I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

Guiming was really convinced, at this critical juncture, Xiang Fazhou was still in the mood to entangle with him over such trivial matters.

He was the one who was in a hurry, and Xiang Fazhou didn't worry about Bi Yufang's safety at all. What kind of plastic room friendship is this between them...

"Whatever you say is what you say." He was very perfunctory, trying to get rid of this topic.

"I am."

"Yes yes yes." Childish or not, big brother.

Gui Ming felt a little helpless, who were the people in his team, he raised his head and looked forward.

Xiang Fazhou's legs turned into black long-haired giant claws, and Gui Ming was carried on his back. He could feel the fluffy hair on the back of Xiang Fazhou's neck, which made people want to rua.

Guiming felt that some of his classmates were following him, but he couldn't see them, he just felt a chill down his back, as if someone was blowing air-conditioning on him.

Xiang Fazhou's giant claws have a strong grip, he just grabbed the wall and climbed over the alley, climbing towards the higher place on the other side. Guiming couldn't help but strangled Xiang Fazhou's neck with his hands, It was his little strength that didn't hurt Xiang Fazhou, he didn't even make a sound.

When he climbed to the middle of the tall building, Xiang Fazhou's claws grabbed the gap of the glass curtain wall. It was already very high now, at least Gui Ming didn't dare to look down. If Xiang Fazhou slipped his hand a little, it would be really It's embarrassing.

Then Xiang Fazhou sniffed the air with his nose, as if he smelled something, he started running towards a certain place.

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When Fang Xianyi threw the smoke bomb, he expected that someone would chase him, but he was not unprepared.

He ran out of the alley, and when Bi Yufang chased him out, Fang Xianyi happened to get into a car. He opened the car window and waved at Bi Yufang, trying to appreciate Bi Yufang's panicked look, but Bi Yufang barely After a pause, he chased after him.

Just kidding, did he think he could run past cars?

Fang Xianyi withdrew his head from the window, and threw out a expressionless expression to the driver: "Drive faster."

The driver turned his head to the side: "How did you expose it so quickly, and what is that guy?"

Fang Xianyi said in a slightly interesting tone, with one leg raised, and his hands hanging on the back of the chair, looking a little lazy: "The group of idiots provoked a group of bosses, a class full of ghosts , pretending to be students, they want the room cards in the hands of those students..."

The driver smiled and said, "I thought it was a few simple students, but I didn't expect him to be the boss of the group? This is really bad luck." He looked out from the back of the audition: "This guy is really close, you don't want to give up. This hatred value is quite high, did you kill them?"

Fang Xianyi's face became a little unhappy, and his tone was not as qualitative as before, and he threw out two simple and clear words: "No."

Head turned to the side.

The driver was a little surprised: "What's going on? This is not your style."

Fang Xianyi: "I was exposed by a brat."

The driver let out an "oh shit" and felt a little gloating: "You have today too."

Fang Xianyi kicked the back of the chair: "Drive faster, people will catch up to you, let's see if you can still smile!"

The driver gave a disdainful "heh": "Wouldn't it be better to catch up? A kid who is not too old, isn't he throwing himself into a trap?"

Fang Xianyi: "Didn't you hear what I just said, there are more than one..." As soon as the words fell, a bloody hand was pressed on the back of the car window.

driver:"……"

Fang Xianyi didn't even move his eyebrows: "What did I say?" He took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket as he spoke, and patted the talisman paper on the place where the palm print was, and the palm print disappeared instantly.

The driver opened his mouth and said: "I said you should use it carefully, there are not many left."

Fang Xianyi was impatient: "Shut your mouth, open it faster!"

Bi Yufang in the rearview mirror jumped onto the back of a moving car, and was jumping towards them one by one.

Driver: "You are underestimating my name as Qiu Mingshan Riding God." He slammed the steering wheel while talking, and actually started a big ride in the one-way lane, and the car behind him braked suddenly and stopped. The horn sounded one after another, and the driver dismissed these sounds with a "haha" and stepped on the accelerator to drive in the opposite direction.

More and more cars had to press the brakes to stop to avoid him because of his actions. Some cars even hit other cars because they braked too fast and couldn't dodge. Bi Yufang had to stop to stop other cars. To avoid a series of car accidents.

Looking at the scene in the rearview mirror, the driver laughed loudly: "Hey - this little monster is still a traffic boy, let him maintain traffic law and order for a while, let's slip away first."

As soon as he finished laughing, blood began to ooze from the front of his car window, which prevented him from seeing the scene ahead, and the driver quickly shouted: "Fang Xianyi!"

Fang Xianyi sneered, stretched out his long hand, and a talisman was photographed on the back of the driver's car. The driver only felt refreshed, and the scene ahead immediately returned to normal.

He was a little surprised: "How do you know that something is wrong with me, not the window?"

Fang Xianyi raised his eyes and looked at the car window that didn't have any blood stains at all, and touched his mouth up and down: "I only have one left."

The driver cursed, and started to accelerate towards the expressway, saying, "These brats are so annoying. Didn't you collect some Buddhist scriptures for salvation? Try to recite them?"

Fang Xianyi kicked the back of the driver's seat.

The driver was a little puzzled: "Why are you kicking me again?"

Fang Xianyi was too lazy to look at him, put his hands on the back of the chair and looked out the window: "...It's useless."

Driver: "No way, isn't it the Buddhist scriptures of an expert?"

Fang Xianyi looked at the high-rise buildings outside the window: "I can't use it, I don't have a Buddha heart."

Driver: "..." He began to curse again: "What kind of broken book is this? You need a Buddha's heart to exorcise ghosts. It's good if you don't have a murderous heart. What kind of Buddha's heart do you need?"

Then he said hastily: "Why is that kid like a psoriasis, he can't get rid of it!" Bi Yufang who saw the rearview mirror did not know when he was on top of a car again, looking at them from afar .

Fang Xianyi didn't look back, his eyes seemed to be fixed outside the window, and his mouth curled up: "...that kid is here too."

Outside the window, I saw a young man riding a huge mandrill with long hair all over his body. The mandrill grasped the railing on the expressway with four claws and leaped fast. The young man's eyes met him through other vehicles.

It was Guiming.

Before the driver could react, he turned his head to look at Fang Xianyi's gaze, but saw nothing: "What kid? What are you talking about?"

Fang Xianyi ignored him, because Guiming and the mandrill did not run towards them in a hurry, but paused on the spot for a while, then Guiming bowed his head and said a few words to the mandrill, before disappearing from Fang Xianyi's sight.

"What's wrong with you?" The driver was a little panicked: "Don't you still have a talisman, put another one for yourself, don't get hit by it."

Fang Xianyi then turned his head, his brows were furrowed, Gui Ming's disappearance made him feel very bad, he suddenly realized something: "Quick! Turn around!"

Driver: "You are crazy, this is a high speed, the car behind has no time to brake, turning around is courting death!"

As soon as he finished yelling, he made a fuss, because the road ahead was actually blocked, a huge truck was blocking the middle of the road, and the other cars slowed down and stopped. Gui Ming rode a mandrill and strolled slowly on the truck compartment , as if waiting for him to hit him.

The driver immediately cursed: "What the hell is this!"

Now he had to turn around if he didn't turn around. He started to change gears, stepped on the clutch, and spun the turntable crazily. However, Bi Yufang behind him was no longer caught off guard by his sudden turn as before, and he pulled away directly. He got out of the car door, dragged the driver out, and then kicked the car forward, causing the driver to turn the steering wheel sharply to try to avoid it.

At this time, Fang Xianyi couldn't calm down any more, cursed "grass", and immediately grabbed the handle on the window with both hands, and then, the car spun around and hit a side railing in a circle on the road.

Fang Xianyi's forehead was covered with blood, he endured the pain and sneered, "Qiu Mingshan Chariot God? Huh?"

The airbag popped out suddenly, hitting the driver's nose sorely. He held back tears and said, "You fucking bastard! I won't let you go even if I die! I shouldn't have come to help you if you killed me!" You bastard!"

Fang Xianyi reached out his hand to wipe off the falling blood, with a smile on his face: "This is really the end, where are our people?"

The driver struggled to free one arm from the airbag, and a bunch of fireworks were released from his hand. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a burst of yin, and his arm immediately lost consciousness, which made him yell. : "Amulet! Fang Xianyi! Give me another amulet!"

Fang Xianyi raised his eyes to look at him, and said weakly, "No, I lied to you just now."

"Grass mud horse, Fang Xianyi, you bastard—"

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On the other side, the person who saw the fireworks was watching the scene from a distance with a binoculars, turned his head and said to the other person: "Boss, are you really going to save him?"

The person next to him didn't speak, and held a binocular in one hand. After a while, he said: "...It's not worth it."

"But Xiaoyi is your younger brother!"

"I don't have a brother who is such a waste. If you want to save it, just go and save it." The man put down the binoculars in his hand and stuffed it back into the sleeve hanging on his belt: "He said he wanted to go out and spy on him by himself." Intelligence, all of this is his own choice."

"Boss! Xiaoyi is really unlucky this time, those monsters are not difficult to deal with, Longting and I go there, two people are enough!"

The man did not speak.

So the person who spoke before threw out a wooden sign from his arms, with the word "right picture" outlined in silver characters on it: "Boss, you can treat me as dead, if I fold it in too, you don't have to come out Take care of me. I watched Xiaoyi grow up, you don't care about him! I'll take care of him!"

"Longting!"

The person whose name he called responded. He was a strong man with tangled muscles. He had thick hair, thick black eyebrows, and was silent. When he was called, he just turned his head in the direction of the man.

A man in leather gloves reaches for a telescope on his waistband.

Youtu shouted again: "Longting!" Longting still didn't respond, he said angrily: "If you don't go, I will go alone!"

The man said slowly: "He told you to go, so you can go."

Long Ting nodded towards the man, and followed You Tu.

The man stood on the roof, watching the scene on the highway from a distance, and said calmly: "Go, contact other passers-by, and say that we originally wanted to make a deal with them."