At this time, Fan Qizhao figured it out: "You're right. This is just like the last round of a certain group match I played in the Chinese team. Not only do we have to win, but our opponents have to win to qualify. No matter how the game goes there, Let’s take it down first and then talk about it - look at what I’m doing!”

You Dian didn't dare to speak, thinking in his mind: Brother Fan, you gave a bad example. Why do I remember that you were defeated that time, but the other team helped you win to qualify?

But being interrupted by Fan Qizhao, You Dian calmed down: Yes, it is true to care about so many things and take every step now.

After being so calm, there is no need to worry about Xiaojie Yesen's battle, but there is no real sense of crisis left. The opponents do have an overwhelming advantage, but according to the explanation of "Supplementary Rules" expert Xu Fatty, they dare not kill themselves directly. At most, it will make you unable to work normally, but as long as you arrive at the 90,000-person stadium, join forces with your junior brothers, stabilize the situation in Xilu, and allow the Tang Dynasty League to be held as scheduled, it is a matter of course.

As for the journey to the 90,000-person stadium, which is already halfway done, there is nothing to worry about.

Fatty Xu suddenly asked Fan Qizhao: "Where did you find this driver? Why do you trust him so much?"

Fan Qizhao was about to say something when the driver sneered: "As expected of Fatty Xu, you discovered me!"

While he was talking, he had already passed the double solid line and drove onto the opposite road.

Fan Qizhao was shocked and reacted quickly. He hit the driver in the face with his iron elbow and the driver fainted on the spot. Fan Qizhao, at the critical moment of life and death, still wanted to grab the steering wheel. Fatty Xu shouted: "It's too late! Jump out of the car!"

She was talking but her buttocks were not moving, because ordinary people jumping out of the car could not solve the problem at this time. She said this to two adults with some magical powers. I bet they can still do some tricks, otherwise Must die.

A large truck crashed directly into it, but it was dripping with blood. The poor Mayor Fan's special car with a license plate beginning with 0 was crushed to pieces. With its current shape, no one could recognize that it was a member of the Meseles family.

The trustworthy driver will definitely not survive.

Mayor Fan's indestructible iron shoulders during his playing days were covered in blood, his back was hunched over, and his energy was sluggish, but at least he was still alive.

Someone nearby sighed, and someone spat: "What a pity! I couldn't crush this dog official to death!"

Not far away, You Dian landed on the ground with Fatty Xu in his arms. As soon as he landed, he quickly put her down. Fatty Xu was also considerate. As soon as You Dian made a gesture to let her go, he immediately used exercises that were incompatible with his body shape. Law, perfect landing.

You Dian was thinking: Fatty Xu lives up to his name, he is so heavy!

You Dian's little trick became much more successful than Fan Qizhao's. Although the situation was urgent, he was able to escape safely.

While he was still recovering from the catastrophe, a UFO hurriedly hit him on the head, hitting him in the air. He saw it was a pebble, and thought: Where can I find pebbles on this road?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a bigger thing flying towards Fatty Xu. I took a closer look and saw that it was actually a complete seven-hole brick. I didn't dare to take it, and I couldn't bear to use my remaining magical power to waste it, so I quickly pulled it. Fatty Xu retreated quickly.

This retreat was back to back with Fan Qizhao, next to it was a double solid line, and there were many people standing on the street a little closer. Behind these people, You Dian and Fan Qizhao knew that it was a private middle school called Beixing, and they were worried in their hearts. A sudden thought occurred: Counting the past, when did this street have so many people? Was it planned for a long time?

What kind of cobblestones, where are the seven-hole bricks coming from? The road is dangerous, and people are trapped on the street. Fan Qizhao just wanted to go up the street, but was beaten all the way back to the double solid line. On the opposite side, especially

Dian and Fan Qizhao knew it was a cemetery without looking at it, so they both thought that they really couldn't run there and really put their lives to death.

A gentle man with glasses jumped out of the big truck, wearing a vest and driving gloves. He walked a few steps and faced the wreckage of the mayor's car. He put his palms together and muttered something. I heard the last sentence clearly: "Your sacrifice must be meaningful."

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Both You Dian and Fan Qizhao wanted to say: Wasn't he crushed to death by you?

I saw him raising his arms and shouting: "Being an official does not make decisions for the people!"

You Dian and Fan Qizhao knew they were talking about themselves, but they couldn't help but wanted to say, "It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes." However, they heard people on both sides echo in unison: "It's better to cook Oden in a convenience store!"

Fan Qizhao's heart trembled: Fortunately, I didn't go, there was someone on the opposite side!

You Dian thought even more profoundly: This must be some agreed upon secret code!

Fan Qizhao no longer cared about his tough guy image at this time, and felt that his voice was about to cry: "Mr. Xu! What should I do? Didn't you say you wouldn't kill us?"

Fatty Xu still didn't lose his composure at this moment: "Believe me, I won't kill you, I will just beat you half to death."

After a pause, he continued: "Although they are a bit stinky, their target is me. You can go to the street and you will be half dead at most, but I will definitely die if I go up there."

You Dian shouted in a tone that sounded like the hero of an idol drama confessing: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu! We will never let them hurt you in the slightest!"

Fan Qizhao nodded heavily, thinking: Just kidding, if you die, the game is over.

The truck driver was abandoning the truck and running quickly towards the side of the street from Beixin Middle School.

A woman, two men, a truck, and a pile of Mercedes-Benz wreckage were about to be left on the road.

Fatty Xu said in a deep voice: "Since you want to protect me with all your strength, then remember, no matter how dangerous it is, never go to the street."

Fan Qizhao and You Dian could see clearly now. Whether it was outside the Beixing Middle School or the cemetery, it was overcrowded with people. Cobblestones, seven-hole bricks, and short knives were three relatively gentle civilian weapons. Next they saw a pistol.

, the two mayors were so horrified that they went to the street thinking they were fools.

Fatty Xu seemed to not understand what they were thinking and emphasized: "Remember, no matter what happens, don't go to the street!"

You Dian also nodded heavily: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu!"

Fan Qizhao said: "Let's run forward quickly, Yaosimu Road is already very close to our destination."

Fatty Xu sighed: "In addition to pistols, have you seen many remote controls in people's hands?"

Fan Qizhao asked curiously: "What the hell are you doing, flying a drone to take aerial photos of our miserable situation?"

Fatty Xu said again: "Remember, never go to the street!"

Fan Qizhao became impatient and simply said: "Only fools come here."

Fatty Xu sighed inwardly: You won't say that soon.

I heard a roar from afar, but it wasn’t that far away in fact. You could see it when you looked up, both in front and behind. So on Yaosuimu Road not far from the 90,000-person stadium, there were only one woman, two men, and a truck.

, and a pile of Mercedes-Benz wreckage, and in the blink of an eye there were many more cars. They drove crookedly, showing double solid lines, left and right, curves, snakes, and some driving W-shaped, speed

Getting faster and faster, the purpose becomes more and more clear. I just want to have a love-hate collision with the humans on the road.

Coincidentally, there was no driver in each vehicle.

If Fan Qizhao and You Dian had the leisure to count them elegantly, they would find that the number of cars is consistent with the number of remote controls on the street.
Chapter completed!