of peace of mind.

Peace? Wu Xie stood up violently, he glared at the black glasses viciously, yes, the feeling of peace of mind, he Wu Xie's peace of mind is not something anyone can give, but at this time he can feel the feeling that is familiar and can not be forgotten for a lifetime.

"Little Third Master, have you calmed down now?" The gaze of the dark glasses shone directly into Wu Xie's eyes through the lenses.

"Wu Xie, you should tell us your true plan." Xie Yuchen looked at Wu Xiedao.

"Stabilize the handicap first." Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

"And then?" Wang Fatzi said.

"It's imperative to deal with this matter first." Wu Xie shook his head and said.

"Then let's go as planned." Xie Yuchen said lightly, but his intuition told him that whether it was taking over these handicaps or Wu Xie, there was a momentum that he couldn't control, making him unable to see the surrounding situation clearly.

Received, nine o'clock, old place. Wu Xie quickly edited the text message and sent it out.

After the last plan to save the Stuffy Oil Bottle, how many people are still on his side?

At the same time as they entered, a large number of people followed outside, and now they were not outside the tent, apparently to other boxes.

There was not a trace of conversation to be heard, and it seemed that everyone was waiting for something.

A special scent gradually fills the air, which is very soothing. Wu Xie was quiet for a while, he just subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, realized in his heart that something was wrong, and wanted to stand up but found that he was stiff in one movement, and he made a gurgling sound in his throat but couldn't speak.

Worst! Wu Xie only skipped this thought in his heart, and the whole person completely lost consciousness.

Constant bumps and clatters. Wu Xie only felt that his whole body was stiff, and he wanted to move but couldn't. His eyelids couldn't be opened, and his consciousness was confused.

I don't know how long it took for Wu Xie's consciousness to gradually wake up, he could hear the sound of chattering outside the world, and the bumpy road made the car not drive smoothly.

There were no obvious signs of hunger and thirst in the body, and I don't know if it was because the long period of not eating had turned into internal consumption, or if he had not experienced it for a long time.

"Little Third Master. Offended this time. The voice rang in his ears. Wu Xie knew that he couldn't pretend anymore.

The long eyelashes trembled twice, and it took a long time to get used to it before Wu Xie could see the figure in front of him clearly.

"Wang Baqiu?" Wu Xie shouted uncertainly.

"Little third master, good memory." Wang Baqiu responded.

"What do you mean by that?" Wu Xie asked coldly, he struggled to sit up and looked around at his surroundings.

This is the box of a train, the upper and lower floors on both sides are divided into six beds, and four strong men are laughing and sitting on the opposite bed, and they are constantly fighting the landlord.

There were several large backpacks near their feet, which were presumably some special equipment, although the train could transport a little forbidden items, but obviously they didn't dare to carry too much, maybe they had already secretly transported the equipment to the designated place through other means.

"The little third master took all the handicap I was in in one pot, but fortunately I got the mysterious help of a gentleman and escaped." Wang Baqiu said.

"Being able to save people from Panzi and Xiaohua is not a small person." Wu Xie looked at Wang Baqiu coldly.

"Where, I also came into contact with that mysterious power by chance." Wang Baqiu said.

Wu Xie had a question in his heart, looking at Wang Baqiu and the subordinates who were doing opposite him, his heart twitched, and he felt a demonic aura from them.