Even if you are alone.

…

The cloud chariot roars.

Bai Yu is racing.

It turns out that the old man has also studied vehicles, and his driving skills are quite good. The drifting around corners one after another keeps the adrenaline secreted.

"I am even more impressed by you, old man."

Bai Yu murmured to himself, turning his gaze sideways, as if he could see a handsome middle-aged man sitting next to him, his lips raised in a very helpful manner.

Although it is the projection of the heroic spirit, and although it can no longer be seen now, Bai Yu can feel how high-spirited and heroic this old man was when he was young.

This similar heroic spirit also fermented rapidly under his chest and continued to accumulate.

Although this is not something that belongs to Baiyu itself, the feeling left behind is real, just like a finger touching the water surface, the running water will not change, but the fingertips will become moist and the touch will remain.

Bai Yu knew very well where the headquarters of the Baichuan Group was located.

There are hints.

Three hours later, it took him nearly half the time to arrive even though he was driving at top speed.

Because the place where the Baichuan Group hides is not located in the city at all, but in a villa in the mountains in a nearby town. There seems to be some kind of organ selling market there, as well as a secretly hidden casino.

Before the car broke down completely, he drove all the way to the vicinity of the villa.

Looking at the main entrance of the villa directly ahead, Bai Yu held the steering wheel.

Lift the cigarette case with your right hand, clap your left hand, throw up the cigarette, open your mouth and bite the cigarette filter.

He fired a shot into the sky and lit a cigarette with the muzzle of the gun.

He didn't have the habit of smoking, but at this moment he suddenly wanted to take a puff, and since he wasn't using his own body, it wouldn't be a big deal if he took two puffs.

The car that was almost falling apart also made a low roar like a dying horse. If it also had a soul, I wonder if it would feel high at this time.

"Get ready, bastards."

Ren Xia let out a breath of white mist: "Your grandpa, the god of death, is here."
Chapter completed!