You Are My Wings

After that, Luo Yongxiang turned around and left, ready to leave.

At this moment, the man with the hook nose said with a gloomy expression, "Just because of you, you are not qualified to ask that gentleman to take the initiative to visit."

This is a very contemptuous remark, and a group of young and dangerous boys can't bear it anymore.

However, Luo Yongxiang remained calm and calm, without any pause in his steps.

He didn't even bother to say a word, and got into the car directly.

When the rest of the young and the bewildered saw the boss leaving, they all followed.

Before leaving, someone raised the middle finger to the man with the hook nose, all kinds of threatening words and warnings.

The man with the hook nose stood in the middle of the street with an indifferent expression, watching Luo Yongxiang's motorcade leave without saying a word, and being pointed at by the onlookers.

After a few seconds, he took off the black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Then, the man stood sluggishly on the street for a while, before his body jolted as if he had woken up.

Looking at the scene around the street, he looked astonished, and said in the purest Cantonese, "Where is this? Why am I here?"

At the same time, in the car where Luo Yongxiang was, the driver in the driver's seat suddenly took out a black sunglasses from his pocket with a dull expression.

Stiff and weird, the driver slowly put on the sunglasses.

Then, the driver's temperament changed drastically in an instant.

Originally a young and bewildered boy who was highly valued by Luo Yongxiang, but now he has a gloomy temperament.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of Luo Yongxiang in the back seat.

"Ba close?" Luo Yongxiang asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly wearing sunglasses while driving?"

The driver in the driver's seat was wearing sunglasses, looking at the front with a gloomy expression, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and the corner of his mouth evoked an indifferent arc.

"Meet again, Boss Luo."

It's still lame Mandarin, with a heavy foreign accent, exactly the same as the man in sunglasses with the hook nose before.

The moment he heard the other party's opening, Luo Yongxiang's expression changed and he realized something.

"You...you're not Bahai!"

The driver sneered, kicked the accelerator, the car carrying Luo Yongxiang hurried out, the speed quickly increased to [-] yards, almost turned into a gust of wind, ran two red lights in a short time in a row, over ten Five cars.

The hurricane's speed brought a huge sense of oppression. Luo Yongxiang sat in the back seat with a stiff expression, clutching the things around him with both hands, and roared, "Who the hell are you?"

Speeding to eighty yards in a busy downtown area is almost suicidal.

However, the driver was still indifferent and calm, his eyes could not be seen under the black sunglasses, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth showed that everything was still under the control of the other party.

"Who am I?" The driver repeated Luo Yongxiang's question to himself, and then answered with a sneer, "Of course I'm the one who came to pick you up! Luo Yongxiang, Mr. Park wants to see you, you dare to refuse, you The shelf is huge!"

Luo Yongxiang tried his best to calm down, looked at the driver in front of him with a sullen expression, and said, "What Mr. Park? I don't know a Korean named Park!"

"It's okay, it's enough for Mr. Park to know you," the driver said with a sneer, "and your daughter will be there too, so you can talk about your father-daughter friendship. Mr. Park has wanted to meet your father and daughter for a long time. ."

Luo Yongxiang was finally angry this time.

"I warn you, if you have anything to do with me, don't touch my daughter!"

Roaring angrily, Luo Yongxiang pulled out a black pistol, and the muzzle directly hit the back of the driver's head, "Believe it or not, if I shoot down, you will shoot your head?!"

The driver whistled and hissed softly, "You better go to sleep first. When you wake up, you can see your daughter."

This sentence seems to have some kind of weird magic power, and Luo Yongxiang's expression, who was originally angry, became dull in vain.

Then, the hand holding the gun also fell down weakly.

Eventually the whole person fell asleep in the back seat.

In the whole car, only the driver wearing sunglasses sneered and drove the car in an unknown direction.

Chapter 210 Sunglasses are the body (three more)

Sham Shui Po, once one of the most prosperous and lively areas in Hong Kong, is now dilapidated and dilapidated.

The rich live in Repulse Bay and the poor live in Sham Shui Po. This is almost the most striking polar contrast in Hong Kong.

Compared with the prosperity of other urban areas, the chaos and dilapidation of the old urban area in Sham Shui Po cannot be concealed.

The mixed environment of fish and snakes is very suitable for some unscrupulous outsiders to hide.

In the main room that was temporarily cleaned, Lin Zeyu looked at the three-dimensional combat map belonging to Sham Shui Po in front of him and said nothing.

The sand table prototypes of houses formed entirely by virtual blue light intertwined in mid-air seem to be a miniature version of Sham Shui Po.

And on the virtual combat map, there are many small red dots, which represent the ability users of the 51st round.

Now these red dots are densely packed, distributed at various intersections in Sham Shui Po, large and small, waiting for the final strangulation order.

And their goal is the enemy hidden in the middle of these dilapidated wooden houses - the pillar of the gods.

This time, the Pillars of the Gods sent most of the force of the Asian branch to Hong Kong.

Although the "devil king" Yaden has disappeared without a trace since the Liangcheng incident not long ago, but the pursuit of Bureau 51 has continued.

In half a month, the relationship between Bureau 51 and the Pillars of the Gods has almost deteriorated to the freezing point in history.