508: C508 Tracking

C508 Tracking

Chung Qing quickly chased after him, but she saw that Yang Xuan's car was already out of the forbidden zone.

She quickly made a call.

"Director Chung, what is it?"

Yang Xuan said on the other side of the phone.

"Come back immediately!"

Chung Qing said loudly.

The person on the other end of the phone froze. "Why? Do you need a car? Didn't you agree to use a car just now? I really have something to do today."

"Also, there are other cars in the company. You can drive wherever you want. I'm taking a leave today."

Chung Qing was furious. What kind of nonsense was this!

"I will use your head!"

Chung Qing stomped her feet and said, "Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce sent you a Black Fiend paste and you ran out from the back. What are you trying to do!?"

Yang Xuan did not care and said, "It's just a broken card. I don't care what he does. Besides, didn't you guys just say that you want me to relax a little?"

"I'm going to have a simple meal with my friends. Besides, that card will only be activated after noon tomorrow. It's still early now."

"Let's do this first. The phone is going to run out of battery. I'm hanging up."

Du du - -

There was a busy sound from the other end of the phone. When Chung Qing called again, it had already indicated that she could not answer.

"This fellow, is there something wrong with your brain?"

Chung Qing was angry and angry.

Luckily, Yang Xuan's last sentence was correct.

There was a rule in the Black Evil note that it would only be officially activated after the date was marked on it.

So before noon tomorrow, Yang Xuan was still considered safe.

But even so, ordinary people would have been scared to the point of hiding long ago.

How could Yang Xuan, this hothead, drive around the streets and show off?

That Black Fiend paste was indeed useful.

Yang Xuan drove his car and saw several cars following behind him along the way.

These people were probably keeping watch. Once it was noon tomorrow, they would rush to take action.

He had just heard from Du Guotao that whoever killed the person who received the Black Fiend's invitation first would be able to receive a favor from the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce.

Getting a favor from the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce was much better than getting a sum of money.

In the Diannan, a single sentence from the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce could decide a person's life and death, and it could also make a person prosper.

Therefore, once the Black Evil paste was sent out, there would be countless people who would try to kill themselves with their heads held high.

For many people, this was a chance for them to jump over the dragon gate like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Yes, but this idea was quite good.

Yang Xuan nodded his head, thinking that if he asked the Profound Army Soldier to make a similar one later, it might have an unexpected effect.

When they were about to reach the Zhang family's villa, Yang Xuan suddenly had an idea.

He didn't care about the bullshit Black Fiend paste, but he couldn't bring any trouble to the Zhang family.

If these people who were watching saw him go to the Zhang family's residence, perhaps the Zhang family would be implicated as well.

Creak -

With a thought, Yang Xuan suddenly turned the car around and drove towards the back of the mountain.

The car following him quickly followed.

Along the way, Yang Xuan deliberately waved left and right, and more and more people noticed him.

At the foot of the mountain, there were already more than ten cars following him.

"If you want to play, I'll play with you guys."

Yang Xuan's lips curved into a playful smile.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly turned into the mountain road, meandering up the mountain road.

He had come to this mountain road once when he had just arrived in Diannan.

Qin Feng and the others were bored, so they drove the car up the mountain for a stroll. Yang Xuan also followed them around.

That was why they were very familiar with the terrain here.

Yang Xuan's car was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Sometimes it was left and sometimes it was right. He made a posture as if he wanted to get rid of the car at the back.

Sure enough, the car behind him was also fooled.

A few men with cold eyes were sitting in the front of the car.

"Old Dai, follow closely. Don't let this kid run away."

"This is a Golden Bodhisattva. After noon tomorrow, our brother will be able to make a meteoric rise!"

A person sitting in the back seat said to the driver.

The driver sneered and said, "You probably forgot what I used to do, right?"

The few of them were stunned and immediately laughed.

Old Dai was a professional driver before. It would be impossible to get rid of him!

"I'm really looking forward to it. I really want to be here at noon tomorrow. I can't wait any longer!"

One of them rubbed his hands. His eyes were full of stars.

Once tomorrow passed by noon, the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce would owe them a favor.

At that time, with this favor, they would be able to do whatever they wanted in Diannan.

"Why do you think the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce decided to post the post after noon tomorrow?"

"Isn't it good to set it at this time?"

Someone asked curiously.

"You don't know that, right?"

Old Dai drove the car and said lightly, "Have you guys forgotten what day tomorrow morning is?"

The few of them were stunned and immediately reacted!

The conferring ceremony!

Tomorrow was the time for Marshal Qilin to confer the conferring ceremony!

Everyone in Diannan knew that Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce had schemed to obtain the admission ticket for tomorrow.

Therefore, before that, they could not afford to cause any trouble.

Not only the Runnbaang Chamber of Commerce, but they also gave out orders in the pugilistic world.

Before the ceremony ended, none of the powers in the martial world could cause any trouble at this moment!

With this thought, it was not difficult to understand why they had set the time for the Black Fiend Bestowment to be after noon tomorrow.

"Old Dai, that car is speeding up. Hurry up and catch up!"

Someone suddenly shouted.

The blue Maserati in front suddenly accelerated.

Old Dai was calm and composed, "Hehe, don't be nervous, the person who can shake me off in this world is not even born yet!"

If Celestial Shadow and the others heard this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

There was a mission back then, and the enemy forces had dug a hole for Yang Xuan.

There were more than a dozen countries, and the elites of the top intelligence agencies had joined together to form a few hundred people.

At the same time, they started following Yang Xuan.

There were drones in the sky and the most advanced navigation system on the ground.

The people following him were hundreds of top-level intelligence elites in the world!

And they were in the Heavenly Network that they had set up long ago.

It was not an exaggeration to say that under such circumstances, even if they were monitoring a mosquito, they would not be able to fly out.

However, Yang Xuan just happened to be in this inescapable net, disappearing mysteriously as if he had vanished into thin air.

By the time they realized what had happened, Yang Xuan had already moved behind them and killed all of them!

In this world, only those who could follow Champion Marquis were still in their mother's womb!

If Yang Xuan wanted to get rid of these flies, it was naturally a very simple matter.

However, he was in a good mood today and wanted to have fun with these flies.

At the same time, he also wanted to teach them a lesson.2

At this time, they were already halfway up the mountain.

When they were about to reach the corner in front of them, Yang Xuan suddenly accelerated!

"Hehe, this kid's driving skills are not bad. He wants to use drifting to get rid of us at the corner!"

"But, does he think he's the only one who knows how to drift? Let's see if I can overtake him in front of us and kill this kid's spirit!"

Old Dai smiled playfully. At the same time, he increased the speed of the accelerator and drove forward quickly.

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