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Text Chapter 1547 The Invisible Enemy (Updated Chapter)

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    Tianwang's expression changed, he held his head and huddled up and rolled back quickly, while Xiao Shandong and the others also turned around and ran back.  Not all novel websites are the first for romance, just search and you will know.

    With a "boom", half of the tree trunk hit the ground hard, and the king's back was hit hard by a thick branch. The pain made him grit his teeth. When he got up on the ground, the woman had disappeared.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    ¡°Bang bang bang!!!¡±

    "Click!"

    The King of Heaven roared angrily, raised his gun to the sky and squeezed the trigger until the bullets were all gone.

    "go back!"

    The king turned around and walked back. When they returned to the hotel door, they saw the bald man and the body of a brother. The body was covered with blood and the fishy smell was overwhelming.

    Just as Tianwang was about to walk over, he heard the sound of police sirens in the distance. The guy's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth and roared.

    "Let's go!" Then he led the people into a van not far away and sped away.

    No one spoke in the car, and the continuous blows made them feel very depressed. The killer hiding in the dark was pervasive and deliberately planned to take their lives. This shocking murderous step by step made them really nervous and restless.  .

    The low mood last night had disappeared after the King was released from prison. What followed was overwhelming pride, thinking that after the King returned, they would be able to crush all their opponents as easily as before.  But reality taught them a lesson: the King of Heaven is also a human being and not a god.  When he encountered a powerful opponent, he, the King of Heaven, could only be beaten, and even three of them were killed without any ability to fight back.

    Little Shandong took out a cigarette and lit one, and then saw that the hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not control the trembling hand.  He knew that he was scared, really scared.

    Little Shandong put the cigarette into his mouth and took a deep breath. The burning feeling of the smoke entering his lungs relieved his depressed mood a lot.  The moment he took a second puff of cigarette and raised his head to exhale the smoke, a Buick business car drove up from behind, and then a face appeared on the Buick and smiled strangely at him.

    Xiao Shandong was stunned when he saw that face. His mind recalled that he had met that guy three times from last night to now. Is this a coincidence?  Xiao Shandong didn't have an answer, he just felt that the guy seemed to be haunting them

    Thinking of Xiao Shandong, I was excited: "Could it be"

    This guy felt a cold air rushing down his back to the top of his head, his scalp felt numb, and his hair seemed to stand on end.  Especially that weird smile just now made his calm heart become nervous again.  When he looked out the window, the Buick had disappeared from his sight.

    "Dingling bell"

    Just when Xiao Shandong wanted the brother who was driving to catch up with the Buick Business, the phone in his pocket rang.

    He took it out and saw that it belonged to Lao Gui. He pressed the answer button: "Lao Gui!"

    Lao Gui said: "Brother Dong, Ah Sheng and the others were caught by the police. Xiao Qian was seriously injured and is in the No. 1 Hospital. I just came out of the hospital. Special police were guarding Xiao Qian's ward. I couldn't see anyone.  "

    Xiao Shandong said: "I know, brother is out, you go to the underground bar, we will go there right away." After hanging up the phone, he looked at Tian Wang, "Brother, Ah Sheng and Lao Ji have entered the situation, Xiao Qian is seriously injured.  Seriously, we are in the No. 1 Hospital, and there are special police guarding the outside of the ward.¡±

    The King of Heaven still closed his eyes: "I know!"

    Little Shandong glanced at the King, not knowing what he was thinking and not daring to ask.

    Yang Luo drove the car and followed the two vans at a distance. Song Xiaoqiao said, "Instructor, you showed your face three times in front of that little Shandong. Do you think he would have guessed that it was us?"

    Yang Luo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether you guess it or not, as long as you don't scare them away."

    Zheng Hangqi said: "It's hard to say. Everyone around you is being killed one by one. You don't even know who the enemy is. How can you not be afraid?"

    By this time, the car had entered Songbei District. Not long after, the two vans in front turned onto another street, and there was very little traffic on that street. Yang Luo stopped the car.

    "Why did you stop?" Song Xiaoqiao looked at Yang Luo strangely.

    Yang Luo said: "There are too few cars on that road, and our car is too conspicuous. If we follow it, we will be discovered."

    Song Xiaoqiao frowned: "What should we do?"

    Yang Luo shrugged: "You find a way to follow them and find their foothold."

    Song Xiaoqiao opened the door and got out of the car. A taxi happened to be driving by. Song Xiaoqiao reached out to stop it, opened the taxi door, and turned around to quickly pressHe wiped some water on his face, and then shouted angrily: "Son of a bitch, I broke up with you. Remember, it was me who dumped you." After that, he got into the car and said, "Drive!"

    The driver is a middle-aged man in his forties: "Where are you going?"

    Song Xiaoqiao took out a pile of money on her body and threw it to the driver without even counting it: "Go to the right, you can go anywhere."

    The driver looked at the money beside him, collected it and gave it back to Song Xiaoqiao: "If you're in a bad mood, I can take you for a ride. I'll pay you when you get off the bus when you're in a good mood."

    Song Xiaoqiao¡¯s eyes flashed with surprise. She didn¡¯t expect that in this materialistic world, there would be people who didn¡¯t love money.  He was surprised, but the anger on his face did not disappear. He put the money into his pocket.

    "casual!"

    The driver seemed to be used to this kind of thing. He turned the steering wheel and turned to the right road, but the speed was not very fast.

    Song Xiaoqiao said impatiently: "Can you hurry up? You're a big man, and he's so tough at driving."

    The driver smiled bitterly, slowly increased the speed, and soon saw the two vans in front of him.

    ¡°Drive slowly, it¡¯s so fast, what if something happens, I haven¡¯t lived enough yet.¡±

    The driver's face darkened, this girl was really difficult to serve, but looking at the little girl's angry face and the tears under her eyes, she sighed helplessly.  Forget it, what's the point of arguing with a little girl? Besides, she just fell out of love.

    The driver slowly slowed down the speed of the vehicle. At this time, at an intersection ahead, two vans turned to the left.

    Song Xiaoqiao shouted: "Turn left ahead!"

    Half an hour later, the surrounding area became more and more remote, as if entering the suburbs, and the driver couldn't bear it anymore.

    "Miss, we are leaving the city as we move forward. Let's go back."

    Song Xiaoqiao glared: "Who do you call Miss? Who do you call Miss? You are the Miss, and your whole family is Miss."

    The driver hurriedly apologized: "Okay, okay, I am a lady, and our whole family is a lady. Can I call you girl?"

    Song Xiaoqiao snorted coldly, and the driver said: "We are leaving the city as we go forward. Shall we go back?"

    "What are you going back for? Look at that bastard's stinky face? Keep driving forward." Song Xiaoqiao's anger never subsided, which gave the driver a headache.  I thought I was lucky today and picked up a good job.  But I didn't expect it to be bad luck. I got such an unreasonable aunt, and I didn't know if there would be any problems.

    After about ten minutes, two vans drove into an abandoned factory and stopped.  I saw Tianwang and the others getting off the car and walking into the door of a factory.

    Song Xiaoqiao suddenly covered her face and began to cry. The driver immediately panicked: "I said, girl, don't cry. If someone sees you crying, they will think I did something to you."

    Song Xiaoqiao cried for several minutes, and the driver kept trying to persuade her. Finally, the girl felt that she was done. She raised her head, her face was covered with tears, and she probably wiped a lot of saliva on her face.

    "Master, you said I'm so good to him, why doesn't he cherish me and always gets angry at me?"

    The driver said patiently: "Whether you are in love or married, two people will inevitably bump into each other, and how can they not quarrel. Just like my family, we don't quarrel every day, but we quarrel every month.  Several times. It has been more than 20 years, hasn¡¯t this happened? Actually, if you think about it carefully, the world is so big and there is a huge sea of ??people. What a fate it is for two people to meet together. It took them several lifetimes to cultivate.  There are obstacles that cannot be overcome.¡±

    Song Xiaoqiao lowered his head and said nothing. After coming over for a while, he raised his head: "Thank you, master, let's go back."

    The driver smiled and felt a special sense of accomplishment. He actually persuaded the girl: "Okay!"

    Song Xiaoqiao took out the phone and called Yang Luo: "Are you still there?"

    Yang Luo said: "Where would I go if I weren't here?"

    Song Xiaoqiao said: "Wait for me there!" After hanging up the phone, "Master, go back to where I got on the bus."

    The driver asked: "Where is your boyfriend still?"

    Song Xiaoqiao nodded: "Still here!"

    The driver asked: "Your boyfriend has been waiting for you to come back."

    Song Xiaoqiao blushed and nodded slightly: "Yes!"

    The driver laughed loudly: "When you get back, you two have a good talk and stop arguing."

    Yang Luo put his feet on the steering wheel, lying on the chair and smoking a cigarette, humming an off-key song, very leisurely.

    But Zheng Hangqi couldn¡¯t bear it anymore. After enduring it for a long time, she couldn¡¯t bear it anymore: ¡°Instructor, can we not sing? Your voice is not singing, it is noise, which will kill people.¡±

    ?If someone else had been told this by a pretty girl, his face would have turned red and he would have shut up.  But who is Yang Luo? His inner strength is unparalleled, and his face has long been trained to be invulnerable, even with a machine gun.  Besides, the little blow Zheng Hangqi gave him was too trivial.

    "Girl, your concentration is too poor. It's much worse than mine. You still need to practice hard."

    Zheng Hangqi curled her lips and said, "I've never heard anyone sing worse than you."

    Yang Luo chuckled, straightened his waist and sat up, and said proudly: "I've encountered it before!"

    Zheng Hangqi said in disbelief: "Is there anyone who can sing worse than you?"

    Yang Luo nodded seriously: "Of course, if you hear him singing, you won't think that my singing is ugly."

    Zheng Hangqi blinked her big eyes, shook her head and said, "I don't believe it!" She really didn't believe that there was anything uglier than Yang Luo's singing.

    Yang Luo got a little anxious, took the last drag of his cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt out of the car window: "Why am I lying to you? It was the time I took a taxi to the city bureau a few days ago, and the taxi driver sang to me, and he sang continuously.  I listened to several songs, which really excited me.¡±

    Zheng Hangqi asked curiously: "Why are you so excited?"

    Yang Luo said: "It proves that I can sing better than him. How can I not be excited? So I enjoyed listening to him sing several songs."

    "Phew!" Zheng Hangqi laughed: "I think the driver was also very excited. He finally met someone who was willing to listen to his singing."

    "Yes, yes, yes!" Yang Luo said, "He didn't even charge me the fare when we got there."

    Zheng Hangqi burst out laughing in a very unimpressive manner: "Instructor, do you think I will believe it?"

    Yang Luo sighed, and then lay down on the chair very lonely: "Why is it that no one always believes me when I tell the truth?"
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