Nishiyuanji Hongmaru drove along the Bay Road. On the left side of the road were filled with buildings like white forests, and on the right side was the blue sea.

His car is a Crown classic car, with a typical American aesthetic in the last century. The cigar-style body is slender, the front and rear of the car are almost equally proportional. The rearview mirror is on the front of the front of the front glass, and the upper edge of the tire is stuck in the body. The chrome-plated metal strips are embedded at the junction of the avocado green body. They are both sober and shining in the sun. The high-rise tail wing looks like the tail of an aircraft.

The decorations in the cabin have been renovated, with bohemian-style Persian carpets on the ground, the seats are sewn with orange crocodile skin, and the thin-bar steering wheel with all silver texture is like a rudder. The large and small cannon-type instrument panels are covered with the instrument panels in front of the driver's seat. Even the numbers are ancient black rotor styles, which look like an old aircraft cockpit. From the current perspective, it does not look like a car in both the appearance and the interior, but like a small steampunk-style spacecraft.

The sky is clear, sitting in such a car with a very old-fashioned appearance and a very steampunk interior. It gallops on the empty road, and the tall buildings on both sides quickly retreat, which really makes people feel like they are traveling in time and space.

But the expressions of the three people on the car were very dull. The light column inserted into the port from the clouds in the rearview mirror had not yet dissipated, and thick smoke came from Kanazawa Port where Yokohama Port is located. Two pillars, one black and one white, faced each other across the sea, and the omen was so obvious.

"It shouldn't be Yokohama Port Office?" Yan Funing looked at Bai Yan who was soaring straight into the sky.

"It's obvious that the planting is high, so you say that the enemy will leave flaws." Nishiyuanji took a sip of cigarettes and shook the ash in the window as Gu Feifan Hongmaru hid outside the front-view mirror. I resisted and said, "I'm sure he minds, you can't throw away the cigarette."

"You mind." Gu Feifan Hongwan moved these beautiful eyes away and said calmly, "You just feel that no one is staring at you."

"Looking at you?" Nishizoji shook his head and said, "The fire has not been burning for a while. We must have broken the plan long ago. In the chaos of Yokohama, we took the opportunity to burn the Yokohama Port Authority, so that even rescue would be too late. Of course, compared with the future little people in the port, no one would care about a big Port Authority."

"Yes." Zhiying Jia Hongmaru held the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes and slowed down, prepared to turn, and was about to drive into the Kanazawa Peninsula. "You mean, no one is staring at you."

Love the mouth of the mouth of the mouth of the love,

"What kind of mood are the eight little women playing?" Nishienji, who was sitting in the front row, leaning against the seat with his hands folded and his chest, said indifferently, "You think the little trouble should be in front."

"Fuck~~~" Yan Funing almost jumped from under his seat, "No wonder he almost walked into my past. He also knew how to choose a classic car that was so storyless."

Gu Feifan Hongwan replied: "The power has been weakened, but it is limited by the body structure. It is like sitting on a high-end bridge, driving an aircraft carrier and struggling to drive under the channel."

Gu Feifan Hongwan turned his head and glanced at Yan Funing, "They are the same? Who killed a person from the headquarters and killed these people who wanted to kneel down?" I said calmly, "In 25 years, your lower class belongs to the 'Special Search Department' faction. In order to protect your power, they were replaced by your reformists. Apart from hugging the Star Gate more hard, we have other choices. Whose bones are really soft, it is all due to interests."

The moment Yan Funing asked in a low voice, the stainless steel door in the "Eight Eagles Warehouse" slammed up, making a thunderous sound. A bird with a machine gun covered in "Satan Arrival" rushed towards us with a dozen motorcycles, and the flag of the seven-pointed star flew in the wind. The window under the warehouse suddenly exploded, and the gunshot sounded faintly.

Zhiying's family frowned and said loudly: "There is no trouble in this matter."

Nishiyuanji suddenly asked: "Who is the owner of the rear car of that car?"

"The sense of danger needs to be cultivated."

At that time, before Gu Feifan had already stepped on the Bay Road, he retreated into the Kanazawa Peninsula. The burning Yokohama Port Authority was at the end of the main road, and the burning buildings were clear at a glance. I stared at Xiaohuo and Kotoyo's port and said loudly: "You just asked 'Yin Xie' to search for the list of the chosen people who did not fly from the Middle East from January to August, and the list of the chosen people who have been in Japan by the Middle East. The number of people in the Middle East was not unexpected, and a small part of them had not left Japan yet. There was no part of them, in that list of people who left or were under the list of people who were in the Internal Affairs Office. You all have high altitudes and can't you track down."

With no warning, Gu Feifan Hongwan turned the steering wheel violently, and the classic car let out a shrill roar. The super long body shook its tail violently. It almost lost control and drew a half-way white under the cement road in the seven-lane. The weak car turned the front of the car.

At the same time, ten motorcycles rushed out of the glass door of the "Xinghe Jingji" building. We were pulling iron chains covered with barbed ones in our hands, and roaring to cross the road.

"The eighth generation of the crown produced in 1972." Gu Feifan Hongwan replied.

Gu Feifan Hongwan also laughed, "I'm cautious and died early."

The bullet hit the car body, like popcorn blowing up, and the members of the "Satan Arrival" wearing the devil's helmet behind were also firing at us. The red light that rushed towards us was only a very obvious white spot under the glass.

When you go out and leave, you will hit the ball,

Zhiying's family shook their heads and said angrily: "It's better they can do it!" Hongwan Jiang."

"I thought that the car was so old that it was your father, and it was so bad." Yan Funing looked at the mirror in front of her and saw that the motorcycle had been dumped. He said, "He was modified quite badly."

Yan Funing paid attention to Zhiying’s jokes, but raised his hand and tried to retreat to the armored cover. However, there was no movement under his body for a long time. "MD, the signal is blocked."

"You know for a moment whether he is complimenting or complimenting?"

Nishienji said in a deep voice: "Will we just want to stop him from investigating the 'Satan's arrival'?"

At that time, the car drove past the "Xinghe Jingji" building and retreated into the "Eight Eagle Warehouse" built with red bricks. The sun shone slanted under the white spire and the red brick walls. The glass windows on the spire and the small doors with stainless steel were shining with dark light. There was a large truck parked at the door of the warehouse, and the glass windows of the truck were smashed to pieces. A 7-11 convenience store next to it seemed to have been robbed, and all kinds of goods were scattered all over the ground, even the doors were scattered. Through the broken glass door, you can see that there was only one person in the 7-11 convenience store. However, the "Eight Eagle Warehouse" and the towering "Xinghe Jingji" building were not damaged at all.

Yan Funing raised his head and smiled bitterly, "It's like that. You received a message asking you and Nishiyuanji to help kill him. He said that he had been found out by Kanfeng and was the murderer of the killing of Gu Guangyi, and his sister was one of the eighteen demon gods of Shiratoshi - Washak..." "Is that something wrong?" Gu Feifan Hongmaru turned on the radio and "Get some music to relax."

“What’s the fun?”

"What's wrong?"

Zhiying’s Red Wan glanced at Yan Funing and said, “Or are you wearing a bad risk belt?”

"Of course it is in the process of rebuilding it. He wants to find the original configuration list, determine which parts have been repaired, and adapt to the lower-level parts of me, it is like playing a more low-end Lexiao." After pausing, Zhiying Jia Hongwan said, "Of course, to go deeper, he can't find the first car owner, explore my story, and experience less life from the relationship between characters..."

"Uh~~ In short, it's like he's driving, and it's like a car driving him. Is there a completely different driving feeling? If you're driving an old car, who cares about driving a sense of driving?"

"Ten are not four or four. If you pass the Star Gate, you should directly support the 'Satan's arrival'. We just follow the flow." Zhiying Jia Hongwan said, "It is definitely not involved in the Star Gate, and things in the future of today should be even smaller."

First, there were high drum beats, then the slow bass and piano spread like mist from the outside of the seven-week trumpet of the cabin. The sound of Maria Takeuchi's cocktail as intoxicating as the wind at the summer night pierced through her eardrums and reached her cerebellum.

Zhiying's Red Pills moved the red lever again and stepped on the accelerator deeply. The original feeling of pushing the back surged, pressing Zhiying's family outside the sofa-like chair, and in the blink of an eye, it was a big distance. Zhiying's family grabbed the dangerous handle and asked in a low voice in the midst of the violent wind and tire noise: "That car is of no interest, which year's car was it?"

Suddenly, Zhiying's family hit the car door hard and made a "Peng" sound. Xiyuan Temple, who grabbed the dangerous handle, scattered half a car of ashes.

Zhiying's Red Pill trolled the red lever under the console, stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared. The seven chrome-plated tail rows spewed out flames. The front of the car was lifted down. The Crown classic car rushed towards the road when it came like a slow boat. The brake body sounded in front. The bird and the rear of the flying wing car passed by and hit the sidewalk opposite. The snake twisted the small body of Pang. I looked at the iron chain motorcycle convoy that was about to stop behind, and replied with an expression: "The person he wants to take a photo is here, seize the opportunity."

"The Star Gate is also involved?" Yan Funing said suddenly, "That's right, it's strange if it's going to step on it."

"So?" said Nishizoji, "what he meant that there were no small people inside them who had no collusion with the Middle East prince?"

In the blink of an eye, the classic car rushed through the encirclement of the Rape Clan, but we didn't give up. Wuyang and Wuyang followed in front of the tail of the car, shooting and chasing.

Zhiying Jia Hongwan twisted the audio volume and said loudly: "You tried it just now, and you can't link the 'Yin Xie'. And you set up an alarm device under your body protection device, and we moved your body away. Although this is just a fake body, you didn't activate the carrier at all, but deceived us with signals."

Time ends don't worry!"

Gu Feifan Hongmaru smiled and said, "You are ready to go to the eighth. That car was a gift from my father, You are ready to go to the Takara school when I was admitted to Chengqi Primary School."

With a "Peng", the car bounced up and rushed through the speed bump. Gu Feifan Hongwan held the handbrake with one hand and stepped on the accelerator, and at the same time hit the rear wheel to a death-death position. The vehicle made a "snake, snake, snake" sound. The front of the car was bent, the long body was crossed, Mars jumped, and the silver chrome bumper on the front of the car drifted against the cement guardrail on Xiawan Road. In front of us, the motorcycle convoy led by the bird bird crashed into one after another.

Under the guardrail, half of the bird's body rushed through the guardrail and stuck under the guardrail like a turtle. There were drivers and co-pilots with danger belts, like shells, and they rushed out of the windshield and fell on the ramp. The motorcycle in front was even worse. It hit the rear of the bird's car, and the people and cars were stuffed into the bottom of the car. No one and the car popped out of the ramp, drew a parabola in the air, landing on the ground, and the sound of the motorcycle explosion and screams were beyond recognition.

"The star gate is also involved, and you may find evidence." Nishiyuanji said. "You believe you didn't even grow taller." Zhiyingjia Hongwan said, "In those years, we have been trying to find evidence that there is no connection between you and the 'White Death'..."

Zhiying's family hurriedly went to pull the dangerous belt, and before the tie was broken, he said, "Fuck~ You're afraid of being a hairy person, you're the carrier."

"Suddenly, hot and hot,

Gu Feifan Hongwan said calmly: "The influence of Xingmen was so difficult to get in after forty years of colonization of your country. In addition, there are very few people who have added the "Great Search Department" and hope that Xingmen will enter and exit here."

"No wonder so few people hate watching donkey hoof repairs and old objects to repair them under Douyin." Yan Funing said, "Women's fun is often not that complicated."

"Can you still be slower?" Yan Funing shouted, "Run out of the signal blocking area slowly."

"It's related~" Gu Feifan Hongmaru directly hit a motorcycle that was crossing the back of the car. He held the tire chain in his hand and smashed the driver under the windshield, rolled down the roof, and then fell down the road, twisting his hands and feet together. The Kawasaki motorcycle hit the street lamp pole on the side of the road and ignited a flame.

"No wonder he said he wanted to drive." Zhiying's family smiled, "He lied to you all."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "Haha, will you stand up after kneeling for a long time?"

Zhiying's Red Wan still answered directly, but said: "Since we have used skills, but used explosives, such a small amount of explosives must have flowed out of you. And the only place where there is no possibility of such a small amount of explosives is the star gate base that was not bombed by their Tai Chi Dragon. Before the Battle of the dusk, in order to deal with the legacy of the star gate base, you set up a 'general working group'. Because the star gate does not have 171 bases in your country, involving a small amount of property, weapons, weapons, ordnance, secrets, personnel... To this day, that working group is still dealing with related matters about the star gate base." I paused and said, "The back of that 'general working group' is not the 'general search department'..."

Two more motorcycles hit the side of the Crown classic car, and the motorcycle with iron wrapped in meat separated, like a kite with broken strings in the air.

"What do you mean?" Nishizoji asked, "What he meant is that there is no problem with their Kanbuki?"
Chapter completed!