future master in modern

The taxi was running on the New York boulevard, Zhao Wou-ki sat quietly in the taxi, only a trace of sparkle flashed in his eyes from time to time.

This is on the way to the suburbs, and the traffic beside the taxi has decreased a lot.

The taxis are running at almost full speed from the slow speed at the beginning, because the road can no longer block the speed of the taxis.

Even so, Zao Wou-ki still felt slow, he wished he could get there immediately.

"Hey, can you hurry up?" Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help saying.

The taxi driver turned his head slightly, but he was still watching his front from the corner of his eye.

"Sir, I'm fast enough." The taxi driver said, "It would be dangerous to go any faster."

"Hurry up? I don't think so, I think you can hurry up." Zhao Wou-ki said noncommittally.

The taxi driver shook his head slightly, and after driving for a while, asked again: "Sir, do you think this speed is okay?"

Zhao Wou-ki still shook his head and said, "I don't think it's fast enough."

As soon as he said this, the driver was a little annoyed, "Why don't you drive, sir?"

Of course he was just joking.

But···

"No problem." Zhao Wou-ki replied, and agreed decisively.

After a while, the taxi listened, Zhao Wuji got out of the taxi, and changed places with the driver.

After the two changed positions and sat down, the corners of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth curled up slightly, and he stepped on the gas door decisively.

Just hearing a roar, the taxi flew out instantly like an arrow from the string.

Even if it's just a taxi.

The driver was almost dumbfounded sitting in the taxi. He leaned back on the seat and felt almost suffocated.

"Oh, sir, this is simply too dangerous!" shrieked the driver.

Zhao Wou-ki glanced at him lightly, and quickly changed his posture with both hands to taxi.

This taxi seemed to be endowed with a spirituality, changing its trajectory on the avenue, but it never collided with anything.

The taxi whizzed by on the avenue, the scenery on both sides of the window was flashing and moving backwards, and the destination was not far away.

Boom...Boom...

It's hard to imagine the effect of this taxi driving a sports car.

"Sir, I'm afraid this car is going to be destroyed." The taxi driver said with a frustrated face, his whole face twisted into a ball.

"Don't worry! It's not that fragile, where will it go next?" Zao Wou-ki asked.

The driver managed to open his eyes, discerned the road conditions, and said, "Turn left ahead, and then go straight. When you come to a fork, turn to the road on the left, and you will arrive at the end."

"Excellent." Zhao Wuji nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Soon, the car took a left turn. After turning left, Zhao Wuji kept driving according to what the taxi driver said, and finally saw a fork in the road.

Turn left at the fork in the road, then roar all the way, and drive for about 10 minutes.

"Here we go, sir!" said the driver, opening his eyes.

Zao Wou-ki looked around, and it really was a barren land, hundreds of meters ahead, a lonely house stood there.

"Is this here?" Zhao Wuji said to himself.

"That's right, I won't remember wrongly." The taxi driver said with certainty.

Zhao Wou-ki stopped the car, only to hear a shrill braking sound.

The taxi driver let out a long sigh of relief, and said to himself, "It finally stopped."

Before he recovered, he saw several banknotes flying into the window.

"For you." Zhao Wou-ki put down these words, but the man had already lifted his feet and walked towards the house.

The taxi driver asked tentatively: "Sir, do you need me to wait for you?" In fact, he said this against his will, he was not very happy to return to Zao Wou-ki's car, even if he was generous .

Zhao Wou-ki waved his hand from a distance, without looking back.

The taxi driver let out a long breath, stepped down and took off the hood, only to feel that the hood was hot, so he hurriedly opened it to have a look, and then he was relieved.

Back in the car, the taxi driver carefully reversed the car and drove away slowly.

And after he left, the place returned to calm again, only Zhao Wuji was walking towards the house step by step.

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Joan sat quietly in the house, curled up her tui, and slowly sipped a cigar.

Annie, on the other hand, sat in front of him with her head slightly lowered, but her eyes were calm.

Suddenly, Joan heard a sharp screeching sound of friction and brakes. He immediately sat up from his seat and said coldly, "He's here."

Annie's eyes moved slightly, and she raised her head, with an indescribable look in her eyes.

"Dear Annie, a good show is about to begin." Qiao An said cheerfully, his eyes were full of complacency, and in his opinion, everything that was about to happen was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.

He stood up and waited.

Zao Wou-ki came along the trail and finally stopped in front of this house.

He looked up at the address on the house, and finally determined that this was his destination.

Suddenly, he heard a voice from inside the house.

"Come in! What are you waiting for?"

Zhao Wou-ki gave a cold smile, and kicked out, slashing forward like a giant axe.

The door shattered with a bang, and with the crashing sound of falling pieces, Zhao Wou-ki could already see the inside of the house.

In front, sawdust filled the air, Zhao Wou-ki walked in slowly from among the sawdust.

Joan stood at the edge of the living room of the house, looking coldly at the instantly broken wooden door, his eyes narrowed deeply, he saw the sunlight pouring in from outside, and he saw a tingling in the flying wood chips body.

Annie raised her head at this moment, and with just one glance, her eyes changed. The tenderness in her eyes seemed to melt everything.

"Here you are." She murmured.

The sawdust slowly dissipated, and the figure gradually became clear. Finally, Zhao Wuji's figure gradually became clear.

"Of course I'm here." Zhao Wou-ki said slowly, his eyes stayed on Annie, and then his eyes became very soft.

Then, Zhao Wou-ki saw Joan, and saw Joan's faint expression.

"Did you ask me to come?" Zhao Wuji asked in a cold voice.

The corners of Joan's mouth curled up, and he smiled without saying a word.

Annie suddenly made a weak voice: "Zhao Wou-ki, don't go forward."

Qiao An sneered, and looked at Zhao Wou-ki provocatively, he was not afraid that Zhao Wou-ki would not be fooled.

Zhao Wou-ki didn't care about it, and walked forward step by step.

Annie shook her head, staring fixedly at Zhao Wou-ki.

"Don't go any further," she said.

"It's okay." Zao Wou-ki gave her a comforting look, without stopping in the slightest.

Qiao An looked at everything in front of him, and suddenly showed a scheming smile.

"Hehe, it's really arrogant!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise, and saw that the ceiling on the roof suddenly broke, and the iron wall made of four thick metal pillars "clanged" from all sides. It fell in one direction, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a huge boxy metal cage. The metal cage was tightly inserted into the huge groove on the ground, as if it had been integrated into one. <Almost gnawed.

"This is the price of arrogance." Joan said with a sneer, and his expression became extremely gentle.

He looked at Zao Wou-ki, wanting to find even a little expression on Zhao Wou-ki's face that would satisfy him psychologically, but it was a pity that he was disappointed, and Zhao Wou-ki said that the acceptable expression was still It was as flat as before, without any change.

Joan was of course very dissatisfied, especially when Zhao Wou-ki showed such a superficially thick metal pillar in front of him in this situation, the distance between the metal pillars was only the width of a palm.

"That's right, this is it!" Qiao An said lightly, then pointed to Zhao Wuji and said, "Arrogant guy, do you understand your situation now?"

Zhao Wou-ki sneered and said, "Then please tell me."

Joan stepped forward and walked around the metal cage several times, as if watching his own spoils.

"Since you want to know, I'll explain it to you carefully." Qiao An suddenly stopped and said.

Zao Wou-ki made a gesture to let him speak.

"First, you lose your freedom."

Zhao Wuji raised his chin and said, "You continue."

Qiao An looked at Zhao Wou-ki's actions with cold eyes, feeling very annoyed in his heart.

"You are trapped here by me now, which means that I can slowly deal with you outside the cage. I know you are very strong, but what can you do when you are trapped in the cage? Huh?" Joan sneered and said slowly .

"Don't mention anything else, how long do you think you can last just because you can't eat? Then, I can treat you as a living target every day when I have nothing to do, and use Tiantian to attack you with a gun. How long can you last, hehe, facing the same There are too many ways I can think of to torture you, an opponent who is bored with a square inch of land, and the most important thing is, you can't do anything to me at all?" After speaking, Joan laughed like a nervous man.

Zhao Wou-ki looked at him indifferently, and said: "Why, is it because of her?" Zhao Wou-ki pointed to Annie and said.

"That's right!" Qiao An said suddenly, first looked at Annie, and then stabbed Zhao Wuji fiercely like a sharp knife, his eyes were full of hatred.

"I understand." Zhao Wou-ki nodded lightly, "But, you have said so much, it is all based on one premise."

"What's the premise?" Joan said coldly, he didn't limit what tricks Zao Wou-ki could have at this time.

Zhao Wou-ki stepped forward lightly, grabbed the metal pillar with one hand, raised his head and looked at Qiao An.

"The premise is that I can't get out of here, but do you think this premise will work?"