Godly Dragon Guard

He can also understand why Hidden World Wuxiu is unwilling to come out. When used to an environment, it is very difficult to get used to a relatively poor new environment. Compared with the turbid air, the light and clear air is a little bit can not stand it.

Zhang Mingchen lives in a large mountain adjacent to Qingfeng Mountain. There is a small road down the mountain, and there are even people on the mountain.

Shen Lang couldn't be more familiar with this place. He quickly rushed up the mountain, warm spring, the mountain was lush and the environment was very good.

Soon, Shen Lang saw a small village. The wooden house near the waterfall at the deepest point was the old man's residence.

This is a wooden house built entirely of trees. There are a lot of rooms and a lot of space. The wooden house is well built. Although you can't see the scene inside, just looking at it from the outside, it will make you feel like this The wooden house feels very comfortable.

The door was open, and Shen Lang walked in directly.

Zhang Mingchen, the old man, was sitting in front of the computer screen with Erlang's legs upright, playing QQ fight the landlord.

"Damn, it's boring!"

Zhang Mingchen thought he was determined to win, but was blown to death by player A with four 10s. He was a little upset for a while, so he shut down the game and prepared to enjoy the newly downloaded action movie.

"Master, I'm back." Shen Lang yelled at the door.

Zhang Mingchen sat in front of the computer without turning his head back, and said, "I guess your grandson turtle should be back at this time, how about it, Qingfeng Mountain is fun, right?"

Shen Lang's face turned dark, and he said with no anger: "I almost died, your apprentice I got into trouble again."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingchen turned his head and glanced at Shen Lang, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you grandson turtle?"

Sitting on a stool beside him, Shen Lang told Zhang Mingchen about the recent events.

Zhang Mingchen's face was dark like the bottom of a pot. He admired Shen Lang's ability to cause troubles, and shouted: "Who the **** is not good for you, but if you provoke the guy at the peak of the question, I can't keep you."

"It's okay, he was cut off by me and he couldn't threaten me." Shen Lang frowned.

"It's up to you, don't trouble Lao Tzu." Zhang Mingchen shook his thigh, and he couldn't control Shen Lang's affairs.

His apprentice is considered long and capable, and Zhang Mingchen's words are poisonous, and he is more relieved in his heart.

"By the way, Master, I came this time to meet the mysterious person in retreat you mentioned earlier. When will that person leave the customs?" Shen Lang asked about business.

Zhang Mingchen yelled: "Wait another ten days. That senior will leave the customs in exactly ten days. If you don't find her then, she will come to you too."

Shen Lang frowned and asked, "Master, can't you tell me something? What is the identity of this senior?"

Zhang Mingchen said: "This is your business, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, she will naturally tell you then."

"What are you still selling!" Shen Lang muttered.

After waiting for ten days, Shen Lang felt a little bored with the old man.

Zhang Mingchen is so skilled that everyone in the village respectfully called him Zhang Banxian, especially the beautiful widows in the village, who came to give him food every day.

Zhang Mingchen is now a complete otaku. He sits in front of the computer all day, playing games, reading novels, and occasionally visiting a few widows in the village.

Shen Lang was too lazy to complain about his hobbies, so he took out his mobile phone and charged it.

There was no signal on the mobile phone in Qingfengshan before, but the signal was full here. Shen Lang first called the three beautiful women at home.

Liu Xiaoxiao and Bai Qingyu were still at work. They were also very happy when they received a call from Shen Lang. They couldn't get through Shen Lang's calls before.

It just so happened that Hongyue also took over the work of Canghai Group during this period and came to Nanzhou on a business trip, and is now living in a hotel in the city center.

"Shen Lang, where are you in Nanzhou City, I will look for you now." Hongyue said in surprise on the phone.

"No, I'll pick you up, and report the address to me." Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Ok."

Hongyue told Shen Lang the address, the Ramada Hotel in the center of Nanzhou.

Shen Lang was going to go down the mountain to pick up Red Moon, Zhang Mingchen had no objection, anyway, there are so many houses here, it's okay to have one more person.

"Master, do you have a car?" Shen Lang asked Zhang Mingchen who was playing on the computer.

"There is one under the mountain, you can drive it." Zhang Mingchen threw a car key to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took the car key and soon went down the mountain.

There is a national highway at the foot of the mountain. A Chery QQ and a sturdy military Hummer are parked on the side of the road, both of which are old man’s cars.

However, the car key Zhang Mingchen gave him was that of the Chery QQ, and it was very old, which made Shen Lang a little unhappy, and the old man was too stingy.

Shen Lang didn't bother to complain, anyway, as long as the car can drive.

He got in the driving seat of the Chery QQ and drove out along the national highway.

There were not many vehicles on the national road. Shen Lang drove the Chery QQ from the fork to the main road. From the rearview mirror, he saw a small convoy of eight cars. The first to drive was a black Mercedes-Benz S600.

Generally, a fleet of this kind of configuration is the one driven by the leader during inspection.

In China, some leaders were very particular about pomp when inspecting. The convoy had to be mighty, the interview car had to follow behind, and sometimes the masses had to give way, road closures, and so on.

Shen Lang didn't drive fast, the Mercedes-Benz S600 in the rearview mirror kept honking the horn, seeming a little impatient.

Shen Lang has increased his speed to about 70 yards, and his speed is not too slow.

But suddenly, there was a "click".

The engine of the Chery QQ he was driving seemed to be broken, and the car stopped instantly.

The Mercedes-Benz S600, led by the team behind, drove faster, rear-end collision, and hit the **** of Chery QQ.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Chery QQ stopped in the middle of the road, and the convoy behind also stopped.

The driver of the Mercedes-Benz behind saw a crash and immediately got out of the car. The headlights of the Mercedes-Benz S600 had crashed, and it was slightly sunken.

The driver's expression was a little frightened.

"What's going on?" In a red flag car behind, a middle-aged man in a black suit walked out, followed by two tall bodyguards behind him.

The middle-aged man in a suit is named Qian Zhiguang. He is short, fat, and has a big belly. He is the deputy secretary of the Nanzhou Municipal Party Committee. He came to inspect the county this time, but he did not expect to encounter a car accident.

Shen Lang said to Qian Zhiguang: "Sorry, my car is broken."

Qian Zhiguang came over, glanced at Shen Lang, put on an adjutant tone, and said solemnly: "Young man, then I will criticize you. Didn't you see the leader's car behind? Why are you occupying the road? Why not? Give way in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang felt a little uncomfortable, and shouted: "There is no such thing as occupying the road. I was driving in this lane. It was your team who caught up behind it."

"Young man, no matter what, it is wrong for you to influence my work." Qian Zhiguang said in a deep voice, posing as a leader.

Shen Lang shrugged and said: "It doesn't matter, right? I can compensate the car in full for the crashed car, so it's the head office."

"Forget it, young people, I don't think I can compensate." Qian Zhiguang showed a little disdain on his face. Seeing Shen Lang driving an old Chery QQ, it is estimated that he is just the bottom of the society.

Shen Lang frowned and sneered: "If you say you can't afford it, then I won't lose it."