"Get in the car, what's wrong?"

He skillfully opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and started the engine. Zhou Li looked at the hesitant Ivy through the car window and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing? Didn't I agree to give you a ride?"

"Uh, no, where's the driver?"

Ivey looked around and after confirming that there were no strangers except himself, he started to sweat.

"I am."

Zhou Li wrote the words "What are you barking at?" on his face and asked incomprehensively: "What else? I'm not the driver, who is the driver?"

"Didn't Azi agree to hire a driver for you?!"

Aiwei asked Zhou Li with deep confusion, "Where is the driver? Where is the driver? Where are the people?"

"I was persuaded to quit."

When he mentioned this matter, Zhou Li suddenly felt very sad, "That brother is a good man, but it's a pity that he is not very good at driving and only dares to drive a hundred and three."

"All Tariq's magic vehicles have speed limit locks, the speed limit is 130!"

When Aiwei heard this, he asked in horror: "You don't usually drive faster than 130, do you? You don't secretly lift the speed limit lock? This is illegal!"

"Do I look like someone who knows the law and breaks the law?"

Zhou Li angrily took out the Tariq Road Law Encyclopedia from the car cabinet and threw it to Ivey, and then said to him: "Article 125, read."

Opening the road law, Aiwei followed Zhou Li's instructions and found the rule. He looked at the content above and slowly read: "Article 125 of the Tariq Road Law stipulates that no vehicle may be unlocked without permission."

It is illegal to lift the speed limit lock of a Maneng car without permission, and you will be punished with a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than one year but not more than three years, and your driver's license will be revoked."

"Then what?"

Ivey raised his head and asked in confusion: "Isn't it selfish for a brave man to unlock the restriction?"

"Oh, I really don't know this."

Zhou Li first looked like he had discovered a new world, then he waved his hand and said with disdain: "Do I need such a low-level word game? I'll ask you again, can you get in my car?"

"I really want you to give me a ride, but if you drive, I'm afraid I'll be sent a ride."

Aiwei waved his hand and rejected Zhou Li.

"Oh, then you think about how I broke the speed limit."

Zhou Li didn't waste any time talking to him. He stepped on the accelerator, and with the roar of the steel behemoth, the magic car, which represented Tariq's high-tech technology, flew out like a meteor. It was obvious that the speed of this car

It has exceeded one hundred and three, exceeding Tariq's endurance limit.

Then, Tariq saw a scene he would never forget.

Black mist, the black mist of the Black Emperor.

Purple light, the purple light of evil deeds and natural disasters.

Two beings who symbolize the pinnacle of power in this world are pushing the cart.

Yes, a cart.

To be precise, it was Zhou Li and Eluma who injected power into the vehicle, allowing the magic vehicle to add external power to the original basis, thereby breaking through the one hundred and three limit. But from the outside, they are just two

The mist transformed into human nature struggling to push a cart, that's all.

"Even the fog and light are not spared..."

Looking at the magic car going away, Ivey shook his head and said to Ain who had just led Kaya out: "We brave men can always come up with something new and unique for me."

"well?"

Ain tilted her head and looked at her brother who was feeling emotional for some reason. She looked at the cars going away and asked in confusion: "Didn't Mr. Zhou Li say he wanted to give us a ride?"

"I don't want to be burned to pieces."

Ivey shook his head and said with lingering fear: "It's better to take a taxi, at least one hundred and three."

???

Were you beaten stupid by me yesterday?

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"Tang, please sit next to me when the time comes. If they ask me any professional questions, you can remind me appropriately and I will answer them."

On the way, Zhou Li controlled the steering wheel and told Don Quixote: "When the time comes, you can tell me that I haven't looked at it for too long and I've really forgotten it, and then mutter a few words in a low voice. Also, when I'm about to fall asleep.

Please remind me, don't let me fall asleep while chatting with others, it's very rude."

"no problem."

As the most stable person in the entire team, Don Quixote always gives people a sense of peace of mind. Zhou Li nodded with satisfaction, looked at the rapidly retreating scenery, and sighed: "This cultural person is different.

Some art must be elegant art.”

"Actually, this isn't really high art."

After thinking for a moment, Don Quixote said to Zhou Li: "I still think that art has no distinction between high and low, there are just certain differences."

"Yes, I think so too."

Zhou Li suddenly became energetic and said with emotion: "Today's mainstream environment is not tolerant at all. For others, watching dramas, talking about music and playing sculptures is considered high art. Every time I discuss the dangers of atheism and feudalism with them, they look disgusted.

, it’s really too much.”

Are you sure they are disgusted and not afraid?

After understanding that Zhou Li's brain circuit had begun to mutate, Don Quixote chose to remain silent. As the theoretical darling of the gods, Zhou Li preached either atheism or equal rights all day long. Anyway, he was within the restricted area of ​​the gods.

Thomas's spin was frightening.

"arrive."

When the brakes sounded and the vehicle entered the central square, a majestic white marble building appeared in front of everyone. When Zhou Li and others got off the car, the eyes of the people standing in the central square were immediately attracted. Except for

Apart from the loud sound of Zhou Li's tail flick, the most important thing is the girl following him.

them.

It may be a common problem among time travellers, or it may be that Zhou Li is simply a normal man. Although he is a pure party lover, most of his companions are girls, and they have different styles.

Wei Juan's long hair in lake blue was tied into a trademark ponytail and fell behind her back. The nebula silver crown perfectly matched the girl's temperament. The blue background gold pattern and the crown collar dress engraved with stars set off Eluma's perfect figure.

She placed her right hand, which was adorned with platinum and sapphire, on Zhou Li's hand. Her elegant and beautiful face, and her gentle smile made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Behind her is Don Quixote, who is wearing a rose skirt and armor. His short fiery red hair is draped over his shoulders, and his pair of sharp eyes are full of heroism. The female knight stands beside Zhou Li, as if

Like a perfect marble sculpture, full of strength and feminine beauty.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this beautiful female knight is awe-inspiring and her strength is definitely not bad. What is even more eye-catching are the priceless equipment on her body and the bright medal on her chest. You must know that she can wear inlaid medals.

The strength behind people who have the Mithril Medal is terrifying.

Following in the footsteps of Don Quixote, Torea also left the magic car. What she is wearing today is the dress that the goddess of life gave her when she came to this world. This is a dress with a style that is more like that of desert people.

brocade satin dress, white satin collar

She wears a sleeveless satin gown, revealing the girl's perfect and white arms. The alternating stripes of sky blue and indigo are scattered on the complicated long skirt, and the lines of stars and moon, morning dew and light embody the two concepts of mystery and order.

It looks absolutely beautiful when worn on a long skirt.

"Why is your style of painting so different from ours?"

Wearing a standard black suit, Zhou Li rubbed his chin and looked at Torea up and down, wondering, "Aren't you hot?"

"I have a semi-eternal constitution. Unless the temperature is extremely high, I generally won't feel the heat."

Torea shook her head. She had no choice but to wear this pure dress. Eluma and Lin Ling had also dragged her to buy a lot of clothes before, but most of them were practical casual wear or sportswear.

This set of clothes is the only one that Torea wears on formal occasions.

Of course, she also has another piece of clothing that can also be worn on formal occasions, but there may be something wrong with that piece of clothing. For example, it is called the Magnum Female General Uniform.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhou Li waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow him. Maybe Tariq advocated frugality, or maybe it was a bit unaffordable for Helinen to book a theater, so they sat in the box to watch the play this time.

Arriving at the entrance of the theater, after showing the tickets that Herrinin gave him, the group was led by the receptionist to the luxurious box. And Herrinin had been waiting for a long time.

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Brave."

After hearing the knock on the door, Herinen stood up and shook hands with Zhou Li with a smile on his face. At this time, he also saw Eluma, Don Quixote and Torea next to Zhou Li.

The smile never diminished and he said: "Welcome to you, all beautiful ladies."

"May you be like the four seasons, Mr. Herrinen."

Eluma bowed slightly, smiled and gave a perfect salute. Don Quixote and Torea on the side performed a ceremony similar to a military salute, because they were the commanders of Zhou Li's army.

, so there is no need to salute.

"Lorka needs to inspect the area near the airport today, so he will have to be absent today."

After explaining to Zhou Li, Helinen welcomed everyone into their seats. Just as everyone was sitting down, Tia, who had just washed her hands, opened the door and entered. After seeing Torea and Don Quixote

Behind the figure, a surprise smile suddenly appeared on the face of this simple-minded girl.
To be continued...