Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Too bad the minivan has limited power.

Even if the oil on the floor was kicked down, it couldn't be much faster than before.

The van is still hanging behind with ease.

Luo Yang couldn't help reminding:

"Boss, there seems to be a car following us."

Hearing this, Chen Li turned his head to look, and said:

"Is that the van? When did it catch up?"

"I saw it after leaving Baizhi Street." Luo Yang replied weakly.

"Then why are you talking now?"

Shen Taiping gave him a sideways glance, and his tone was not very good.

Luo Yang blushed, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

Chen Li withdrew his gaze and explained to Luo Yang:

"Don't blame him. This road is not ours. Everyone can walk. When I first saw it, who knew if they were just on the way."

Shen Taiping shook his beard and said nothing.

At this time, the pickup truck and the van had already left the city one after the other and came to a road that was not too wide.

Compared with the city, the outside of the city is much more desolate.

Let alone people, there are not even cars.

The van may have been waiting for this opportunity.

Suddenly accelerated, overtook the truck.

Then the body flicked and lay across the front of the pickup truck.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yang's pupils shrank, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

squeak…

The tires locked up, and the car rubbed a few black marks on the ground.

Kankan parked a meter away from the van.

Luo Yang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he found that he didn't hit him.

But Shen Taiping and Chen Li next to him were tormented by his sudden braking.

Shen Taiping took a deep breath, rubbed his chest, and looked ahead bitterly.

He naturally knew that Luo Yang was really to blame this time.

Chen Li also quickly adjusted his state and told the paper figurines in the carriage to get ready.

At this moment, the door of the van suddenly opened.

Seven or eight burly men filed out and stood in front of the truck.

Looking at these people, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Shen Taiping's eyes.

"Hey, why aren't you from the underworld?"

Hearing this, Chen Li frowned slightly.

I just wanted to ask Shen Taiping why he was so determined.

But suddenly saw that the foreheads of these people were smooth.

Not to mention the weird face tattoo, there is not even a single wrinkle.

Shen Taiping had told him before.

People in the underworld, from the judges to the treacherous officers, all have a tricky face tattooed on their foreheads.

Without this thing, it is naturally impossible to be a person from the underworld.

However, since these people are not spies from the underworld.

Then force them to stop, what do you want to do?

The three people in the car looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.

At this moment, one of those burly men stepped out and came to the truck.

He opened the car door, glanced contemptuously at the three people in the car, and said:

"Who is Chen Li?"

Chen Li narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and pointed.

"He is Chen Li."

Luo Yang stared blankly at the finger pointing at him, and then at the burly man who was already grinning.

His lips pursed, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could speak, the burly man had already cast a fierce look, and said first:

"You are Chen Li? Kid, listen to me, someone asked me to tell you, hand over the things now, this matter still needs to be discussed, otherwise, the house is just the beginning."

Hearing this, Luo Yang's expression suddenly became strange.

He secretly glanced at Chen Li whose face was gloomy, and said in a suffocated way:

"You burned the house down?"

The burly man smiled ferociously and said:

"Boy, it doesn't matter whether we burned the house or not, the important thing is, where are the things?"

As he spoke, he scanned the compartment with his eyes, and finally settled on the glove box.

Reaching out, wanting to open.

At this time, a hand reached out from the side, grabbed his arm, and stopped him.