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Chekhov gave them a strange look: "You don't know the Holy Land?"

Lu Xiaozhan shook his head and said, "I don't know, what is that place?"

Ding Feng excitedly asked: "Is there a saint?"

Chekov said contemptuously: "I don't talk to thieves." After a pause, he added, "Although you are indeed very powerful!"

"You!..." Ding Feng was so choked that he couldn't speak for a while, Lu Xiaozhan hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Ding is my good friend, and I have to rely on him for this mission... Chekhov, you should go first." Tell me about the Holy Land."

Speaking of the Holy Land, Chekhov's face was full of pride, and he said disdainfully, "You don't even know about this place? This is a well-known health sanctuary all over the world!"

Ding Feng spat: "Bah! You don't even say what kind of holy law there is, do we know a ghost?"

It was only then that Chekhov realized that he seemed to be only talking about the Holy Land from the beginning to the end, but did not say what it was about. He couldn't help blushing, and coughed dryly: "The place I'm talking about is called Sochi, on the shore of the Black Sea. It is the largest sanatorium in Russia."

Ding Feng spat again: "Ah bah! We are not old men and women, how could we know this kind of recuperation place? You Russian orangutan is so funny." Lu Xiaozhan chatted with him for a while on the road, and told Chekov at first I told him all the things I didn't want to see him, including the fact that Chekov called him a yellow-skinned monkey when they met. Now he is called Chekov the orangutan, and that is purely for revenge for Lu Xiaozhan.

Chekhov was spit on twice by him, and he was a little annoyed: "What do you know? Sochi has hydrogen sulfide hot springs close to 40 degrees, which can be enjoyed by anyone regardless of age, country bumpkin!"

Ding Feng jumped up, his head almost hit the roof of the car, and he squinted and shouted: "Who are you calling a country bumpkin?"

Lu Xiaozhan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Don't make noise, there's a tail again."

Chekhov and Ding Feng's expression froze, and they immediately fell silent. They turned their heads and looked back, only to find that three off-road vehicles were following far behind their car.They are now on a small road by the edge of a forest, the road is crooked, and the ground is covered with snow, it is difficult to drive fast, even Lu Xiaozhan's driving skills cannot be fully utilized, and the three off-road vehicles It's different, this car is suitable for driving on complicated road sections, and with the specially changed snow tires, it's like a fish in water, but Lu Xiao's car is just the most common car in the police station, with a low chassis and small tires , If you are not careful, you will slip out on the ground.

Although Zheng Junguang couldn't understand Russian, he could still see it clearly. He looked at the three cars and wondered, "Isn't their stalking too obvious?"

Lu Xiaozhan shook his head and said, "They're not following, they're probably here to kill us."

Chekhov couldn't understand what they were saying, but he also realized the problem, and frowned, "These three cars are coming aggressively. Could it be that they are here to kill us?"

Lu Xiaozhan smiled: "Let them come, everyone, sit down!" Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the tires slid suddenly due to sudden acceleration on the snow. Exhaling, Lu Xiaozhan turned the steering wheel, and the car wobbled into the nearby woods.

The weather in Russia is cold, so most of the forests in the country are coniferous forests. The forest that Lu Xiaozhan got into is this kind of cold-resistant plants. In this winter, these trees are full of vitality. The branches and leaves were luxuriant, and there was a thick layer of snow on the top of the tree. As soon as Lu Xiaozhan's car got into it, the light in front of him immediately dimmed.

Chekhov said in surprise: "Lu, are you crazy? Even if those cars really came to kill us, you don't have to run away in such a fear? Are you not a master?"

Lu Xiaozhan said indifferently: "I just don't want to meet them now, avoid them if I can, don't forget, our target is that woman, I don't want to be besieged by people before I see her, don't worry about it I'm sorry, I'm afraid." After speaking, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and his eyes suddenly closed.

This time Chekhov couldn't sit still any longer, and exclaimed loudly: "You...you don't want to die? It's so dark here, you still close your eyes, you are..."

Ding Feng grabbed him by the neck and pushed him on the seat, and said with a smile: "You are such a big Russian orangutan, how can you be so timid? Even if Lu intends to drive a car and kill us, then there will be buddies with us." you?"

Chekhov struggled to shout a few words, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and Lu Xiaozhan burrowed into a forest path, where the light almost disappeared, not to mention the road conditions in front of the car, even stretched out. You may not be able to see your fingers clearly when you shoot.At this point, Chekhov didn't know what to say anymore, so he simply closed his eyes, tightly grasped the door handle next to him with both hands, and said God bless.

Ding Feng and Zheng Junguang had seen Lu Xiaozhan's blindfolded driving skills when they were in Korea. Although they still don't know how he did it, there is no doubt about one thing, that is, Lu Xiaozhan drove with his eyes closed. There would be absolutely no problem. The two of them had completely opposite expressions from Chekhov's. They both sat relaxed and unrestrained, regardless of the darkness in front of them, chatting about gossip news about certain celebrities.

It was pitch black inside and outside the car. I didn't know what was going on outside. I only knew that this road was very difficult to walk. The path in the forest was originally a dirt road, and there were no smooth spots. Lu Xiaozhan pursed his lips and held the steering wheel tightly. , controlling the direction of the car.

Chekhov's face turned blue with fright. It would be fine if he was just an ordinary person, but he has received extremely strict training, and his ears can sensitively distinguish some sounds, such as a car passing dangerously by a big tree. The passing wind.During this period of time, Chekhov felt as if he had gone to hell. Although his body was not damaged in any way, his spirit was almost about to collapse.

The car had been driving in this pitch-dark environment for an unknown amount of time. Ding Feng and Zheng Junguang had already chatted to the point of falling asleep. Lu Xiaozhan suddenly chuckled: "Wake up, we're safe."

Chekhov was stunned, opened his eyes and looked out of the car, and found that it was still pitch black, and couldn't help but annoyed: "Isn't it the same here? How do you know it's safe? God! I found that your luck is really good, driving for so long , did not hit the tree."

Lu Xiaozhan didn't argue with him, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car suddenly picked up speed. Chekhov felt the strong push back, and before he could cry out in surprise, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, Then an empty flat land appeared in front of me.

Chekov looked out of the car in surprise, his eyes were already protruding, and he stuttered, "This... this..."

With a creak, the car stopped abruptly in this open space. Lu Xiaozhan patted Chekhov and said with a smile, "Do you believe it now? We are safe."

At this time, Chekhov had of course confirmed that he was safe, but the rapid driving in the darkness just now made him unable to recover. He only felt that his hands and feet were weak, and he slumped on the seat weakly.

Ding Feng was still dozing off in the car, while Zheng Junguang yawned big, stepped down from the car, rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around curiously, Lu Xiaozhan hooked his fingers to him: " Brother Guang, it's your job now."

Zheng Junguang said in a daze, "What do you want me to do?"

Lu Xiaozhan pointed to Chekhov and Ding Feng in the car, pointed back to himself, and said with a smile, "We can't always be followed by people, can we? Come, change our look." Zheng Junguang suddenly understood , took out his makeup materials from his carry-on bag, and before he started to do it, Lu Xiaozhan suddenly smiled again, "Are there any waterproof ones?"

Zheng Junguang was taken aback: "Why do you want that?"

Lu Xiaozhan said solemnly: "The place we are going to is a holy place for recuperation. Wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't soak in the hot spring?"

"Understood." Zheng Junguang nodded, and suddenly said with a smirk, "How about I dress you up as a big girl? Let you mix in the women's bathhouse?"

Lu Xiaozhan laughed loudly, but before he said anything, Ding Feng got out of the car and asked in a daze, "Is there a women's bathhouse here? Come, put me in a women's attire..."

Without further ado, Zheng Junguang put on disguises for Lu Xiaozhan and Ding Feng in this open space. At this moment, Chekhov finally got over his breath and walked out holding the car door, but when he looked up, he found that Zheng Junguang was doing something. Suddenly, his eyes popped out in shock again, and he cried out, "God! You...you..."

Ding Feng pulled him over impatiently: "What are you? Be careful if you talk too much, I'll ask Brother Guang to transform you into an old lady, the kind from an African indigenous tribe!"

With a smirk on his lips, Zheng Junguang dressed them up one by one. After only ten minutes, he suddenly put away the things in his hand and grinned: "Let's work together!"

Lu Xiaozhan and Ding Feng opened their eyes one after another, rushing to the mirror of the car to see their new faces. Chekhov followed Zheng Junguang as if he had lost his soul, and followed in a daze.

Three faces appeared in the mirror, but it suddenly surprised Lu Xiaozhan and the others. To be honest, Lu Xiaozhan wanted to die at this moment, because Zheng Junguang made him look a hundred times uglier than cabbage, except for his figure. Not bad, that face can only be described as horrible.As for Ding Feng, it was even worse. Under Zheng Junguang's magic hand, he directly turned into a strange man with half of his face paralyzed. If there is a remake of Notre Dame de Paris, he will probably be able to go directly to play the clock tower weirdo.

"I go!"

"Fuck me!"

Two exclamations sounded at the same time, and Lu Xiaozhan grabbed Zheng Junguang: "You...you just disguise me as this virtue?"

Ding Feng also gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Old Guang, do I have a grudge against you or something?"

Zheng Junguang suppressed a smile: "Don't you want people to be unrecognizable? I think this is quite up to standard! Think about it, who would stare at such an ugly thing for a long time after eating? Anyway, I don't have the appetite for life or death. .” Before he finished speaking, he finally couldn’t help laughing.

Lu Xiaozhan and Ding Feng stared at Zheng Junguang bitterly, and just about to go up and beat him to the ground, Chekhov suddenly let out a ghostly cry: "My God!"