Three stalled black full-size Cadillacs were quietly lying on the roadside late at night.
Ma Zicong, the Japanese female grandmaster, and three figures have been standing here for a long time.
Seeing a figure appearing at the end of the road, Ma Zicong immediately waved his hand: "Get in the car and get ready to go."
The Cadillac started the engine, and in an instant, headlights illuminated the approaching figure.
Several people who were about to get on the bus glanced at it subconsciously.
Immediately, everyone was stunned and stopped getting into the car.
"The banquet of hundreds of tribes is not over yet. You should leave now. Isn't it great?"
In the shocked eyes of several people, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Wuxiu's mouth. His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in the crowd in an instant...
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Three minutes later.
Lu Fan stood quietly beside the Cadillac, frowning and looking around.
He did not see Ma Zicong and the others that Dongfang Yanran mentioned. Apart from three Cadillacs with their engines still running, the only thing waiting here was the black short blade that landed at his feet.
"Sea Aster."
Lu Fan bent down and held the short blade in his hand, raised his head, and glanced at the darkness in the wilderness.
"Brother Lu."
At this moment, a voice sounded from the darkness behind him.
Lu Fan turned around and saw a figure walking out slowly, with a slight smile on his face, and walked quickly to Lu Fan.
"arbor?"
The person who came was in his thirties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and looked gentle and elegant. He was a member of the Zulong Palace, and he was also the ancient follower Qiao Mu that Lu Fan had seen in the ancient Prairie Hall.
He is also Yang Zipei, the captain of Hai Ziyuan's team.
"Why are you alone?"
Lu Fan glanced behind him. He had known for a long time that the people from Zulong Palace sneaked into the competition site to protect him.
He also met Hai Ziyuan and Yang Zipei. He personally learned from Yang Zipei that Tang Huanxi had handed over all his family property to Tang Sheng and was currently penniless.
"Oh, you mean Ma Zicong and the others."
Qiao Mu came to Lu Fan very familiarly and explained with a smile: "Something happened at Nandu. They went back first and didn't leave with us."
"gone?"
Lu Fan opened his palm, and inside was Hai Ziyuan's black short knife: "You didn't even have time to take the knife, so you just left?"