"Hmph, if you dare to come and cause trouble for me, I will let you know that my trouble is not so easy to find." Yang Song hummed coldly while keeping the car running at high speed.

Although he is still in the city, Yang Song's current speed is more than 80 kilometers per hour. Few people in the city will drive at this speed. But there is no way, Yang Song is an alien.

The wind speed brought by the speed of more than 80 kilometers has already blown Yang Song's long flowing hair horizontally. Such flying makes Yang Songping a little wilder, making Yang Song look more domineering.

The speed of 80 kilometers per hour made Yang Song quickly run out of the city. After leaving the city, Yang Song rode Suzuki Falcon toward a mountain top in the suburbs.

Donghai is a developed city. In addition, because it is on the beach, Donghai still has many summer resorts in summer. However, it is not yet summer yet, and those summer resorts are almost optional. These are some leisure villas on the hillside in the suburbs, but there is obviously no business now.

The roar of Suzuki Hayao was wild and unparalleled domineering. After leaving the city, Yang Song increased the speed of Suzuki Hayao to 200km km per hour, which was already the speed of an average sports car.

At this super high speed of 200km per hour, the wind speed has also been greatly enhanced. Because of the rapid driving, Yang Song's long hair, which was already wild and extremely wild, suddenly became even wilder, and domineering slowly emerged from Yang Song's body.

The maximum driving speed of Suzuki Hayao is more than 300 kilometers per hour, but its current speed is only 200 kilometers per hour, far from reaching the limit of Suzuki Hayao, and the roar is still so fascinating.

Now Yang Song, who was riding on Suzuki Falcon, dared not speak anymore, because the strong wind speed could make Yang Song overturn as soon as he spoke.

When riding a heavy motorcycle to achieve this speed, you usually wear a helmet, but Yang Song did not wear a helmet. The strong wind speed was already wind pressure, which made Yang Song a little unbearable.

The goal of Yang Song's journey this time is a hovering mountain peak. The road is a winding mountain road. You need to be careful of abnormal driving on such a section of road, because if you accidentally fall off the cliff because your car loses control, you will eventually die. However, Yang Song is very skilled and brave, and his hand twists hard, and Suzuki Hayashi's speed suddenly increased a little.

Riding a heavy motorcycle, Yang Song forced the direction of Suzuki Falcon with his strong wrist power. With his strength, Yang Song turned Suzuki Falcon into a 60-degree angle. Only in this way can the center of gravity be stabilized on the winding mountain road, and only after the center of gravity is stable can the life of Yang Song protect his life on the winding mountain road where Yang Song is now marching.

Fortunately, there are not many people on this mountain now, otherwise, if you see Yang Song racing like this, you may be scared to have a heart attack. Yang Song is no longer racing, but is having a lifelong life.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Yang Song slowly slowed down the speed of the car, and then changed the tilt angle of the car a little again, successfully entering the last corner.

There is still a few hundred meters away from the top of the mountain on the last bend. This distance is very serious for Yang Song, who is riding Suzuki Falcon, and Yang Song can completely climb to the top of this mountain for ten seconds.

This mountain is only a few hundred meters, but the distance is not far from one thousand meters. It is already the top of the mountain. With the high-speed driving of Suzuki Hayao, the wind speed has reached a very scary level.

Ji Tian, ​​who was riding on the Suzuki Falcon, listened to the howling of the mountain wind. The wind like a knife hit her face and brought Yang Song a significant pain, but Ji Tian ignored her.

On Yang Song's body, the heart that had been cold and silent for too long finally began to boil.

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.

"Damn it, 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 immediately stretched out.

Three days later at around 8 o'clock in the evening, at the International Airport Waiting Hall of Donghai City, Yang Song, Heilong Zilong and Lan Long sat there quietly waiting. According to the time when Qinglong and his friends boarded the plane, the plane probably arrived around 9 o'clock. Now there is still half an hour before 9 o'clock. Yang Song and his friends came here early to wait for people. Those who are about to come back are all the brothers of life and death who can hand over their backs with confidence on the battlefield, so it is normal to take the plane.

More than twenty minutes passed quickly, and it was only five minutes before the landing of the plane Qinglong and the others. Whether it was Yang Song or Heilong, there were excited eyes in his eyes.

After leaving for a few months, after returning to China a few months ago, Yang Song did not see Qinglong and others. Even the Heilong and the others saw it a few days ago. The brotherhood did not weaken at all under the weak time.

Another five minutes passed, and the sound of Qinglong and his plane landing in the waiting hall finally sounded.

Even though he heard that Qinglong and the others arrived, Yang Song and others did not move and just waited here. The real brother only needed to do part of the things, and the extra things were so artificial.

After sitting in the waiting hall for a few minutes, three men walked out of the exit side by side, their eyes as cold as Yang Song.

"They are out, let's go over!" Yang Song stood up and walked towards Qinglong and the other two.

The cold color in the black-clothed demon dragon's eyes suddenly flashed. When Yang Song walked in front of him, he directly hit Yang Song's face with a punch. The cold voice finally came out: "I have been there for several months, and I have never contacted us brothers. Do you still remember us brothers?"

Yang Song, who had expected such a show, was not angry, but just smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I won't say anything. In short, I didn't think about what happened at the beginning, so you'll be fine when you come back."

Yang Song was not angry about it, but Zilong was angry. Who is Yang Song? Yang Song is her dish, how can people vent this way? Even a expression of brotherly friendship cannot be tolerated, so Zilong simply got angry: "What are you doing to bully me, Brother Yang Song! I can't find it, it's true."

Xingmei was angry and hurriedly looked at Yang Song and asked with concern: "Brother Yang Song, does it hurt? Do you want me to blow it for you?" (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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