Eight seconds later, Yang Song successfully reached the top of the mountain.

After extinguishing the heat, Yang Song took out a cigarette from his bag, slowly took out a lighter and lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and finally spit out a gorgeous circle of eyes.

Looking at the last bend of the winding mountain road, after a while, Yang Song finally saw a car coming quickly.

The reason why Yang Song rode the Suzuki Falcon forward quickly was entirely because the owner of the car had been following Yang Song for a long time. Before coming to the bar, the owner of the car had already followed Yan Gong San's girl.

The car that followed was a silver-white Porsche, which was very fast. The driver's skills were absolutely extraordinary when he could run to such an ordinary car. On the way from the bar street to here, Yang Song had secretly gestured with him several times, but the owner of the car could always follow Yang Song's Suzuki Falcon, not surpassing or falling behind. This shows that this driver was definitely not covered.

When he arrived in front of Yang Song heavy motorcycle, Porsche did not slow down and drove the car to Yang Song with a gorgeous tail-swinging hand, facing Yang Song's Suzuki Falcon's front, looking hostile.

The spring breeze is said to be a very comfortable kind of wind, but it is a little bleak at this time, like the autumn wind. It is only 10 o'clock in the morning. The sun is not very strong at this time in spring, and the shadows of the surrounding branches are so gloomy. There is no one else on the top of the mountain except Yang Song and Porsche, which looks very empty, and there is also a kind of autumn bleakness inside.

"Bang!!!"

The door of the Porsche was opened, and a man who was extremely enchanting but exuded a murderous aura from the car was removed from the car. The man's facial features were extremely delicate, with slightly pale cheeks, long and narrow eyebrows, thin and soft lips, pretty nose, and even no masculinity on his body, because the man's Adam's apple was not very obvious.

The man wearing it was extremely weird, with a white suit, white shirt, white leather shoes and white socks, and even in this spring when it was not cold, he was wearing a pair of nearly transparent white gloves on his hands.

The beautiful man got out of the car and walked towards Yang Song with a frost on his face. Yang Song rested casually on the heavy motorcycle, but his eyes narrowed and ready to go.

"You're still back." When Yang Song was five meters away, the man stopped and looked at Yan Gong who was not far away, although he was fucked by a woman, a trace of contempt was touching the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Yang Song stood up straight, his tone a little low.

The sentence "kill you" is a man's attack signal. Before he could finish this sentence, the man attacked him.

The lingering sound of the word "you" just left the man's mouth, and the man had already rushed over. The distance of five meters seemed so insignificant, and the man had already crossed it in just 0.3 seconds.

The man's white figure seemed to suddenly appear in the ghost during the day. It flashed in a flash and appeared in front of Yang Song. His hands with gloves grabbed the Tianhe hole on Yang Song's head. If this place was caught by a man, then the blood in Yang Song's body would immediately stop flowing. At that time, the body would not have any ability to resist. If you want to kill or cut, it depends on the man's mood.

With a sneer, Yang Song supported his hands back, and with the help of the car body Ji Tian jumped up in the air, kicking towards the man who was rushing towards the high speed, one inch long and one inch stronger. The man in white stopped running forward as soon as he narrowed his steps, and stood firm in place beyond the physical inertia. His hands turned into buckles, and grabbed the foot that Ji Tian kicked.

Yang Song's legs swayed and his waist was pressed. Yang Song went to the other side of the heavy motorcycle, and he was separated from the man in white to stand a heavy motorcycle.

"Silly, you are still so unreal." Yang Song stood on the other side and compared the middle finger to the man in white on the other side of the heavy motorcycle.

"Just the beginning." The man in white used a little force on his right foot, and he jumped up with the help of the heavy locomotive and swept towards Yang Song with the advantage of the heavy locomotive.

Yang Song bent his knees slightly, and then his body quickly retreated, avoiding the attack of the man in white. After taking a step back, Yang Song kicked the man in white to rush toward the man in white. However, the white suit on the man in white was blown up by the strong wind and could not react the same way with his body. Yang Song kicked the man in white on the back of the suit.

He looked down and saw the gray footprints. The man in white suddenly had an astonishing evil spirit. At this moment, he became like an angry lion. He roared out from the throat of the man in white. He pulled off the white suit that was dirty by Yang Song, and rushed towards Ji Tian with a desperate attitude.

The man in white did not act like this because he had a cleanliness obsession, but because he was pursuing perfection too much. Yang Song always knew this.

The man in white who looked so gentle, turned out to be so fierce once he became violent. His fists were smashing towards Ji Tian like a storm. One punch passed quickly and one punch harder, Yang Song had to fight him hard, and he had no chance to fight back. After a few strokes, Yang Song's arm became sore. His body was also forced by the attack of the man in white, and he retreated step by step.

"I'm x, damn sissy, are you crazy?" Ji Tian yelled at the man in white.

"If you only have this ability, then let me kill you." The white clothes were still astonishingly evil, and the attack became even more fierce. The perfect combination of fists and foot skills had already made Yang Song tired of dealing with it. Yang Song's body was getting slower and he was getting tired of dealing with it. Yang Song's body was a little staggering, and he might fall if he accidentally fell.

"Damn, you crazy man, I don't want to play with you anymore." Yang Song kicked the man in white on the arm. With the power on the man in white on the arm, Yang Song flew back several steps and ran outside the attack range of the man in white on the attack.

The amazing evil spirit of the man in white slowly dissipated. When his sleeves shook, a blade was scratched out of the man in white. The blade was silver-white and reflected the sunlight, which looked so unusual.

With the blade in hand, the man in white attacked Yang Song again, and while attacking the mutant man, he said, "Since you want to come back when you are not strong enough, then you can die!"

Ji Tian couldn't, his sleeves shook, and a black blade cut out from Yang Song's sleeves, attacking the man in white.

This black blade is the meteorite iron blade cast by Ji Tian who asked the strange man to make. The sharpness is quite high, which is even higher than the silver blade of the man in white.

Seeing Yang Song taking out his weapon, the corner of the man in white bent a curve, as if he was very happy that Yang Song could take out his weapon and fight him.

During the fight between masters, it is very fatal to be careless. Ji Tian seized this fatal loophole in the man in white.

However, the man in white is also an ordinary person, with a cold and stern look. But it was too late. The man in white has already caught the loophole by Yang Song, and Yang Song has already won.

The blade fell from the right hand and fell to the left hand. Yang Song's blade gently pressed against the man in white.

"I still lost." The man in white said helplessly, feeling the cold on the blade between his eyebrows.

"Hmph, if you want to fight, if you want to fight, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, don't fight? Do you think about things so well?" Yang Song said coldly.

"Whatever you want to do is do whatever you want." The man in white was also a tough guy and said as if he was an old-fashioned person.

"Who asked you to come?" Yang Song asked.

"My Master." The man in white said consciously.

The blade slowly moved away from the man in white's eyebrows. Yang Song took out a cigarette, lit it, took a hard breath, and said slowly: "Tell me, what did your master ask you to do?"

The man in white, whose eyes were originally very energetic, suddenly became listless. I wonder if something was at a loss for the man in white.

The man in white is called Bai Yao. This name sounds very feminine, but those who really know this name will be shocked because Bai Chen is not a woman, but a person who loves to kill. People who often fall into the hands of Bai Yao will die miserably.

Moreover, the white demon pursues perfection very much. The clothes all year round are not only plain white but also ink black. The white demon will not wear clothes other than these two colors.

As for why the White Demon has such a quirk, only a few people know it, and the rest of the people who know it have become dead souls under the White Demon's hands.

Bai Yao’s master is the junior brother of No. 1. The strength of the junior brother of No. 1 is not inferior to that of No. 1. It can be equivalent to another No. 1, because Bai Yao is a pervert who can cultivate a pervert, so that person will not be much worse.

The reason why the White Demon has such a cleanliness habit is that when he was a child, Bai Demon was thrown into the septic tank by his perverted master. Because the White Demon's master had strict requirements on the White Demon, the training of the White Demon was also in an extreme form.

"My master asked me to test your strength. If it is not enough to operate the overall situation, let me kill you. Otherwise, it will be a burden to stay." Bai Yao said honestly.

Originally, Yang Song didn't want to come back so early. Although Yang Song's current individual strength is pretty good, Yang Song's strength is still very weak in the face of the plan of No. 1 and the master of Bai Yao.

"Okay, it turns out that it's because of this. I think things shouldn't be that simple! I think your master must have told you something else, let me listen to it! I won't talk nonsense everywhere, you know my character!" Yang Song said shamelessly.

The dejected white demon gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "How great it would be if I could kill you just now, so I won't have to be by your side. My master asked me to test your strength. Once the strength meets the standard, I will let me stay by your side to help you. I'm done, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Song's eyebrows suddenly stretched out. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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