Liancheng Yazhi walked back quickly, his steps were very light, and his mood improved a lot. This time, he finally had a feeling that I really want to go home.

He counted with his fingers, and it has been two months and two days since he left for 72 days, and his family didn't know what was going on, whether Miao Miao had grown taller, whether his face had lost weight, two months, to many people, it was long It's not long or short, but Liancheng Yazhi feels that he has been away from home for many, many years. During these long days, he has lived like a year, and he doesn't want to stay outside for a day.

But, fortunately, there is finally some hope now!

Liancheng returned to the car elegantly, and simply asked him, "How is it?"

"We got in touch. He will pick us up in a car and bought two bottles of water for you two." Liancheng Yazhi threw the two bottles of drinks to Jian Jian and Mu Weibai: "I'm leaving here, is anyone here to check the car?"

Mu Weibai shook his head: "No, but a few passers-by saw how dirty the car was and laughed a little."

"That's okay...as long as it's not a policeman, it's okay."

But Liancheng Yazhi said this for about ten minutes, and a few fat-headed guys wearing local police uniforms walked over from a distance. When Liancheng Yazhi saw it, her heart tightened, and her hands holding the steering wheel tightened as well. The two traffic policemen seemed to be targeting their car, which made them very nervous.

Once the traffic police want to check the driver's license, they can't produce it, and they can't produce it if they want to check the passport and ID card, so just wait to be arrested.

When the traffic police were still 20 meters away from them, Liancheng Yazhi took out the gun silently and put a silencer on the muzzle.

If there is no other way, he can only kill them.

No one can stop him from going home. At this time, he will get rid of anyone who stands in her way without hesitation.

Suddenly, an accident happened. A car rushed out from behind the two traffic policemen. It was about to hit the traffic policemen. The driver immediately braked. The sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground caused pain in the eardrums...

Finally, the car stopped about half a meter away from the two traffic policemen, scaring the two traffic policemen to squat on the ground.

Soon the driver came down. The driver was a young Asian man in his early 30s. He was about 1.7 meters tall and about eight. Two eyes.

After seeing him, Liancheng Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief, and silently put away the pistol: "It's okay, that's Ling Luo."

Then they saw Ling Luo negotiating with the two traffic policemen in the car for about 10 minutes. After he stuffed a thick handful of money into the hands of the two traffic policemen, the matter was considered resolved.

The traffic police who got the money left directly, completely forgetting about the broken car they wanted to check.

Ling Luo waited until the traffic police were far away, quickly got into the car, and drove the car next to Liancheng Yazhi and the others.

Ling Luo got out of the car and opened the door for Liancheng Yazhi: "Young Master Ya, get in the car quickly."

When he saw that there were three other people in the car, he was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and helped carry Kang Chen into the car without asking any further questions.

Liancheng Yazhi was the last to get into the car. Before leaving, he took off the license plate on the broken car.

After getting in the car, the first thing he said to Ling Luo was: "I'll get someone to destroy this car later. It's best not to take it from the scrap yard."

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