Super Luxury King System

A sapphire audi pike suddenly turned 180 degrees on a orienteering road in hangzhou and sped out in reverse.

Zhang xiao rolled her eyes and gave ling boli an order, "Ling boli, get me all the road surveillance cameras in hangzhou immediately. Find a black Vico with the license plate number hang a37551, quick."

"It's master."

Zhang xiaobai leaned against the passenger seat, and various surveillance images flashed through his mind. Suddenly, a black Vico appeared on the surveillance screen.

Black Vico sped along the main street. Suddenly, the car made a sharp turn and turned into a small path. It was gone.

"Brother xu, the path north between weiyang road and health road on central street." Zhang xiaobai quickly turned to remind xu Zhengyang.

Xu Zhengyang stepped on the accelerator and the car sped up again. They had to get there as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be very troublesome.

Black Vico drove into the lane, turned left and turned right into a broken village, and stopped in front of a run-down courtyard.

A few foreigners carried gong meiqi out of the car and hurriedly carried her to the courtyard. However, they did not notice that when they carried gong meiqi out of the car, a handbag fell to the ground. Originally, with their caution, they should have noticed it, but they were too nervous because they had taken gong meiqi away earlier. When they recognized the wraith, they were wearing masks but the wraith were not wearing them. When they recognized the wraith, they panicked.

After carrying gong meiqi into the house, the two foreigners waiting in the room came forward to confirm the appearance of gong meiqi and patted the shoulder of the person beside her, "Jerry, you did well. You..."

"Ah!" Jerry was shocked by his companion's pat on the shoulder.

His companion was shocked by Jerry's overreaction, "Jerry, what are you doing?"

"Jack, ghost! This woman has something to do with the wraith!" Jerry grabbed Jack's shoulder.

Jack jumped up. This time, he really jumped up, "Jerry, don't mention the god of death, don't mention it! Wait, what did you say? This woman has something to do with the wraith?"

"That's right. When we kidnapped this woman, the ghost came towards us. Fortunately, he was a distance away from us and had no gun in his hand." Jerry's face turned pale, and he looked frightened.

"Fuck! Fuck! Why is the wraith here? How could he have anything to do with this woman?" Jack looked frightened and suddenly looked up at Jerry, "Did the ghost catch up? Did you catch up?"

"No." Jerry swallowed a mouthful of water, "We injured this woman's companion. When we left, the ghost was giving the injured woman first aid."

"That's good, that's good, that's good. No, I'm going to call the captain. This mission isn't something that one of our teams can complete. Damn the James consortium, they dared to hide the information! Fuck!" As Jack spoke, he took out his phone and started to make a call.

A black man who kidnapped gong meiqi came to Jerry and looked at Jerry in confusion, "Hey, Jerry, what are you afraid of? Wraith? The independent mercenary? What's he got to be afraid of? His reputation has been blown out. If he dares to come, I will definitely blow his head off."

"Damned nigger, don't mention him in front of me, don't mention him again!" Jerry grabbed the nigger's collar like a madman, his eyes glowing with fear.

"Hey, buddy, calm down, calm down." The black man was shocked by Jerry's reaction.

Jerry let go of the negro and sat down in his chair, muttering to himself, "That's a devil. You didn't have any dealings with him. You don't know how scary he was. Back then, we were a squadron, a whole squadron, and more than a hundred people chased after him. However, when he left, we were only a squadron It's a ghost in the dark, a god of death who unknowingly took our lives. Besides the eight god of war in the group, no one is his opponent."

The black man looked at Jerry in a daze and his entire body shuddered. Although he had only joined Jerry and the others for a year, their fighting power was convincing to the blacks. Otherwise, they would not have believed Jerry and Jack to be the commanders of the operation. However, they did not expect that they had once been slaughtered by a squadron by someone. And now, the god of death was met by him.

Jack walked out of the inner room with a gloomy expression. He glanced at gong meiqi in the corner and turned to look at Jerry, "Jerry, the higher-ups have ordered us to use this woman as bait to trap the ghost."

"Fuck, Jack, are you kidding me? With a dozen of us? To lure and kill the wraith?" Jerry's eyes almost popped out.

"The war god Hill, the war god farr, and the war god crow have boarded the plane. We only need to live for twelve hours. At four o' clock in the morning, the three war god will arrive." Jack told a man that Jerry was slightly relieved.

Jerry calmed down and gritted his teeth, "Alright, since the third world war god is on his way, let's give it our all. In this way, we will secretly transfer this woman to someone else's house and leave two brothers to watch over her. We will wait here. Even if the ghost finds her, we can use this woman to blackmail her and make..."

While Jerry and the others were discussing how to deal with the wraith, a courtyard door not far away opened and a young man in a wheelchair slowly walked out with his wheelchair pushed.

Rumble, rumble!

The wheelchair turned and the young man walked slowly along the road. Suddenly, the young man's eyes lit up. He pushed the wheelchair and took two quick steps, bent over to pick up a purse, and looked up at the courtyard door in front of him. He whispered to himself, "These foreigners aren't good birds. They're still looking for miss at night. Hmph, I'm so lucky. Miss lost her bag. It'd be best if she depended on these foreigners."

Rumble, rumble!

The young man pushed the wheelchair and walked back quickly.

"Uncle, why are you out for a walk again? Call me and I'll push you! A seven- or eight-year-old child ran over in a hurry.

The young man had a warm look in his eyes, "Little tiger, be good. It's getting late. You should go to bed. Uncle can just take a stroll around by himself." Lowering his head, he took a look at the cigarette and leather band in the child's hand, and a trace of doubt appeared on the young man's face, "Little tiger, did you break your slingshot again? Who did you buy cigarettes for?"

"I found a good sling fork for my mother to make again. My father asked me to buy cigarettes for my uncle." The little tiger put the cigarette into the young man's wheelchair, "Dad said that smoking is bad. Uncle can take two when he is in a bad mood. Don't smoke normally."