The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 583 What a cold man
Bai Yuling looked down at the map, his eyes under the sunglasses did not show a trace of fatigue, and said in a brisk tone, "Our current location is Grandma Mountain, Long County, Yuncheng, and we will be there in about three hours."

"Finally it's almost here, brother is exhausted."

"It's Jiang Ting who drove the car. He hasn't complained of being tired for 48 consecutive hours. Why are you tired from eating and drinking all the time?" Bai Yuling rolled his eyes.

"I sit for a long time and my butt hurts."

Bai Yuling: "..."

Jiang Ting is like a tireless machine, always maintaining a high level of calm, driving with a deadpan expression.

Quan Lang on the co-pilot slept soundlessly and snored lightly from time to time.

He Xiangsi cheered up, put on headphones and listened to music, while Ouyang Buxiu squinted his presbyopia next to him and played King of Glory.

Sakurai Tsuki taught him how to play this game, and since then there has been another trick in Glory of Kings that makes people slam their phones in anger.

Just when the car was quiet, an accident happened that no one expected.

The car drove out of the tunnel, Jiang Ting didn't know what he saw, his eyes widened, and he stepped on the brakes suddenly.

"squeak!!!"

The car running at high speed stopped instantly, and all the people in the car flew out, and were pulled back by seat belts.

Quan Lang was the worst, he wasn't wearing a seat belt, his handsome face had a close contact with the glass, his facial features were squeezed out of shape.

Pressing both hands on the front windshield, the posture is like a gecko being thrown out.

At the same time, the four cars behind almost collided, and the sound of brakes resounded through the canyon.

Quan Lang pulled his face off the glass, rubbed his tall nose, grinned and cursed, "Fuck! Jiang Ting, can you drive!"

You have disturbed the young master's lucid dream!
"What's going on? What happened?" Bai Yuling supported the chair in front of him to sit firmly, and took off the sunglasses that had slipped off the bridge of his nose.

He Xiangsi was also so frightened that he threw the phone away, Ouyang Buxiu slapped his thigh and shouted, "Ah, I lost again."

"Uncle Ouyang, have you ever won?" Sakurai Yue got up stumblingly, not forgetting to say a word to him, and then looked in front of the car.

Jiang Ting clenched the steering wheel tightly, staring at the flying stone debris outside the windshield, and said solemnly, "I'm in trouble."

Looking at the situation outside, everyone was surprised and speechless.

I saw that the large piece of rubble on the mountain had been split into several halves, the already steep mountain road in front of me was completely blocked, and a dark figure could be vaguely seen amidst the dust.

Everyone got out of the car.

The agents surrounded him with serious faces, with their pistols drawn, ready to fight.

The white debris and dust gradually fell to the ground, and the sea breeze blew in, and the scene in front of me gradually became clear...

On a relatively intact huge rock, sat a mysterious man in black clothes.

The fingers of the black half-glove are slender and strong, and one hand rests casually on the sharp hilt of the sword.

The blade of the sword was inserted into the stone beneath him, reflecting a cold and sharp blue light under the sunlight.

One of the man's long legs was bent at will, and the pure black trousers were wrapped in short boots of the same color, making his legs even more slender.

He wore a black hoodie on his upper body, and his eyes under the hood were sharp and indifferent, as if nothing could enter his eyes.

The lower half of the face is covered by a black mask, and the tall nose bridge and smooth and firm facial lines can be vaguely seen.

What a cruel man!

(End of this chapter)