It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

I saw an old man in his 80s and [-]s standing on the right side of the car, with age spots on his face, his teeth leaking when he spoke, and his eyes were completely black and extremely cloudy, staring closely at the three people in front of him.

Liang Yueyang changed hands, quickly pulled Qiao Jin who was in the car behind her, and looked at him coldly from a distance of one car, with a calm tone: "I'm sorry, I'll take advantage of the expensive land."

"Sorry." The old man squinted his eyes, showing a line of blackness without the whites of his eyes, "No borrowing!"

The old man's voice seemed to be windy, and immediately after speaking, the wind blew up, blowing the only tuft of hair on his head upright.

Great power comes from heaven!Liang Yueyang's face suddenly turned cold: "Back!"

In terms of professionalism, Qiao Jin was naturally not as fast as Yun Mao, who had been on the run all year round.

Yun Mao was still sitting on the ground depressed, but when he heard this sentence, he got up as quickly as a chicken's blood, and then ran behind his master.

It was too late and then it was too fast, with a thunderous rumbling sound, a huge thing fell from the sky and smashed directly on the red sports car.

The thing that was pressed down was huge and fast, and Yun Mao ran away, but Qiao Jin, who was only a few steps behind, did not run out of the safe range.

What fell was a white closed truck, which formed a strange weight on the top of the head, and before it hit the body, it already made people's legs tremble.

Liang Yueyang turned around without hesitation, and with a violent light red light burst out from both hands, he lifted it up to the sky, and reluctantly said: "Squat down!"

Qiao Jin bent down in an instant, and saw that Liang Yueyang's knees had softened by half. He was only one step away from the outside. As soon as he bent down, he quickly crawled out. One second was enough time.

"Ninth car, Yin car." Yun Mao gritted his teeth bitterly.

The front of the truck was facing Qiao Jin's direction, and because of Liang Yueyang's support, the rear of the truck had already crushed Yunmao's sports car into a flat piece.

Qiaojin panted heavily, the vehicle in his eyes was transparent, through the vehicle, the weird old man was looking at them and smiling, his smile piercing.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be hunted down so badly." The old man showed his jagged teeth, with a gentle and innocent face, "I didn't do this."

"How did you come out handsome!?" Qiao Jin was full of eagerness.

Yun Mao was also anxious: "Master!"

"Again... Back off!" Liang Yueyang knelt on the ground unbearably, with his broken hair covering the tips of his ears, he gritted his teeth and uttered two words.

After hearing this, the two immediately stepped back.

"Is there a jack!" Jokin yelled, "How can he do it?"

Yun Mao burst into tears in anxiety: "My car is..."

"Bang—" a huge explosion resounded through the sky.

The two hurriedly braked and looked back.The truck was lying on the ground, Liang Yueyang next to him was covering his left shoulder with his right hand, his body was half arched, dust was flying around him.

"I'm curious as to why you didn't make a move." Liang Yueyang said in a deep voice, his drooping left arm was a little weak, he curled his fingers, and there was a light red lump spinning in his palm.

The old man still had a smiling expression, and sighed: "Sure enough, fortunately, I didn't have any impulsiveness. But young people, a word of advice, don't be too conceited. Your strength is just a racial advantage and power inheritance, and the disadvantages are obvious, right? ?”

Liang Yueyang slowly raised his eyelids, his hair covered one of his eyes, and the exposed one was indifferent.

"There's something under your feet!" Qiao Jin, who rushed over first, shouted loudly.

Yun Mao thought that this guy had something to do with him and wanted to run over to show his hospitality first, but what he said seemed to be serious.

"It's easy to say." The old man's black pupils were full of curiosity, "It's just a palm."

It was as if a train was approaching, and there were tremors under my feet.

"Strange, except for the one above me just now, I can feel the fluctuations of other cars." Qiao Jin tapped his chin with his fingers in confusion.

The old man glanced at him approvingly. Of course, this little trick was done by himself.

Liang Yueyang moved his eyes away, his knees softened, and suddenly he slapped the ground with his right hand.

A huge red arc encloses the three of them, and then centered on the power-emitting palm, lighter circles spread out in two directions, the sky and the ground, and the speed is so fast that people's eyes are misaligned.

Qiao Jin clearly saw a bus driving straight up from the ground. It seemed to be hit when it touched the circle. After backing up, the red circle exerted force again and overturned the bus.

In just two or three seconds, the tenth car was completely scrapped.

Liang Yueyang kept his posture and turned his head to look, the old man had disappeared without a trace.

"Ambush from all sides, there are heaven and earth in all directions." Yun Mao sighed, "It's really neat."

Qiao Jin's body had already recovered, and he approached Liang Yueyang without confidence: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Liang Yueyang closed his eyes for a second, then stood up calmly, "Let's go."

As soon as he said he was going to leave, Yun Maocai looked at his beloved sports car belatedly. It was pressed under by a large truck, and now he could only see the red buttocks. The color was still bright, but it was extremely bleak.

"My car~~~" Yun Mao stretched out his hand forward with a bitter face, "This is a limited edition!"

The trembling voice had an eerie feeling in the dark night.

"It's all you!" Yun Mao caught up with the two, staring at Qiao Jin with a pair of beautiful eyes, "You have to pay me!"

Qiao Jin heyed twice in embarrassment. Anyway, he was penniless, so he brazenly argued: "Why should it be counted on me? Obviously your master gave it up."

Yun Mao, who was dazzled by grief, didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but just to vent his emotions.He ran in front of Liang Yueyang in two or three steps, almost wiping away tears: "Master, can't you use this trick? My car has been made into several batches of sacrifices."

Liang Yueyang bit her lower lip calmly, to hide her guilty conscience, and only spoke about this incident: "I can't stop the eight cars rushing over."

Because the road is remote, the street lights only come on every few days, and the shadows of the three walking on the ground are very long.

Qiao Jin followed Liang Yueyang's footsteps slowly, keeping his eyes on him all the time, thinking of his red ears, suddenly curious, is this method targeted?

Yun Mao rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Master, did you freeze him into a fool? He has been staring at you and smiling from time to time. It's very weird. Don't Bewitched?"

"Handsome guy," Qiao Jin called from behind with a smile, "Is this because of Bianhuahua? Thank you for helping me. Now that this is the case, I will..."

"How dare you say it's a promise with your body!" Yun Mao turned her head and pointed her finger aggressively at Qiao Jin, with threats written all over her face, as if if she said these words, he would rush to fight.