C15 (1/2)

At the highway in the sea, an extended version of the Lincoln sped through the air.

This extended version of the Lincoln was quite rare on ordinary roads, and it was usually used to greet distinguished guests at major ceremonies or as a wedding car.

Inside the car, Duan Hong held a glass of wine in his hand as he drank from it. The wine that was placed inside Yan Xiaowen's car was not bad.

Last night, after dinner, the two people with excess energy packed their luggage and sat in the Lincoln. Furthermore, Yan Xiaowen had specially found a driver for them in the Golden Cauldron.

< p > This kind of car isn't suitable for you to drive.

While he praised Yan Xiaowen for his thoughtfulness, he generally asked if there was enough food in the carriage.

Yan Xiaowen endured his heartache and asked Lao Liu, the driver of the car, to bring out a few bottles of the eighty-two year old red wine and give it to Hehe. At the same time, he also gave him two boxes of Cuban cigars.

Before Yan Xiaowen left, he gave Duan Hong two phones as a way to contact him.

It was light enough for the Lincoln to be on the highway from Cusu to the sea, and it was estimated that it would reach its destination by the afternoon.

After leaving home for six years, the sea would only be a small county. Duan Hong's heartache quickened, and he couldn't wait to return home!

Pirlo's blue eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the display screen that depicted Duan Hong and Oak's battle. It was very brief, and only lasted for more than three seconds, but he had already looked at Duan Hong's moves more than a hundred times, continuously replaying them in slow motion.

< p > ”Which one of you can beat him?”

Pirlo stirred the coffee in his cup and looked at the row of muscular men in front of him. They all came from Siberian Training Camp and were training in Pirlo's private training grounds.

Seeing that the group in front of him were all lowering their heads, Pirlo used the coffee cup in his hand to smash it onto the television monitor, and scolded: ”Fuck, trash! You bunch of pigs, other than eating, what else can you do? What use do I need you for? ”

Ferdinand ran in from outside, holding a stack of information in his hand, and said submissively: ”Master, I found a person, he should be able to beat that Devilish Eater.”

”Oh, my dear Ferdinand, you wouldn't tell me that this is America's grill fire, right? I said before that we can't use this kind of power in combat, it's just like a ferocious lion hunting wild rabbits. It doesn't have any passion.”

”Master, I swear with my life that they are not the fire of the grill in our country. They are from the east, and they have a power hidden in the shadows. In the Eastern language, they are called ninjas.”

Pirlo took the documents from Ferdinand's hands and opened up a few pages.

Duan Hong sneezed three times in the car, rubbed his nose, and cursed, ”Who the hell is cursing me?”

After which, he opened the window.

A hot wind blew into the car. It was damn hot.

Duan Hong spat out a mouthful of red wine.

While complimenting Yan Xiaowen for his thoughtfulness, he generally asked if there was enough food in the carriage.

< p > ”Hu!”

A red Audi TT sped by, the red wine all over the front windshield of the TT.

< p > ”Chi!”

The TT suddenly slowed down, causing the car to sway and almost crash into the Lincoln.

Duan Hong was shocked. He immediately pulled his head back and closed the window, but his head kept looking outside through the window.

Seeing Duan Hong's eyes fixated on the outside, Li Rou looked over curiously as well. He noticed that the TT had steadily caught up to him. Through the window, he could vaguely see that it was a woman driving.

While complimenting Yan Xiaowen for his thoughtfulness, he generally asked if there was enough food in the carriage.

While complimenting Yan Xiaowen for his thoughtfulness, he generally asked if there was enough food in the carriage.

Duan Hong saw that the drop of red wine that he had vomited was still on the windshield of the TT car. Usually, children who did something wrong wouldn't dare to open the window.