Within a few minutes, Ula Ulla's sirens approached, and a middle-aged police officer approached with two officers in two cars.

The middle-aged police officer Lao Li is the head of the police station in Jiashan Town, and they were responsible for blocking the section of Jiajiang Road before.

He first greeted Ruan Bingyang and apologized, and the two were obviously very familiar.

Then he immediately turned his head and changed his face, and scolded:

"Wang Yaozu, how many of you stinky boys are again? Is the butt injury healed? Dare to drag racing in the forbidden area......"

The little green hair at the head pleaded with an aggrieved face:

"Uncle Li, don't call me grandma, I'll drive away immediately!"

Director Li's eyes widened: "I know I'm afraid, why did I go earlier, you still want a car?" ”

"Your cars are all illegally modified, unlicensed and unlicensed, come with me to the police station! Call your parents too, and get ready to pay the fines! ”

So a group of teenagers were pulled away by the police car with their heads down.

On this rural road called Jiajiang Road, calm finally returned again, and only Gao Jingfei and Ruan Bingyang were the only four people.

The road was only seven kilometers long, and it didn't take a few minutes for the group to come to the middle and rear sections of Jiajiang Road, which is close to Jiangmu Village.

At this point, visible to the naked eye, the environment began to become hazy.

It stands to reason that there will be fog between the mountains and forests on both sides, it is a very normal thing, Gao Jingfei flew over the jurisdiction of Gui City before, he had already seen the scenery of the world-famous Guilin landscape, the kind of clear water on both sides of the forest between the peaks surrounded by layers of smoke clouds, so that the beauty of this landscape is like a fairyland.

But the fog here is different, and the whole environment looks much darker, with a hint of horror.

In Gao Jingfei's eyes, these were the kind of black-gray smoke with a gloomy atmosphere, and it was also accompanied by shadows, as if it was not the same world as reality.

Gao Jingfei, who was already relatively proficient in spatial spells, immediately sensed the changes in the spatial level with his keen nerves, made a gesture to Ruan Bingyang's car behind him, and then slowed down the car.

Ruan Bingyang came up from behind, opened the window and asked:

"What's wrong, Advisor Gao?"

He is also a veteran police detective who was born in the army and has worked in the local security bureau for many years, so it is naturally easy to understand the meaning of Gao Jingfei's gestures and understand what the other party has discovered.

"This place has begun to be affected by the world in the mist, we have entered a kind of spatial overlap between reality and another world, you have to be careful, no matter what happens later, don't be impulsive after me, otherwise you will fall into the other world or the space crack, even it will be difficult for me to save you......"

Ruan Bingyang and the three of them suddenly felt a pang in their hearts when they heard this, and quickly stepped on the brakes, and landed behind Gao Jingfei's locomotive again to follow.

Gao Jingfei's eyes bloomed with white light at this time, making Fenrir slow down and looking ahead with a solemn expression.

This foggy world is very different from the previous situation, and it has obviously caused a serious erosion of the real world, otherwise there would not be such a half-realistic and half-illusory road section.

"In that case, it makes sense to run out of those zombie monsters......"

At this time, as Gao Jingfei not only moved forward slowly, the environment ahead seemed to become more blurred, and when they passed through a layer of mist, they heard the roar of a locomotive engine in their ears.

This sound was very familiar to the ears of the four people, because they had heard it once in the previous section, and it was the sound of the Ghost Fire Boy's motorcycle starting.

Ruan Bingyang immediately scolded.

"Damn, why is there still a ghost fire boy sneaking over and racing ......"

But Gao Jingfei turned back to him and said:

"Silence!"

Then a few people saw that the lights in front of them were shining through the fog, and on the road, three ghost fire motorcycles were speeding towards this side at high speed.

This is not a simple nickname, but a real ghost fire.

The three motorcycles emitted a faint blue glow that turned green when they came into contact with the fog, much like the ghost fire that floats above the grave in folklore.

"This is? Could this be the ghost fire version of Ghost Rider?? ”

Gao Jingfei groaned in his heart, and immediately understood the details of the comer.

These three people are clearly in the state of the soul, but in this environment between reality and illusion, they can manifest their bodies so that the naked eye can clearly see them.

It's definitely the three unlucky ghost fire boys lying on the hospital bed who didn't run away!

"It's Xiao Er!"

Ruan Bingyang couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, and saw clearly in the car, aren't the three real "ghost fire" boys led by him the declining boy Ying Xiaoer of his sister's family?

Ying Xiaoer was very excited at this time.

He had never been so happy racing before, and there were no obstacles on the road, as if it was an unmanned track built for himself.

He didn't seem to know that he was hungry and tired, immersed in it, and only drove happily on this seemingly never-ending track, not knowing how much time had passed.

To say that among the ghost fire teenagers in nearby villages and towns, Ying Xiaoer can only be regarded as a small character, don't look at his age, he is already 17 years old, but he only started to join one of them this summer.

In the past, the family was tightly managed, and there was an uncle who worked as a "police detective" in the Public Security Bureau, and in high school, he had to live in the county seat, so he had little time to go home, so he never had the opportunity to contact.

Most of the other teenagers are fifteen or sixteen years old, but they have been playing ghost fire for at least two years.

So Ying Xiaoer just played with two friends in the village and school, but there was no such thing as picking up girls, but he simply liked to drive, compared to those young men and women who died early, they can be said to be very pure.

The few of his peers who played ghost fire with him were not wealthy.

Come to think of it, the children of rich families are playing with sneakers, real motorcycles, and even sports cars, so how can they play with such low-level things as ghost fire?

However, when Ying Xiaoer saw a motorcycle in front of him that was several times bigger than his favorite to ride and had a very cool shape, he suddenly had a thought of not admitting defeat in his heart, and wanted to have a battle between men with the handsome tall knight on the car who made people look like they wanted to smash their faces.

Hum! He will let the little white face know that speed and strength between men are the key to winning or losing, and big and small are not the prerequisites for victory.

So he greeted the two friends, and three small ghost ghost fire motorcycles pounced towards the people opposite.

Not far from the other party, the three ghost fire motorcycles braked sharply, throwing out a beautiful blue fire on the road, the three of them turned around together, Ying Xiaoer turned around and made a provocative gesture of a little finger to Gao Jingfei provocatively, and said:

"How? A battle between men? ”

Gao Jingfei changed his mind, made a reassuring gesture to the car behind, and then silently drove the car, and passed through the three ghost fire boys with a whoosh.

Leaving three teenagers to scold.

"This dead street, you don't talk about martial arts......"

But the three ghost fire boys who were snatched away were not afraid, and they started their cars one after another, and they accelerated to chase after them, and it seemed that they were no slower than Fenrir, a mechanical life from another world that turned into a locomotive.

In the off-road vehicle behind, Ruan Bingyang looked blankly at the four motorcycles driving into the fog in front of him, and scratched the steering wheel with some concern.

The team member next to him couldn't help but ask:

"Team Ruan, shall we chase or not?"

Ruan Bingyang was entangled for a moment and said:

"Wait for now, since Advisor Gao asked us to wait where we are, there must be his intentions, we can't act rashly, lest we harm others and ourselves in addition to the problem."

Although he was desperate to catch up and fear that something would go wrong with his nephew, as a veteran and detective, he knew the dangers of acting indiscriminately without following orders.

This is not the time for a hero!

Fortunately for him, Gao Jingfei did not disappoint him, in just half a minute, the familiar roar came from the fog, and a large silver-gray locomotive suddenly broke into the fog-shrouded road in front of him, and it was Gao Jingfei who had just left, riding in black.

"Prepare to intercept, those three unlucky kids are coming!"