"Brother, isn't it just Yuanfeng Logistics? We are afraid that he will do anything." Xiao Wang focused on driving, and at most he paid attention to the license plate number of the van at the end, Shanghai A88031, there is no great license plate number. .
He glanced at the big truck in the middle of the convoy, and the disapproval on his face even more.
"Down slow down, did you hear it?"
Brother Yang's face turned slightly angry and said angrily. At this moment, the car had already driven out of the Wulihu Cave, which was seven or eight kilometers long, and suddenly became dark again. The convoy in front was once again hazy, as if it was covered with a A thin layer of black veil makes people unable to see the reality of the virtuality.
"Fuss." Xiao Wang muttered in a low voice, slowing down, and soon the van convoy disappeared completely from their sight. Just then, a black shadow was like an eagle in the dark night rushing forward.
“That’s,,”
Xiao Wang, who was already a little nervous, saw the ghostly figure just now again. He was frightened and panicked. The steering wheel was even more violently, and the car suddenly swayed violently.
"ah,,,"
An inexplicable fear suddenly surged into the minds of every passenger in the car, and their survival instinct made them scream in horror.
"Wang Yiyong, why are you fucking epilepsy?" Brother Yang rushed over with a cat waist and slapped the other party's frightened cheek. The scorching pain hit him, which immediately made him feel a little more awake. Emergency brake.
"I'm your mother, can you drive a car?" After a scream of shock, a young man with a swollen face rushed over. The car was shaking violently just now, causing his cheek to hit the bed. On the stand, I almost knocked my nose through, and I could imagine how strong the anger was.
,,,
After falling from the roof of the bus, Mo Tieyan jumped quickly on the isolation belt, with a rise and fall of several meters, and followed closely behind the convoy. Of course, he didn't know that the driver's back was seen by the driver, which almost caused a A car accident.
After following this for more than four hours, the toll station ahead was far away, with the three bright big words of Fujian Province hanging on it. He knew that this was the provincial boundary, and as long as he left here, it would be Zhejiang.
I looked at the toll station without any abnormality and breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a level set here, a fight would have to happen, and a few ups and downs rushed up the hill next to the toll station.
About a minute later, Yuanfeng Logistics Convoy gradually drove out of the toll station, rumbling, suddenly, a sharp roar came from behind, and instinctively turned back and immediately a blue shadow appeared in his eyes.
"Blue sports car, Maserati again, is that?" Mo Tieyan looked at the car logo. They were three erected forks, which looked like a crown again. He glanced at the driver's seat and suddenly became dull.