The Rolls-Royce in the middle of the "Crunch" convoy stopped at the emergency stop on the highway. As soon as this car stopped, other cars were stunned, because according to the itinerary plan made by the bodyguard leader, the convoy can only enter the service when it is in the middle of the journey.
We stopped once in the area, and then drove straight to Shanghai on the expressway without stopping again.
"Bang!" Xiang Que opened the car door and walked directly to the front of the Rolls-Royce and squatted down.
Eight people in black suits from each of the four Mercedes-Benz 600s in front and behind quickly got out of the car, and then each took their position near the Rolls-Royce and stared cautiously at the surroundings.
The bodyguard leader is called John, a retired soldier in his forties who is very experienced in handling emergencies. After making several gestures in succession, all his men performed their duties and took precautions.
John quickly walked to the back seat of the Rolls-Royce and rolled down the window ten centimeters before stopping.
"Sir?"
Situ Shengyun waved his hand and said: "Relax, don't be nervous, maybe Mr. Xiang has something urgent..."
"Pah!" Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. After taking two puffs, he held it in the corner of his mouth and squinted at the front of the Rolls-Royce.
Under the headlight of the car, there is a small bright red flower. The flower is very red and bright, with seven petals. It is inserted on the air intake grille under the headlight.
The Biangan flower, commonly known as the flower of death, mostly grows in dark cemeteries, beside the Huangquan River and under the Naihe Bridge. It was noon and we were driving on the highway, and this damn Rolls-Royce didn't even drive to the cemetery.
Here, where did the flowers of the other side come from?
This was the second time Xiang Que encountered this flower after he went down to Zhongnan Mountain. The first time was by the dead rot water in the teaching building of Sichuan University.
The flower of the other shore, the flower of greeting, where there are such words, it means that there will be souls of the dead coming to welcome you. Who on this highway can be a soul of the dead?
"Bata, bah" Xiang Que took a few puffs of cigarette and paused for a long while, then took out his cell phone and called Tang Xinhe.
"Brother, are you busy? Please help me if you can." Xiang Que got straight to the point after waiting for the call to be answered.
"Say it"
"In the middle section of the Nanjing-Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway, please help me adjust the surveillance video at the Jurong Toll Station. The time is 11 o'clock at noon. There is a convoy of a Rolls-Royce and several Mercedes-Benz. You focus on the Rolls-Royce.
Find me the video of who approaches the direction of the car after it stops at the toll station, and then send it to my mobile phone."
"Okay, let's wait for the letter." On the phone, Tang Xinhe said jokingly: "Hey, brother, did your FBI infiltrate our people's internal affairs? Some time ago, you asked me to call you two people on the phone, and now you ask me to call you
Please adjust the video, you are quite mysterious."
"Shhh, keep your voice down, are you free to inquire about the Chinese Dragon Group?" Xiang Que boasted seriously.
"The Dragon Group is also studying infertility now? Your Dragon Group's business development is quite extensive."
"We just hit it off. The matter between you and your sister-in-law has nothing to do with work. Brother, if you don't want to talk to me, I'm busy." Xiang Que hung up the phone with a cigarette in his mouth, unbuttoned his belt and faced the car windshield openly,
Pulled down his pants.
"Shh, shh, shh..."
Xiang Que whistled and forced himself to pee, because he had already gone to the bathroom in the service area, and it was really hard for you to make him pee at this time.
"Zi" a yellow line started from the waist down, rushed under the headlights of the Rolls-Royce, and poured water on the other side of the flower.
The driver of the Rolls-Royce suddenly felt a little stupid. He turned around and said dumbfounded: "Master Yun, a car worth more than 8 million yuan made him piss? Domestically, now
Are you so hating the rich?"
"Um, maybe this gentleman has some special hobbies, or... or maybe he has frequent urination and dirty urine or something." Situ Shengyun rubbed his head in despair.
After pouring urine, the flowers on the other side of the air intake grille withered and fell off the grille. They were completely wilted.
Xiang Que shivered, then pulled up his pants and tied his belt. He flicked the cigarette butts in his hands and sat back in the Rolls-Royce. After getting in the car, he stuffed a piece of talisman paper held between the index and middle fingers of his right hand into his
Under the seat.
The peace and evil talisman keeps you safe and eliminates evil things.
The driver in front took out two tissues and handed them to Xiang Que wordlessly.
"Thank you, it's very relaxing." Xiang Que wiped his hands and nodded.
"Sir, are you feeling a little weak?" Situ Shengyun from behind asked with a smile.
"Well, I may have had a slight endocrine disorder recently."
"I'll ask the kitchen to make you some soup tonight, add some wolfberry and ginseng, it will replenish your qi. This recipe has been passed down for a long time. An old Chinese doctor wrote it to me. It's more effective."
The team started off again after peeing in the queue. It was only delayed for a few minutes, but the pee made the entire team confused.
"Hey, Mr. Situ... what is that?" Xiang Que suddenly turned around and asked, "This is your birth year."
"Ah?" Situ Shengyun was stunned, and then asked in surprise: "How do you know?"
"I searched it on Baidu and looked it up online out of curiosity." Xiang Que said with a smile, "Is it a tiger?"
"Well, it's tiger," Situ Shengyun replied in confusion, but after Xiang Que asked these two sentences, he stopped saying anything and turned around again.
Situ Shengyun glanced at his fourth uncle next to him, who still had his eyes closed and didn't say a word from beginning to end.
After the convoy got on the expressway, there were no further incidents. It arrived in Shanghai smoothly and drove to the vicinity of Huaihai Road, where it stopped at the Hilton Hotel.
After getting off the car, the group went straight from the parking lot elevator to the upstairs suite. The rooms had been arranged before they arrived and they could just check in directly.
"Sir, there is a cocktail party tonight." Before entering the room, Situ Shengyun greeted Xiang Que.
Xiang Que smiled and replied: "I'll accompany you. Just call me when you leave."
After returning to his room, his cell phone rang. When he opened it, he saw a video recording sent to him by Tang Xinhe. The video was exactly about 11 o'clock after they entered the Jurong service area at noon.
I opened the video to Wanqiang and looked at it carefully.
There were a lot of people in the service area at that time. This month was during the summer vacation, and there were more people traveling. The parking lot was almost full. When the Rolls-Royce fleet entered the service area and stopped, many people
People began to gather around to watch, and there were quite a few who were closer to the front of the car.
"Who did Situ Shengyun offend or have a grudge against? Someone would actually set up a feng shui tactic to harm him? The most damn important thing is that I was also in the car at the time. If I didn't find the flower of the other side by chance,
The lives of four people in this car must be taken care of on the highway."
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