Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

The car was quiet and everyone else was silent, with only the rumbling sound of the engine.

It seemed as if no one heard the girl's surprised cry.

After reading all the contents, Zhixin dropped the document in his hand with a bang, and his panic was visibly evident.

"Am I not an ordinary member of the Fang family, the kind that can't be more sidelined, the kind that can't be more marginal?"

"What the hell is this young master? Brothers, don't be silent!"

You can't even write novels like that.

Moreover, talent, level?

It doesn't look good.

The channel is wrong, this is the female channel, not the male channel, right?

Seeing that no one spoke, Zhixin swallowed and said quickly: "I want to get off."

Let me out of the car, this is not the car I should be in, and I shouldn't be in it.

After years of self-cultivation, Zhixin has always adhered to the principle of not saying much if he can make things worse. But faced with this situation, principles are useless.

The brother calmly picked up the dropped documents, his face expressionless but confused in his heart.

Most people would be excited and surprised to hear that they have the blood of a certain family, or that they are the one who will inherit the throne.

But this child is actually panicking?

He couldn't figure it out, but these were not things he should be thinking about.

"Ms. Zhixin, please don't be willful."

His tone was icy cold, just like the cotton trousers that had just been washed and frozen in the winter at temperatures of minus ten degrees Celsius. It did not allow any distortion and was rigid.

Zhixin could no longer maintain her gentle disguise and plucked the document from Yige's hand with a snap.

I need to first ask what those talent levels are.

She held the document and pointed at the words on it and asked:

"What's with the talent level on the document? What's your ability to break the glass just now?"

Yige looked at Zhixin in surprise. She was no longer gentle, and there was a hint of sharpness between her eyebrows. He had misjudged her.

He said respectfully, "My name is Fang Yi. The ones next to you are Fang Er and Fang San. The one on guard in the passenger seat is Fang Si. The one driving is Fang Wu."

Zhixin frowned when he heard the names: "One, two, three, four, five?"

The five people said in unison: "Yes!"

The girl was startled, it was a ghost.

Who came up with the name? Are you so lazy?

Fang Yi continued to answer Zhi Xin's questions: "Because of the invasion of demons, this world was reorganized and divided into four major countries. Our country is called Dongxia, and the Fang family is the largest family in Dongxia."

“Talent is an individual’s awakened ability, and what I just used was my talent, wind.

"The levels are roughly divided into E, D, C, B, A from the bottom up, and above that is transcendence."

Zhixin’s brain is running at a very fast speed, the CPU is about to burn out, what the hell is this?

She had a look on her face as if she had seen a ghost. She stared at Brother Yi stupidly, her mouth slightly open, her bright eyes at a loss, and she uttered one sentence bluntly.

"What are you talking about, is this fake?"

Fang Yi said in a serious tone without any fluctuation: "I have not lied."

Sensing Zhixin's confusion, he explained: "This is information that ordinary people cannot access at present. It is normal for the young lady not to know it."

"Next, the young lady will meet the current head of the family, awaken her talent, and then enter a professional academy to study."

"There, everything Miss Zhixin wants to know will be answered one by one."

"Gulp." Zhixin swallowed and slowly closed his eyes.

The world view explodes!

It’s hard to describe Zhixin’s mood now. After traveling through time for fifteen years, he only now realizes that there are such ghost things as demons in this world.

You can't play it like this for fifteen years, although you can occasionally hear some messy noises.

I've known for a long time that this world is not simple, but it's not this simple?

Since childhood, Zhixin could occasionally hear some inexplicable sounds, some from animals and trees. He was afraid at first, but later he was able to listen calmly.

But I have never heard of the word demon.

She leaned against the car seat in a trance, her voice sad: "The world, forget me..."

Fang Yi: ??? What the hell?

At this moment, Fang Si, who was on guard, discovered something from the rearview mirror and immediately took out a special firearm from the side of the seat.

"Boss, there are people following us. They might be the ones we are extraditing."

Fang Yi shouted: "Open the barrier and be on guard!"

Fang Si took out a small scroll from his arms and tore it apart.

The space seemed to be silent for a moment, as if something had enveloped it. Everything around it faded away, and only the roar of the engines of two black cars could be heard.

Except for Fang Wu who was concentrating on driving, the other four took out their weapons from hidden places in the car seats.

Fang Er held a gun to protect Zhi Xin, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss, please bow your head."

Zhixin was very tactful and hugged his weak self and squatted in the car.

This is a highway, aren't you afraid of hurting ordinary people? Why do you look so normal?

She had never heard any news about demons in fifteen years. How did she keep it secret from the general public?

Given everyone's love of joining in the fun, it's impossible to hide it.

Fang San called out, "Wu Zi, activate the combat mode and watch me blow them up."

"okay!"

Fang Wu skillfully turned the wrench next to the driver's seat, and Fang San grabbed the car window and flipped to the roof, setting up a modified sniper rifle.

He lay on the roof of the car, aiming at the car behind, his eyes slightly lit up: "Boss, it's confirmed that it's the person being extradited."

Fang Yi also came up and knelt on one knee on the roof, steadied his body, and activated his talent: "Strong Wind!"

The wind was blowing, and the invisible airflow pushed the vehicle under my feet to speed up, while the car behind was chasing closely.

The ground suddenly surged, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Fang Yi said decisively: "Fang Wu, abandon the car. Fang Er, protect the young lady. The other side is sure that they are the people who are being extradited. Just take action."

Several people in the car followed the instructions and acted quickly.

The engine sound stopped abruptly, and sparks from the friction between the wheels and the ground splashed onto the highway, leaving deep marks.

Fang Er directly picked up Zhi Xin by the waist and carried her out of the car, saying, "Miss, I'm sorry."

If you don't offend me, I'll be fine: "Brother, please feel free to do as you please."

Fang Wu and Fang Si abandoned their car at the same time. The next second, sharp spikes suddenly appeared on the ground and pierced into the car instantly. The car was like a thin piece of brittle ice, and was scrapped without any resistance. The black car exploded.

Fang Er put down Zhixin, touched the ground with his hand and pressed it. A barrier made of mud was erected around him, blocking the aftermath of the explosion.

Fang San and Fang Yi jumped down the moment the car stopped. Fang San placed his sniper rifle on the wall, special symbols lit up in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up:

"Sun thief, take my shot!"

The pitch-black gun barrel reflected a cold and hard light, and a special bullet went straight towards the extradition car. The bullet penetrated the car body and then exploded!

Two masked men walked out from the aftermath of the explosion, looking very embarrassed. The masked men had their eyes slightly closed and the corners of their mouths curved upwards, giving an impression of compassion.

Fang Si raised his sunglasses and said, "E-level, it seems that they are not specifically following us, but just ordinary members who are extradited."

Fang Yi didn't say anything, but just put his hands behind his back to signal the team members to fight quickly and decisively.

The masked man with short hair yelled:

"Damn, it's tough!"

The man with the crew cut had his arms blown off. He was the one who used the earth spikes, and the other yellow-haired man was not much better.

Huangmao knew very well that he had offended the wrong person this time. Damn it, he just happened to pass by and wanted to see if he could make some money. But he hit a wall and had no choice but to use his trump card and run away.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the talisman in his hand burned: "Separate and retreat!"

The guy with the short hair was stunned: "Fuck you!"

He cursed the yellow-haired man in his heart for being a non-human, but he could only flee in the opposite direction in embarrassment.