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Click—

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Wanqi Linmu raised his notebook with a "bang!"

Luo Shen walked in from outside: "Boss, what are you doing?"

Wanqi Linmu laughed dryly: "Nothing, why did you suddenly come in? You don't knock on the door."

Luo Shen looked at Wanqi Linmu with a smile: "Boss, this is my room."

Wanqi Linmu: "..."

Wanqi Linmu changed the topic: "By the way, I'm leaving in two days. Have you packed up your things?"

Luo Shen smiled slightly: "I've packed it up. I'm still a little nervous when I see my uncles for the first time."

Wanqi Linmu corrected seriously: "My uncle."

Luo Chan nodded: "Okay, it's the boss's uncle, I'm just staying there."

Stay in...

No, Luo Shen’s current identity is no longer a refugee.

It turned into a boyfriend who took home and checked for his uncles...

If there is no good idea with Luo Shen, Wanqi Linmu feels that there will definitely be big problems at that time.

But now is not the time to talk about this, so I’ll just wait until I arrive at the original ancient town before talking about it.

Wanqi Linmu didn't say anything, his eyes rolled, and his counting expression was on his face.

It was soon the day of departure. Chi Yang said goodbye to them this morning and left.

Luo Shen carried his luggage, opened the trunk of the car, and placed the luggage one by one.

In the trunk, it is neatly placed.

Wanqi Linmu suspected that Luo Shen had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise he would put his luggage so accurately?

Because I had to bring a lot of luggage this time, the car prepared by Luo Shen is no longer the limited edition Maserati.

It's a pure red Lamborghini urus.

The car is pure red, a sports off-road sports car, which is more streamlined than the bold and rough versions of the Land Rover and Mercedes-Benz G series, but the model is not stingy at all, and is even bigger than Land Rover.

The most important thing is that it is suitable for long-distance travel, even sandy off-road, and the content of the car is very large.

Wanqi Linmu rubbed his hands and walked around the car several times.

Lamborghini, I haven’t seen it before, even if I have seen it, I have only seen it in the TV president’s drama.

Now this luxury car is truly placed in Wanqi Linmu's foreword, and he also "waves" to let him drive it.

Wanqi Linmu said with a smile: "It's very expensive."

Luo Shen smiled: "It's okay, boss, don't worry."

Wanqi Linmu sat in the driver's seat and admired the car for a while. Luo Shen didn't urge him, and smiled gently on his face, waiting for Wanqi Linmu to drive.

"Okay, let's go!" Wanqi Linmu was about to start the car.

"Wait." Luo Shen suddenly said, then leaned over.

Wanqi Linmu was a little stunned. What is Luo Shen doing? Before he took the initiative to attack, did Luo Shen take the initiative?

Luo Shen leaned over, pressed Wanqi Linmu's back with one hand, and was still leaning towards Wanqi Linmu.

Wanqi Linmu subconsciously closed his eyes and felt Luo Shen's breathing intertwined him, but...

Click!

The next second is a crisp sound.

Luo Shen suddenly took action and buckled Wanqi Linmu's seat belt.

Smile: "Boss, you forgot to wear your seat belt."

Wanqi Linmu: "..." He obviously wanted to wear a seat belt...

Wanqi Linmu's face was a little hot, probably the same color as the car's appearance. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

The car has a super high speed increase performance, and it is not difficult to drive at all, but can fly easily.

Wanqi Linmu hummed a little tune and drove quickly on the road, heading towards the predetermined goal.

——Queqiao Town.

"Boss, are we going to stay here?"

Luo looked at the town sign in front.

Wanqi Linmu: "Yes, here... it's cheap. After all, it's a homestay. I booked a room and stayed for one night. We will continue to drive tomorrow and we can take a rest."

Wanqi Linmu has many excuses.

Luo Chan had no doubts and said, "Okay, I just listen to the boss."

This sentence is really super useful. Wanqi Linmu is physically and mentally comfortable. He said that Luo Shen is a bird that depends on others and obeys all things.

The car drove into the front door of the town's homestay.

Because it is a tourist town, the homestay also prepares a parking lot for self-driving tourists.

It is not the peak season now, because the weather has not yet fully warmed up, but it has just become a little warmer.

But the parking lot was full of cars, and there was almost no parking space for them.

Moreover, all the off-road vehicles are all off-road vehicles, as if off-road vehicle enthusiasts are coming to travel in groups.

The red Lamborghini urus is very eye-catching. It is parked in the middle of an ordinary off-road vehicle, which is simply a personal show.

The luggage is mostly a gift for the uncles, so there is no need to bring it with you. Just carry a box of daily necessities. Anyway, it's just a night.

Mr. Luo Shen lifted the box down: "Boss has been driving for a day. Thank you for your hard work, I'll carry the box."

Wanqi Linmu is more useful, yes, it’s right, that’s it. Not only is the bird dependent on others, but it’s also gentle and considerate. It’s simply an upgraded version of “a good wife and a good mother”!

The two walked towards the gate of the homestay.

There were many people at the door blocking the door.

"What did you say? Our Seven Star Gate is the second? Sister Ya, don't listen to him. Our Seven Star Gate is the second in this path. Who else dares to say that it is the first in this path?"

"Stop bragging! The cows are blowing away for you!"

It turned out that someone was arguing.

Those people blocked the door, and Wanqi Linmu and the others couldn't get in.

He looked at those people a little.

They all wore the same windbreaker, uniformly gray-green, and fluorescent green epaulettes on their shoulders, which were also very conspicuous in the dark.

They are all big and thick men, only one woman, and they should be the "Sister Ya" among the people.

A woman has a graceful figure and can be said to be hot. In such a cold weather, she is wearing a low-cut leather jacket, and her sexy aura is three miles away, and can be smelled by Wanqi Linmu.

The big wavy hair dyed in burgundy fluttered gently, holding her arms against the door frame.

The arm-hunting action made her figure more sexy. Her long waist and long legs, and leather jackets and leather pants made Sister Ya look not only thin, but also a meaty type that is popular among the otakus.

However, Sister Ya is not young anymore. She looks like she should be around forty years old, but she is well maintained. Most people may think she is in her thirties.

Sister Ya stood aside with her arms folded, without saying anything, and shook her hair.

Wanqi Linmu could hear that this sister Ya really wanted to enjoy the men's jealousy for her, and a sensation of pride spread.

The man who said he was the Seven Stars Sect had a sham beard and a scarred face. The man who quarreled with him had a tall and thin man, seemed to have taken poison, had a sallow complexion, and was wearing a leather glove with fingers exposed on his hands, and a large metal tiger head on the leather gloves.

Hutou sarcastically: "The number one in the Seven Stars Sect? Stop bragging, then where do you put the Third Master?"

"San Master?" Scarface sneered: "Is San Master still alive?"

Hutou said: "Who doesn't know that the third master's puppet technique is unique. It can not only control puppets, but also control living people! The ground and the ground are all his worlds! When the third master was in the circle, you were still playing soy sauce in your mother's stomach!"

How could Scarface be convinced in front of the beauty? He blew up unwillingly: "No matter how powerful the Third Master is, it was fifty years ago."

"Think about it, fifty years ago, fifty years! At that time, the Third Master had to be at least twenty years old. How old is he now?"

"At least seventy years old!"

"What else can an old man in his seventies and eighties compete with our seven-star gate?"

"Even if he stood in front of me, I would kick him away. What is it?"

"An immortal..."

Scar's face was confident, his mouth was flying everywhere, and he raised his foot and gestured a "punch".

Bang!
To be continued...