Five cars were speeding in the wilderness in the wasteland west of the city. The sky was covered with dark clouds and no stars could be seen. Seems extremely depressing. The leading car was Wu Qi. Only he knew that place, so naturally he had to lead the way. Ye Feng's car followed at the back.
"Old Ye, why is that one-eyed man called Wu Qi, Wu Chopsticks?"
"Isn't he the leader of your immortal chat group? Shouldn't you know better than me?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
“To be honest, I just joined the group, less than 3 days ago.”
Ye Feng almost choked at the fat man's words. The steering wheel turned crooked and the car almost rolled over. Fortunately, Ye Feng turned the steering wheel back in time. The car in front saw this change through the rearview mirror. It slowed down and seemed to stop to check the situation behind it. After seeing Ye Feng's car returned to normal, the car did not stop and picked up speed again.
"How dare you join the group for only three days and get involved in this kind of shady activity."
If Ye Feng hadn't been unable to free his legs, he would have been so angry that he really wanted to kick the fat man to death.
"Dark nest?" the fat man asked puzzledly
"Have you ever heard of Lama Jia? It is to organize a group of local masters to steal mu. The person who is summoned is called Lama in slang, and the organizer is called Chopsticks, so we have the term Jia Lama."
"You mean those four people are horse thieves?"
"Judging from the calluses on their palms, they were caused by long-term use of Luoyang shovels. They deliberately avoided shaking hands with me to say hello, maybe they wanted to hide this. But I still saw their palms the moment they opened the door. Coupled with the smell of the underground on their bodies, although they should have taken a shower before coming here, the smell of being underground for many years cannot be washed away."
"You have such a bad nose, Lao Ye" the fat man gave a thumbs up
"Fuck you, uncle, you are a dog," Ye Feng scolded with a smile, "Plus they can say dirty things about holding Lama's chopsticks. Based on these three points, the probability that they are wood thieves is extremely high, and the same is true for the one named Wu Qi. He must be a horse thief. He has no calluses on his hands. He must have some status in that circle. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to make chopsticks and wouldn't have to go to the ground himself."
The fat man was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"Those named Wang Yuan and Jiang Xin are not horse thieves, but they are drug addicts. The evidence is that when I greeted them, although they deliberately hid their sleeves and restrained their movements, they would still subconsciously scratch the inside of their elbows and the shirt outside. You can see Xingxu's blood stains on it, which explains why they are wearing pink shirts as a couple. They are probably drug addicts who have no money. It is definitely not a good person to follow a desperado like Equisetum to make some money."
"As for Jiang Yu and Ren Xiaojin, I can't see through it, but those who can follow such a team to the wilderness at night are definitely not good men and women."
In fact, there was one thing that Ye Feng didn't say, that is, the man named Jiang Yu was not an ordinary person, but a monk in the physical training realm. And the level is not low. I don’t say it just because I can’t tell the fat man.
"Then Lao Ye... let's drive back and escape." The fat man's voice trembled with fear.
"It's useless. Those cars in front have been paying attention to us from the beginning. Just now when our car encountered a problem, they immediately slowed down and planned to stop to check the situation. I think as soon as we show signs of escaping, they will immediately Turn around and kill us.”
"And Wu Qi has been avoiding the mainland from the beginning, taking detours back and forth. The compass has become ineffective since arriving in this wilderness."
"..." The fat man took out the compass at this time and found that the pointer kept spinning randomly.
"What should we do, Lao Ye?" the fat man asked
Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng handed the fat man a pistol.
"Use it for self-defense in critical moments. Remember not to shoot unless absolutely necessary. Bullets in the gun are always more deterrent than bullets fired out. If you don't know how to shoot, once someone discovers that you have fired, you will not shoot accurately. That’s when the pistol is really useless.”
The fat man took the gun, fumbled with it carefully, smiled, and slowly pointed the black muzzle at Ye Feng.
"Aren't you afraid that I will shoot you suddenly now?" A ferocious smile appeared on the fat man's face.
Ye Feng did not turn his face to look at the fat man, but said calmly after a moment: "You are my friend, I trust you."
"Tch, Lao Ye, you are so boring. I thought I could get back the money you used to trick me."
"Are you kidding me?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.
"You have been attacking my pure ideal of cultivating immortals in novels before. Aren't you kidding me?"
"..." Ye Feng was speechless for a long time and sighed.
"Fat man, really don't read those novels."
. . .
In the car of the horse thief in the motorcade, the one-eyed man was sitting at the back of the car with his eyes closed and concentrating. The fat horse thief next to him had the gun.
The co-pilot sitting in the front seat, a tattooed horse thief, said: "Boss, that old boy can't play tricks on us, taking us around for so long."
At this time, the one-eyed man opened his eyes and said with a fierce look: "He doesn't have the guts to play tricks on us."
"That's right," the thin man driving the car agreed, "Don't look at how great he is bragging about on the road. He is a descendant of the Wu family of the old nine families. When it comes to the land, it's not our boss who has the final say."
The fat man behind kicked the driver in front of him in the back seat and cursed, "Concentrate on driving your car."
The one-eyed man said: "Of course you have to give some face to the old Wu family of the Nine Sect if you are messing around on the road. After all, he is the one who knows where the place is. Bear with me now. If you really disobey me when you get there, Then do him”
"Boss" the tattooed man said, "Wu Chopsticks said that it really takes the blood of four people to open the door. Is that true?"
The boss nodded and said, "The old man told me this before I came here. It shouldn't be false. Otherwise, why do you think I will take those outsiders to the place and kill all 4 men? Leave 2 women behind for my brothers." Let's be happy"
The fat man said: "Don't compete with me for anyone wearing a peaked cap that I want."
With a slap, the one-eyed man slapped the fat man to the bottom of the car.
“I really treat myself like a clown”
The fat man covered his face and got up, "I'm sorry, boss, it's all yours."
. . .
At the same time, Jiang Yu drove the car and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be quite popular." Jiang Yu's hearing was extremely sensitive because of the special body-building skills inherited from his family. However, this Ren Xiaojin was not a monk, but his hearing was not weak at all. Naturally, I overheard the conversation in the horsethief's car.
Suddenly, he saw a dark muzzle sticking out from under Ren Xiaojin's peaked cap, pointing straight at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu said with a panicked expression: "Okay, Miss, I won't say anything anymore, but in the final analysis, why do you have to follow me to this dangerous place? Uncle Ren called me specifically to tell me to take care of you."
It looked like Jiang Yu was in any panic, he was just pretending.
"But that man named Ye Feng, I underestimated him before. He is considered a talent. Why don't you consider taking the exam... I won't say anything anymore and put away the gun."
"Well, he's just too ugly."
In the car at the end of the motorcade, Ye Feng couldn't help but sneeze.
