"Buddha bless! Where is he going?! ”

"Recording! Recording! Analyze the on-board recordings! ”

As soon as they saw that the taxi Yang Ning was riding had a tendency to get out of their control, these people were a little flustered.

Even if they were all specially trained people, they couldn't help but be confused at this moment.

Especially if someone accidentally said at this time: "He—He shouldn't be coming to us, right?!" ”

This sentence is more like a talisman, which directly makes a timid person sit on the ground.

Fortunately, the recording in the car was quickly analyzed.

"Not from us! Not from us! ”

Someone cheered happily, "The goal is to meet Hathaway's friends!" ”

"Not coming to us!"

Hearing this, there was silence in the secret office for a while, and then a burst of cheers erupted.

It wasn't until the cheers were over that the men seemed to realize that something was wrong with what they had just done, and they sat down and continued their work.

"Action groups have been notified to temporarily cancel the current operation!"

"Continued follow-up of the target vehicle!"

"It's quiet in the car at the moment, no one is talking."

In this way, under the secret surveillance of these people, the taxi that Yang Ning was in traveled smoothly for a certain distance.

After that, the taxi turns and then turns again.

After a few turns in a row, it continued straight for some distance, turning, turning......

Finally, when Yang Ning's taxi stopped, everyone's faces in the office were blue.

At this moment, on the screen map in front of them, the route of Yang Ning's taxi just now was clearly displayed.

A straight and square "5", a neat "8".

It's similar to a spreadsheet.

“5，8？”

Most people didn't squeak, but some who didn't understand it wondered, "What does this mean?" ”

Seeing that no colleague answered him, the man turned his head to look innocent and confused*.

Seeing that this person really couldn't understand, a middle-aged man next to him said silently: "These two numbers, what are they like in English letters?" ”

"English letters?"

The man frowned and muttered, "5, S? ”

"8, oh, it's B!"

The man suddenly realized and said, "Is it S, B?!" ”

"He's scolding us S, B?!"

The middle-aged man sitting next to him silently covered his forehead and was busy with his own business.

Someone on the other side complimented, "Man, you're so smart." ”

“......”

It was indeed two letters, but because the route could not have an arc, it looked like two electronic numbers.

At this time, the captain of this secret surveillance team said: "Send his driving route to his superiors." ”

"Anything that has been asked by the superiors to be reported about the target, no matter how big or small."

Everyone: "......"

No one spoke, they were all crackling on the keyboard, and soon, the two letters drawn by Yang Ning with the driving route were reported layer by layer.

In the end, the entire high-level of the Celestial Security Agency was inadvertently scolded by Yang Ning.

At this time, Yang Ning's car was parked in front of a building in Xinli City.

Before getting out of the car, Yang Ning gave the driver a wad of dollars and said, "Master, I'll come down and go to the hotel with you in a while, don't let me pigeon!" ”

"Otherwise, I'll be angry."

The driver couldn't understand what Yang Ning was saying, but he could understand the meaning of Yang Ning's words.

The driver himself didn't understand why his elm-like head suddenly opened up today, and said to Yang Ning with a smile: "%%&¥#¥!" ”

"Okay, then we'll talk about it, and we'll see you for a while!"

Waving goodbye to the driver, Hathaway led the way, and the two entered the building and went straight to the top floor.

As soon as the elevator stopped at the top floor and the door opened, Hathaway got out of the elevator first and stood aside and stretched out his hand to Yang Ning, "Mr. Yang, please, my friends have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Yang Ning stepped out, and he saw that there were many people standing respectfully outside the elevator.

These people don't seem to have to say anything, they all stand upright, with their heads held high, and the eyes that look at Yang Ning are like groups of die-hard fans seeing their idols.

However, these people are respectful and respectful, but they look varied, and they are not like good people.

The first white-haired subdomain person looked at Yang Ning and grinned vigorously, not only was his hair white, but his ears were also covered with long white velvet hair, and the nails on his hands were so long that they could catch people.

There is also an old woman on crutches next to her, a Western man with a demon mark on her head, a double knife hanging from her waist, and a black robe......

In the face of these people, there is no need to calculate at all, and it is a person who can see that these are definitely not righteous and good people.

This also made Yang Ning feel a little out of place with the people in front of him.

As soon as they saw Yang Ning, except for the one who knelt down and kowtowed, the rest of these people bowed neatly and said to Yang Ning: "Hello Mr. Yang!" ”

The white-haired young man at the head grinned: "Mr. Yang, you can call me Xiaobai, or Baimao, since you killed that bullshit Death Scythe, I am your loyal fan!" ”

Yang Ning was curious: "Do you have a grudge against those special institutions in the West?" ”

Bai Mao nodded and said: "I once soaked a female priest of the Holy See, but I was broken up by the Holy See, just because I had the blood of a white wolf in my body. ”

Yang Ning: "Then this won't be wanted?" ”

Bai Mao smiled even brighter, "Later, I soaked in a female priest of the Holy See, and was dismantled by the Holy See again, and then I soaked in another ......"

He swore and pointed to the ceiling and said, "Mr. Yang, I swear to God, the more than 30 female pastors I have soaked in are all in love and free love!" ”

Yang Ning: "......"

Here Bai Mao wants to brag about his previous military exploits again, but Yang Ning doesn't have the heart to listen, he still has something to do.

Yang Ning nodded and greeted these people: "Well, since everyone has given me face as a little disciple of the Spirit Sect and is willing to play with me, then I will bother everyone during my time in the Celestial Phenomena in the future." ”

The old man of Nantai, who had been kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Yang Ning, raised his head, revealing his face with heavy makeup, and said charmingly: "Don't worry, as long as you open your mouth, you can do whatever you want the slave family to do~!" ”

The corners of Yang Ning's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the various costumes of these people in front of him and said, "Okay, now the first thing, please change into neat clothes." ”

"In two days, we are going to run for the Buddha Lord, and you are not dignified like this."

Bai Mao was suddenly happy, looked at everyone and said, "How is it?!" Am I guessing right? ”

"I just said, the idol will definitely let us change our clothes, don't look like a bunch of street thugs!"

After speaking, he turned his head to Yang Ning and smiled: "Idol, don't worry, I'm ready in advance!" ”

Ten minutes later, downstairs in the building.

When they went up, they were Yang Ning and Hathaway, and when they came down, they pressed a group of people.

Except for Yang Ning and the white clothes, the other people who surrounded him were all straight and expensive dark suits, and the white hair on the head of the white-haired Buddha who followed Yang Ning let out a long howl: "Woohoo~!" ”

"Follow the idol to cut people!"

......