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Chapter 2772 The world is getting worse

The next afternoon, a black Buick car appeared in the suburbs of Shangjing.

Looking at the road signs, I saw that we were still fifty kilometers away from Shangjing.

Lu Fan slowly slowed down and parked the car aside.

The two people got out of the car. Dongfang Yanran's perfect figure in her police uniform was particularly conspicuous, causing the passing vehicles to slow down and frequent glances in the car.

"There were a lot of cars coming back. They were probably stopped to persuade them to return."

Lu Fan looked at the vehicles with foreign license plates that kept coming back, and said to Dongfang Yanran: "Wait for me for a while, I will make a call."

While on the road, he tried to call Qin Ruhai and Zhong Boyong, but neither got through.

Now that he was about to arrive in Beijing, he planned to give it a try and look for another opportunity.

Just when Lu Fan dialed the number, he heard the waiting tone on the phone.

Several figures approaching him caught his attention.

These people were dressed in black uniforms, their steps were steady and powerful, and they walked with the momentum of a dragon. Especially the middle-aged man at the head, his eyes were focused, exuding majesty.

"Warrior?"

He put down the phone and subconsciously looked towards Dongfang Yanran.

But at this time, several people had already walked up to them and surrounded the two of them.

"Police officer?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were steady, scanning Dongfang Yanran's body.

"Yeah." Dongfang Yanran nodded.

"Are you from Shishi?"

He looked at the Buick license plate on the side.

"Well, something happened over there in Shishi. Let's come over to handle the case."

Dongfang Yanran spoke.

"Handling a case?"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "When Beijing is banned, aren't you police officers the ones who should know the news the most?"

"Let alone a small police officer like you, even the head of Shishi City is not qualified to take a step into Beijing."

"But you actually said you were here to handle a case."

He waved his hand: "Arrest him and take him back to the base for interrogation!"

Seeing that the man was about to arrest him without saying a word, Lu Fan suddenly said, "Everyone, I think you have misunderstood."

"It is true that my wife and I are both from Shishi, but there is no way. Someone in my family is sick in Shangjing, and the condition is serious. We have to go to Shangjing to see him quickly, so we can't help but lie to you. I hope you all

Don't be offended."

As Lu Fan said this, he took out a wad of red banknotes from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Is someone in the family sick?"

The middle-aged man took the red banknote and weighed it gently:

"When a family member is sick, children should really go and see them."

"A heart of filial piety."

A smile appeared on his face and he glanced at Lu Fan: "But don't make any phone calls in the rest of the way."

"I am banned from going to Beijing and cannot contact the outside world by phone. That is to say, out of your filial piety, I will not argue with you."

"But if the people behind you hear it, you two may lose your lives immediately, so hurry up and leave."

Lu Fan thanked Dongfang Yanran profusely and led Dongfang Yanran into the car and left.

"I didn't expect that in this chaotic world, even warriors would become so depraved and do such dirty things as wandering around and accepting people's money!"

"We are the ones being let go. If it were those people from the overseas fairyland, wouldn't it be dangerous to go to Beijing?"

Dongfang Yanran's pretty face is cold and her eyes are indifferent.

Lu Fan smiled disapprovingly: "It is often at this time that people first consider self-protection."

"In the past, warriors had a transcendent status and were worshiped by families in the secular world, so they didn't have to worry about food and life."

"But today is different from the past. The world is in chaos. No one knows how long Middle-earth can last. The future and fate are worrying, so the first thing everyone thinks of at this time is themselves."

"After all, even eating is a problem, who would care so much."

As he was speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

Turn the steering wheel hard and turn the car into a small road.

"Lower your head." He whispered.


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