The three old men in military uniforms at the door each held a photo, which was a half-length photo of Xu Qing. These brainwashed ancient warriors were using this stupid method to find people. In fact, the reason why they used this method was not

It makes no sense, all the glass windows in the mall are intact, which proves that the target of the pursuit is still in the mall. What they don't know is that the target just walked out under their noses.

Xu Qing easily deceived the three elders with his rich and handsome appearance. When he walked out of the shopping mall gate, there was still snow flying all over the sky. The falling snow flakes covered everything in the world, layer after layer. If it had been a little later,

He was afraid that he couldn't even call a taxi, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of his fur coat closer. He was glad that he really bought the right thing, but it was a bit dark, which made it stand out in the vast white.

Soon Xu Qing discovered another advantage of the black fox fur coat. It was convenient to call a taxi. Think about the fact that there was a waving Hei Buliuqiu standing in the snow, and the driver saw the road sign No. 1 from a long way away.

The style makes it easier to hail a taxi than girls in short skirts stretching their legs on the roadside, and it also keeps you warm. The 880,000 yuan spent is worth it.

After getting into the taxi, she discovered that the driver was a domineering man with a bald head and a black face. Xu Qing glanced at the driver. He had a leopard-like head and ringed eyes and a fierce look on his face, but it didn't matter. He was riding in a car, not reading fortune tellers.

"To the Capital Military District on the outskirts of Dongcheng." Xu Qing opened his mouth and announced his destination. He squinted his eyes and leaned back on the backrest. He wanted to maintain his strength as much as possible. The weather in the north is dry and cold, and even ancient warriors will be acclimatized.

Feelings, all sorts of things I'm not used to.

The black-faced driver turned his head and glanced at the black fox fur coat he was wearing, and drove on the road with an expressionless expression. Xu Qing didn't know the road to begin with, and even less so on this snowy day, so he simply squinted for a while to feel comfortable.

The taxi turned left and right and drove into an old alley. At this time, Xu Qing seemed to have fallen asleep in the car, and even his breathing became much heavier. The black-faced driver held the steering wheel with one hand, and his eyes flickered from time to time.

Sweeping over the black fox fur coat, the cold wind and snow outside the window seemed to cool his eyes. His right hand quietly reached under the seat cushion and clasped a dark rubber handle.

laugh!

The wheels came to an instant stop, and the black-faced driver pulled out a dog-legged knife from under the seat cushion and put it on Xu Qing's shoulder, saying coldly: "Young man, you have some money to show off, right? Give me something valuable."

Pull it down and let it go for you later..."

Xu Qing opened his eyes, and had firmly grasped the dog-legged blade with his palm. He pulled back and snatched the knife away, and said casually: "Let it go? Let's not do these unskilled things and drive."

, don’t miss my brother’s business.”

Click - Xu Qing grabbed the blade with one hand and the handle with the other and gently folded it. The imitation dog-leg knife was broken into two pieces. The black-faced driver's mouth trembled, and the two rows of teeth clicked together, and there was a red bean on his forehead.

Big beads of sweat kept pouring out. In his astonished eyes, the young man in the black fox fur coat put down the broken knife and found a comfortable position to sit down and squint his eyes.

The black-faced driver wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He couldn't help but look at the broken knife. A faint voice sounded in his ears: "Stop the ink, drive, be obedient, and maybe you can forget what happened just now."

The guy was so frightened that he shook like chaff several times. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to start the car. This time, even if he was very timid, he didn't dare to play tricks anymore. He just hoped that the young man next to him would let him go.

One horse.

The snow on the road has been turned into a khaki thin layer by the passing vehicles, and the wheels are a little slippery. It is undeniable that the black-faced driver is quite skilled in driving except for doing business and making money. He can still drive under such road conditions.

I kept driving at a speed of about 60 miles and drove for about an hour and a half before slowing down because the car had left the city and the road conditions became worse.

There was an asphalt road ahead, but after a few hundred meters it turned into a muddy road with potholes. Sitting in the taxi was like lying in a cobblestone shaker, shaking and bumping, and Xu Qing suddenly

There was no way to close my eyes and rest my mind, so I could only take out a cigarette, light it and smoke it, looking at the falling snow outside through the car window with my eyes blank.

Boom! The car swerved to the left with a bang and stopped. The black-faced driver tried to start the car, but could not start it. He said with a grimace: "It's over, the wheel fell off the road and fell into a hole."

Xu Qing frowned, lowered his head and scanned the tilted position through the bottom of the car with his clairvoyant eyes. Sure enough, he saw two wheels sinking into a pit at the same time. This kind of pit was just big enough to jam two wheels. Once it got stuck, it would be

You can't get up unless you use a crane. If the driver encounters this kind of pit, it will be like encountering a ghost while walking at night, so it is called a road ghost pit.

The black-faced driver had quite a lot of driving experience. He knew what kind of pit the car had fallen into as soon as it veered off the road. He took out his cell phone and whispered: "I'll call a small crane to come. Please wait."

Xu Qing shook his head and said: "No need to call. The car is not broken, but the chassis is a little deformed. Just lift the car out of the pit and you can run away."

The black-faced driver smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, I'm just calling a crane to lift the car. This kind of road ghost hole can't be cleared without a crane."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qing had already taken off his fur coat and threw it on the back seat, opened the door and jumped out of the car. Less than five seconds later, the black-faced driver felt the car shake, and the originally tilted parts miraculously flattened out.

, and then the car moved forward a few meters. He was about to look at the rearview mirror to see what was going on behind him. The car door had been opened. The young man grabbed the snow from the roof of the car and rubbed the dirt off his hands.

I clapped my hands and got into the car.

"Okay, this car isn't heavy, keep driving your car." Xu Qing turned around, grabbed a fur coat from the back seat, put it on, took out a cigarette, lit it and started smoking.

Beads of sweat formed on the forehead of the black-faced driver. He obediently started the car and continued to move forward. When he encountered such a strong man, a world weightlifting champion of any level could only carry his shoes.

The taxi bumped along for more than ten miles, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. The sound seemed to come from above his head. Xu Qing immediately guessed what the sound was, an armed helicopter.

There was more than one plane. It seemed that someone had already thought of where he was going and was preparing to intercept him with a helicopter. No matter how fast a wheel was, it couldn't compare to something flying in the sky.

The black-faced driver didn't realize that the danger was approaching and was still driving the car honestly. He was trying to take credit for his crime! If he made the strong man next to him unhappy, the consequences would be quite serious.

Xu Qing put out the cigarette butt in his hand, tilted his head and asked in a deep voice: "How far is it from the Capital Military District? How long does it take to get there on foot?"

"Why are you walking?" the black-faced driver asked subconsciously, and then immediately realized that he was wrong. He apologized and said: "Go straight along this road for about two miles, and then you can see the gate of the Capital Military Region to the left.
Chapter completed!