mayfly era

"You arranged it?" Chen Li's first reaction was to connect to the anti-revolutionary channel to question.

"What?" Counter-revolutionary was very dazed.

"So it wasn't arranged by you," he said, turning to the bong, "go ahead."

"Okay." The smoking gun speeded up, and the huge front of the giant truck slammed into the two small cars.

After all, the small car was flexible, so the soldiers immediately divided into two groups, one on the left and the other on the right to clamp the driver's cab of the giant truck.

"Where is this playing?" Chen Li frowned.

"There is a temporary bodyguard hired for me who doesn't think long." After learning about the situation, Fan Ge said to the two of them.

"It's fine if you let them bring weapons, but let them bring bodyguards?" Chen Li said.

"Hey, I didn't let it go."

"Old Yan, stop the car." Chen Li said.

Yan Qiang stopped the car as he said, and the two cars also stopped.

"Yes, with them, you will be ready in less than 10 minutes." The tone of the counter-revolutionary is more like watching the excitement and it's not too big a deal.

"What's the waste, I just kicked him out." With that said, Chen Li opened the door of the driver's cab and jumped down.

Chen Li walked to the side of the car in a few steps, knocked on the glass of the car, and there was a man wearing a full-body helmet inside.

"Hey, who is your master?" Chen Li said.

The helmet man said nothing.

"Oh, you're not in the car?" Chen Li said, smashing the bulletproof glass with a punch.

The helmeted man shrank his shoulders, probably the first time he saw such a fierce one.

Chen Li was even more violent. He directly inserted his fingers into the hole, broke off the entire glass of the car, and then reached in to pull the helmeted man out.

The shards of glass on the car window made the helmet man yelp, and he was still moaning after lying on the ground.

"I don't understand the rules." Chen Li's face was full of displeasure, and his voice was deep and angry.

He walked around the helmeted man and walked to the back compartment where the bazooka was mounted. His voice was not too loud, just enough to reach the helmeted man's external sound hole, "Military equipment, do you have a batch number? Don't use it for private use."

At this time, the helmet man from another car came over and took off his helmet in front of Chen Li. It was a long-faced woman with a very thin voice. She pointed to the helmet man on the ground and said, "We are only hired temporarily, and we are not Know who the employer is, but he's my brother."

"so what?"

"We will evacuate now, please don't make things difficult for us," the woman said.

Chen Li nodded in agreement, and the woman immediately picked up the man on the ground, and the two drove away in a hurry—even discarding the car and the gun inside that the man was driving before.

"Old smoke, they are dishonest." Chen Yue said to the smoke gun through the channel without returning to the cab.

"Then we won't go." Smoker responded calmly.

Chen Li opened the door of the carriage, and the stench from the human body mixed with industrial synthetic aroma rushed out, choking him so much that he wanted to close the door and leave immediately.

But things had to be resolved, so he had to bite the bullet and squeeze in.

"Everyone, now, send back all the gadgets you hired and brought, or the car won't move a single step." Chen Li's tone was calm and indifferent.

"Why? Are you a prison here? Am I a fucking prisoner?"

It was the man who asked for bodyguards again. He sweated greasyly in the car, and his whole body stinks.

"It's very simple, if we can't guarantee our own safety, we won't guarantee yours," Chen Li said.

"How do I know if you will take me to the oasis safely? This car doesn't even have a window." A middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes complained.

"Then you can get out of the car now, ma'am." Chen Li said coldly.

People began to quarrel with each other, not only with Chen Li, but also with each other.

"Don't waste any more time," someone urged.

"I want to protect my own safety." Someone retorted.

"What do you mean by your safety? Only your own safety is important?" Someone got angry at this.

"Stop arguing, now is not the time to quarrel." Some people discouraged.

Silent and always silent, when they opened their mouths but didn't close them, they were arguing with each other, and Chen Li stood in the middle with arms folded.

He looked up at the luggage rack where all kinds of weapons were placed majesticly, and suddenly found something very interesting, and he couldn't help but hook his mouth.

The quarrel lasted for nearly 10 minutes. Chen Li watched them arguing blankly. No matter how the group scolded him, he didn't bother to reply, because he had already finished what he wanted to say.

At this time, someone yelled, "Fuck, let's go, the second fortress is coming, and the line to the oasis will be blocked soon!"

There was an instant chaos in the car, the greasy man and the rich lady who had been clamoring just now fell silent, shrinking their necks like a quail, for fear of being accused as the culprit of delaying time.

"We will stop in Buffalo for four hours tonight," Chen Li said.

Immediately, people started shouting again, "buzzing", like coveted flies circling in a garbage dump.

"What to stop, we spent such an expensive ticket..."

"Don't stop, let's go, it's too late!"

"Yes, if you don't stop, you can reach the oasis eight hours earlier."

"Our time is precious, don't delay..."

"My mother also wants to rest, now you are delaying time!" Chen Li suddenly roared.

Like a thunderstorm that exploded in the sky, everyone was shocked by the instant outburst of anger and deterrence from this stern black-haired young man.

The rich people who were still arrogant just now were all at a loss, and the entire car was silent.

Chen Li turned around and left the car, and after locking the door, he returned to the driver's cab.

After sitting down, he pressed his chest, the smell in the car made his chest tight.

"I haven't heard you yell at anyone for hundreds of years." Yan Qiang reached out and rubbed his neck, then smoothed his back for him, "You yelled so fiercely, it sounded so good, I almost stood up and saluted."

"Get out, what is your hobby." Chen Li couldn't help laughing, and cursed.

"Hey, I don't know... Anyway, I was numb just now, and I couldn't feel better." Smoker said with a smile.

"Drive first." Chen Li cleared his throat again, and he felt that he had just split his vocal cords with a slap.

"Drink some water." The smoking gun handed Chen Li a half-full bottle.

Chen Li took a sip and frowned, "It smells like smoke."

"I told you to quit and you refused to let me quit, but now you dislike me, what do you mean?" Smoker said with a slight complaint while driving.

"Who dislikes you, I just... tell." Chen Li was a little speechless.

"Don't like it? Do you like to kiss me?" Smoker asked directly and rudely, and immediately restored his hooliganism.

Then he couldn't help turning his head to look at Chen Yue, with cautious expectation in his eyes.

Chen Li refused to let him go, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you think?"

"I think you like it, and you also like to hook me with your legs while kissing." Smoker replied shamelessly.

Chen Yue felt that he had fallen into a pit, and he dug it himself.

"Hey, don't be angry..."

As soon as the smoking gun turned its head, Chen Li pushed it back. He growled ferociously, "Drive your car."

But when Chen Yue has no desire to attack, no matter how fierce he is, he is just like a yawning beast with its mouth full of immature fangs.

"Go, I'll drive, the kind that doesn't look sideways." Smoking Gun said with a smile.

Chen Li snorted.

"Hey, when this is over, can I call you Xiao Ye too?" Smoker asked, his tone a little cautious.

Chen Li was puzzled, "Why?"

"It's fine if you don't like it."

"Say a reason."

"I heard your family call you that...I want to be your family too." Smoker whispered.

Chen Li thought of what he had said to him before the smoking gun, and his heart became wrinkled, a little hurt, and a little shaken.It's as if all the contents have turned into water, as if someone stabbed him with dr19 in the heart...

He always felt that he was very similar to Yan Qiang, but Yan Qiang's nostalgia for home made him feel distressed and unfamiliar.

For him, "home" was a place he always wanted to escape from. Inside the small brown-black door, there were all his childhood nightmares.

But Yan Qiang is always obsessed with "home", even if his dream home is just a disgusting lie.

"You, you are my family, always have been." Chen Li said a little jerky.

"Well, I know, we're all family."

"You can call me whatever you want."

Smoker's eyes lit up, "Anything is fine?"

"Call it whatever you want," Chen Li raised his lips slightly, "but I don't necessarily agree."

"You can be anything." Smoker yelled dissatisfied.

"It depends on my mood, whether you make me happy or... make me happier." Chen Li smiled unabated.

Smoker pondered this sentence for a moment, then laughed, "It's my pleasure to make you happy."

"When did you learn service etiquette?" Chen Li teased.

"One more skill and one more way out." Smoker said nonsense.

It was gradually getting dark, and when we arrived in Buffalo, it was already so dark that only the circle illuminated by the car lights could see things on the road.

Buffalo City is located at the junction of the north and the south, the humidity is obviously higher than the central city, and the temperature is slightly higher, like a piece of moss that has lost half of its moisture in the cold.

They parked the car in Buffalo, opened the doors of the carriages, and let the passengers go to the city for food and lodging by themselves, but they also told them that the departure time was three o'clock in the morning, and they drove on time without waiting for anyone.

Most of these rich people have never experienced any hardships. After this toss, many of the weak characters have red eyes. I don’t know how many times they cried on the road. There are also a few noble ladies and young masters crying to go home.

Of course Chen Li would not pay attention to them, and it would be a waste to say anything more.

Lao Yan was looking at the car, and he entered Buffalo City to buy two fast food meals, but as soon as eleven o'clock at night, Buffalo City had closed its doors.

Brown and green glass bottles hang from the eaves of the old-fashioned houses, which are jingled by the wind.Chen Li guessed that it should be used to store rainwater.

It seems that it is not easy to find a place to board and lodging here. Most of these delicate and frail rich people have to go back to the car for the night.

Chen Li knocked on the door of a small hotel. He waited at the door for a long time before a long-haired boy opened the door for him with a displeased face.

"Is there anything to eat?" Chen Li cut to the point.

The boy frowned, "What time is it, what to eat."

Why is this violent temper so familiar?Chen Li thought.

He ignored the young man's rude hospitality, but leaned half his body in and looked at the small hotel for a week.

"Your place is not warm and old, no wonder there is no business." Chen Li said.

The young man snorted coldly, "Who said I have no business here? I just drove away a batch of them, and I didn't pay attention to hygiene when I saw them. My body stinks."

When Chen Li thought that the group of rich people were humiliated by the young man in this way, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, what on earth do you want to do? Do you still want to eat?" The boy's voice was deep and fierce.

"Eat, pack me two...three servings." Chen Li said.

"Wait." The boy turned around and entered the small door behind the counter after he finished speaking.

Chen Li looked around. There was a cool smell of detergent in the air, the spotless floor, and the neatly arranged dining tables and chairs.

It is estimated that this little boss has a cleanliness habit, and Chen Li himself smells like motor oil, so he is not ashamed to sit down and just stands there waiting.

After a while, the boy came out with three heat-insulating plastic bags, and stuffed Chen Li with a childish face.

"Are you running this place alone?" Chen Li asked.

"No." The boy obviously didn't want to say more.

"How much?" Chen Li shook the plastic bag in his hand.

The boy waved his hand, "Forget it, get those people away quickly."

Chen Li nodded, not politely, turned and left with the meal bag in hand.