The journey from Museum No. 21 to Museum No. 3 takes about one hour and forty minutes.
Zhan Wuyou crouched under the car, looking for an opportunity to strike, while listening to the intermittent voices from above.
It's all late-night jokes with a bit of yellow scum or something.
But I don't know who started it, and the chat got to Zhan Wuyou.
"Yan Ye really accepted him?"
Another thicker voice replied, "Do you need to ask? You can see that he is still alive and kicking after being hit by ten boards, so you can understand."
Master Yan is determined to punish you, and you can break your bones if you hit the board.
"That's what I'm talking about. It seems that Su girl has no hope." The man clicked his tongue a little bit emotionally, "Su Mingshuo has a soul in the sky, bless this girl with a good home, don't hang herself It's better to be with Grandpa..."
"It's okay to die, Master Yan will just accept Su Yatou." The thick voice said indifferently, the two of them probably got the stalk of Qi Renzhi's blessing, and after a few wretched laughs, they started to go. The yellow waste area drove up.
Zhan Wuyou had a gloomy face, these big bosses who followed Yan Qing knew Su Xiaoyan's thoughts, but Yan Qing told him in her previous life that she was like a sister to Su Xiaoyan.
younger sister
Heh, I don't know how many good sisters that bastard had.
After thinking about it, if I can climb the bed successfully, my younger brother probably has a lot of them too!
Zhan Wuyou was eating vinegar, and his hands kept moving. His hands and feet are entangled in the bottom bracket, and the muscles in his whole body are exerting force from the moment he is wrapped in the bracket. The prolonged tense collapse made every inch of his muscles slightly sore.
He doesn't have much time, and he can last up to eight minutes in this posture.
Eight minutes later, he failed to get the mask and left. In the end, he missed and fell to the ground, and was crushed into a piece of rotten meat by the off-road vehicle following closely behind.
He took a deep breath, let go of his left hand that was tightly gripping the bottom frame, and brought it to his lips, untied the wristband of the watch with his flexible tongue, and put it in his mouth.
It was really strenuous to do this action in the air, Zhan Wuyou adjusted his breathing, and the nimble tip of his tongue quickly turned on the dial, until the special dial was loosened, and the parts inside were sucked out and contained on the tip of his tongue.
It was a small handful of special thin nails, of different sizes, but they all had the same advantage, which was the best for tires.
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Judging from the information he received, the journey from No. 21 to No. 3 Museum requires a highway, and there is a 90-degree turn before entering the highway.
As long as he uses the nail in his mouth properly, he can park cars No. 2 and No. 3 at the corner of the highway entrance...
Even when Yan Qing and the No. 1 car reacted, the car was already on the expressway.
Taking them by surprise, you will have the highest success rate!
It's just that it takes ten minutes to get from here to the high speed. Zhan Wuyou is very clear about his physical fitness, which is already beyond his physical limit.
He took a deep breath, and began to crazily make up the bad relationship between Yan Qing and Su Xiaoyan in his mind.
The more he thought about this kind of thing, the more he got angry, and suddenly he recalled a certain quarrel between the two of them before Yan Qing had a car accident in his previous life.
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After he gained a firm foothold in Yan's family, he packed Su Xiaoyan, who was always against him, and sent him abroad. Yan Qingxu felt ashamed of her brother who died trying to save her, and insisted on bringing her back from abroad.
The two quarreled very badly because of this.
Yan Qing's handsome face was majestic and solemn, and every word she uttered was firm and undeniable, "Xiaoyan can't leave!"
Zhan Wuyou naturally disagreed, "I thought we had already reached a consensus when we sent the person out."
"Xiaoyan can't leave!" Yan Qing repeated these six words, as if she wanted to stuff this concept into Zhan Wuyou's mind as well.
This way of talking undoubtedly angered Zhan Wuyou.
"Yan Qing, your rewards and punishments are clear!" Zhan Wuyou looked at Yan Qing as if he didn't know him, and he pointed to the stack of documents on the table, "Isn't what she did enough for me to send her away? I'm Gu Nian Her brother saved your life so he didn't kill you, so he can't even send you away!"
Yan Qing did not accommodate as before, which made their quarrel escalate continuously.
Until Yan Qing's car accident, the two were still in the stage of competing with each other.
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This memory was too cruel, but unexpectedly made him persist.
It's just that his situation is not optimistic.
The price of overload is that Zhan Wuyou's breathing began to become heavy unconsciously, the clothes on his body were soaked in sweat, and more sweat snaked down his curved back, like a snake with venom, carrying The icy coolness was swimming maliciously on his skin, swimming provocatively across the back of his bulging hand, making the palm connected to the frame wet and slippery...
His face was flushed with blood, his body muscles were overdrawn and trembling, his fingers slipped several times, and he firmly held them back.
Finally... Just before he was about to exhaust himself, the high-speed turning point was approaching.
He tried his best to shake off the unpleasant memories in his mind, and began to quickly calculate the reaction time after the nails were inserted into the tires, and his eyes were simultaneously capturing the forward trajectory of the vehicle.
Sometimes math problems are really a sharp tool to solve Baiyou. Zhan Wuyou came up with a time and distance that satisfied him, and the nail he had been holding in his mouth spit out on the ground at the right time.
The slight sand and dust drove the nails into the depths of the tires of the off-road vehicle, and the vehicle at high speed did not detect any abnormalities.
Thirty seconds later, the special nails tore the tire out of a hole that was close to being scrapped. The car's dial issued a red warning light, and the severely damaged tire began to emit white smoke. They were forced to brake at the corner.
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Car No. 1 didn't notice the abnormality of the car behind and drove on the highway.
Zhan Wuyou stretched out his body from the chassis of the vehicle, and climbed from the rear of the car to the roof with the help of good flexibility and muscle strength.
Yan Qing drove ahead in a high-performance supercar, and Zhan Wuyou, who was dressed in black and couldn't see his real appearance, just sat on the top of the rear off-road vehicle, and he spotted it.
He stepped on the brakes and signaled that the No. 1 car behind him was abnormal.
Car No. 1 followed suit and slowed down.
Zhan Wuyou was waiting for this moment!
He grinned badly, hooked his feet on the roof of the car, his upper body slid into the car like a flexible fish, and directly hugged the small box held in the back seat into his arms.
The person holding the small box only felt a shadow suddenly intrude, followed by a light hand. When he fixed his eyes to see clearly, the black figure rushed out together with the small box.
That speed is astonishingly fast!
When he hurriedly opened the door to get off the car, he could only see the black shadow holding the small box blowing a kiss in the direction of their Lord Yan, and then the whole black shadow jumped off the elevated bridge.
"Shit!" He rushed to the edge of the elevated fence, watching the man like a dexterous ape, slipping safely to the ground with one hand, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
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Yan Qing stood beside the off-road vehicle without showing any emotion.
People can never appear out of thin air.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly squatted down and looked under the car.
A touch of sweat remained on the chassis of the car.
The faces of everyone sitting in the No. 1 car were not very good-looking.
Yan Qing stood up straight, tilted her head slightly, and hummed softly, "Interesting."
Everyone didn't dare to respond at all, they could only watch Yan Ye get on the supercar that was airlifted over from China, which was a waste of time and money, and gallop away...
[The author has something to say]: Wuyou: My waist is very soft (^_)☆
Yan Qing: Oh, try it