The moment Ma Dong's car stopped, several other cars in the same group also stepped on the brakes.
Before the cars could stop, several men in black jumped out of the cars.
Before I could react, several men in black had already caught the man running towards the front of the car.
The men in black had obviously practiced this many times. After stuffing the man into one of the commercial vehicles, the men in black quickly returned to their respective cars.
Then the convoy continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
Mr. Ma, who was sitting next to me, seemed to be fine and continued to study my airplane-turned-house.
In the end, I couldn't hold my breath anymore, pointed at the cars following behind me, and said to Chairman Ma:
"Did I get dazzled just now?
Did someone come over to touch porcelain? Is that the end of it?
Or should I say that there are too many things like this, and you have long been used to it, Lao Ma?"
Ma Dong smiled indifferently and said:
"How can I get used to this?
I just don't want to waste time on such boring things.
If I have to handle such matters personally, then I don't have to do anything else.
There are people specifically responsible for handling such matters, so I don’t need to worry about it.”
Before Director Ma finished speaking, the driver in front seemed to have received a call.
He lowered his head, whispered a few words, and then said to his boss in the rearview mirror:
"Mr. Ma, Minister Qiao from the Security Department said there was something wrong with the person who stopped the car just now.
I want you to take a look at it for yourself, please take a look.”
Ma Dong had just finished boasting about such a thing, so there was no need for him to worry about it.
Unexpectedly, before I finish speaking, I have to worry about something.
Ma Dong shrugged at me helplessly and said with a smile:
"It seems it's too early to speak.
Please take the video call."
The last half of the sentence was directed at his driver. As he finished speaking, he saw a small monitor rising slowly behind the driver's seat.
Ma Dong didn't have to do anything. The monitor automatically turned on, revealing a middle-aged man in his forties.
The man looked a little nervous, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.
After meeting Ma Dong, he first took a deep breath, and then said in Mandarin with a Guangfeng style:
"Boss, something was wrong with what just happened. I suggest you leave Hexi immediately.
At the same time, please invite professional people.”
Seeing the man not talking about the topic, Ma Dong frowned slightly and said directly:
"You need to let me know what happened first.
Lao Qiao, I spent seven times my salary to recruit you, not to ask you to guess riddles for me.
What happened to make you so nervous?"
The man was silent for a moment, then reached out to remove the camera in front of him, held it in his hand, changed the angle, and said:
"Boss, you have to make preparations first"
It was said that Mr. Ma was asked to sit down and get ready, but a monster appeared on the monitor at the same time.
Strictly speaking, this monster may be a human being.
In the picture is a person's body, but as the camera moves up, a bald head is seen.
Where the mouth used to be, there was a dark hole.
Apart from this hole, there are no other organs on the face.
No eyes, nose or ears could be seen. It looked like a bare goose egg with a hole in it.
Even though Ma Dong had seen the world, he was also shocked by the monster in front of him.
After taking a deep breath, he suddenly thought of something and said to Lao Qiao, who was holding a camera on the monitor:
"Is this the person who stopped the car just now? No, I saw him not like this just now."
Before Director Ma finished speaking, Old Qiao's figure appeared on the monitor again.
There was a mask in his hand that looked like a hood, with all the facial features on the mask.
"He was wearing this kind of mask and headgear just now. It was very detailed. If you hadn't seen this kind of mask before, you would have misunderstood him.
Boss, right after this man got in the car, he kept making strange noises from his mouth.
It’s like reciting sutras.”
While talking, another picture taken by a mobile phone appeared in the camera.
In the picture, it's still Old Qiao, reaching out to take off the hood from the weirdo's head.
Several black people in the car screamed in fright, and then heard a sound like convulsions coming from the weirdo's 'mouth'.
The sound has a melody, as if a monk is reciting sutras.
At this time, Lao Qiao appeared on the screen again. After taking a deep breath, he coughed and said:
"Boss, cough, I suggest you leave here immediately
Before things are clear, don’t—cough, cough, cough, cough.”
Before he finished his sentence, Lao Qiao was already coughing and speechless.
Lao Qiao was not the only one coughing. Others around him could also be heard coughing violently.
At this time, I saw something was wrong from the side and said to Lao Qiao who was still lowering his head and coughing:
"Man, why is your face bleeding?
It's not your face, you're bleeding from all seven holes, go there quickly."
Before the word "hospital" was uttered, the screen suddenly flipped continuously.
At the same time, the driver seemed to have discovered something, suddenly stepped on the accelerator and drove the car quickly.
At this time, there was a loud noise behind him.
Director Ma and I turned around and found that a black commercial vehicle behind us lost control. It hit other vehicles in the same group and then overturned.
There was an accident in the business car.
Director Ma and I both came to our senses. I have seen a lot of strange things like this in the past few months. After we came to our senses, we immediately shouted to the driver:
"Tell the convoy behind you not to touch that commercial vehicle.
Don't even try to rescue the people in the car."
The driver ignored me and just looked at Mr. Ma in the rearview mirror, waiting for his boss's words.
Director Ma understood what I meant. He took a deep breath and said to the driver:
"Do as His Highness says.
Leave one vehicle waiting for rescue, while the remaining vehicles continue driving.
Let’s leave Hexi now”
The driver then picked up the phone and passed on his boss's words.
At this time, Ma Dong wiped his cold sweat, turned to me and said:
"Your Highness, look"
"I don't want to look, I can't see anything."
After giving Ma Dong a bitter smile, I continued:
"Even though my nickname is the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, I am actually a prodigal son.
I have seen many immortals, but I really don’t have that ability.
My father might not accept me as his godson - never mind, this isn't a good thing, and it won't be good for anyone to say it.
Have someone call this number and find an old man named Bu Liuxian.
Just say that I'm in trouble here and ask him to come over and help me deal with it.
I think this old man can handle this matter today, but the old man is greedy for money, so Mr. Ma, you will have to spend a lot of money."