Wang Han stared at the bronze coffin with big eyes.
He turned around and looked at Huang Feishu and Huang Wang. The two of them looked at Wang Han, "Close the lid, Master Jiu! What's wrong with you?"
"What did you two hear?" Wang Han asked.
"What did you hear? I didn't hear anything!" Huang Feishi said in confusion.
Huang Wang recalled for a moment and said, "I seem to hear someone say juice?"
While talking, Huang Feishi's stomach roared and made a squeaking sound, "Master Jiu, you may have heard it wrong, it was me who had diarrhea." Huang Feishi's face suddenly changed, and he covered his stomach and headed towards the room.
Run inside.
A few minutes later.
Huang Feishu changed into a new pair of pants and walked towards this side.
"Damn it! I have never been unlucky since I dug out this thing!" Huang Feishi said, rubbing her stomach.
Wang Han still looked at the bronze coffin in confusion. It didn't seem like an illusion just now, and the sound must have come from this thing.
National teacher?
Wang Han passed it in his mind and always felt that these two words had appeared. It seemed that someone had said it, and his brain was a little crashing in an instant and couldn't think of it.
Huang Feishu tied up his belt and ordered someone to come in, open the yard door and carry the thing out.
Wang Han made way out of the position and watched the brothers below carry the bronze coffin and walk out the truck with a cigarette in his mouth.
After a closer look, this truck is still a bulletproof car.
This is enough to show the imperialist's importance to this bronze coffin.
Wang Han and Huang Wang and Huang Feishu walked outside at the same time.
After walking two steps out, the three of them whined at the same time, just like filming a silent drama, the manhole cover of the drainage canal on the side of the road collapsed, and the three of them stepped in together.
Wang Han and Huang Wang's reactions came up without getting wet. Huang Feishu had poor kung fu skills and half of his legs stalked in, pulling out his feet with a sad face.
"Damn it! Since I dug out this thing, I have been writing words on my back." Huang Feishi stomped his feet and cursed.
"Master Qi, Master Jiu, you two are a little away from this thing. This thing is so fucking evil!" Huang Feishi was about to kick the tire and shake the mud on it, but the car went forward.
After sliding, Huang Feimao didn't stand firmly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the sewer lid that had just been crushed.
Wang Han quickly reached out to grab it, but unexpectedly the quality of the clothes was too poor, so he tore it open and Huang Feishu stuck his head in.
When I came out, I had a dry retching.
Wang Han glanced at his fingers. He was thick and thick. Although he couldn't be said to be invulnerable to swords and guns, it was not easy to break.
I could even break my fingers if I punched a nail today.
Zhuge Jueluo shouted, Huang Wang was distracted, the cigarette butt fell off, he quickly grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
I didn't pay much attention, so I smoked in the reverse direction, pursed my lips so hot that I smashed the cigarette butt into the drainage channel.
Huang Feishi went back and changed his clothes.
Ask several subordinates to drive a truck to pull the bronze coffin.
There was a person left in the truck to stay, but this thing was so evil. Under the voting of several people, Ximen Doudou gloriously got into the co-pilot of the truck!
Huang Wang and Huang Feishu drove in the front to lead the way.
There is the big truck in the middle.
Wang Han and Zhuge Jueluo drove behind.
The Imperial specially created a place to store this thing.
Wang Han was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and Zhuge Jueluo was sitting in the passenger seat. Zhuge Jueluo took out a pickled pepper chicken claw from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.
I just took a bite and spit it out. I took the packaging bag and looked at it. "Jie Nima expired two years ago? No wonder that grandson looked so weird at me!"
Throwing the packaging bag aside, Zhuge Jueluo took out a red sausage. As soon as he opened his mouth to eat, the car suddenly bumped violently and directly hit his throat.
Wang Han rushed to brake.
"I lost my tire if it explodes!"
Zhuge Jueluo ate, "Jie Nima has never been unlucky since she met Jie's thing!"
Wang Han got out of the car and changed his tires.
Get back in the car, "Someone is staring at us!"
Zhuge Jueluo ate the red sausage in big mouthfuls and glanced at the rearview mirror, "You've been staring at me for a day!"
The car just left.
Fan Jian was kicked out of the hair salon by Brother Camel, and he looked funny with a green moxie head.
It was too fierce to come out, and Fan Jian hit a woman in leather clothes.
When he looked up, Fan Jian licked his lips, "What an exaggerated pectoralis major muscle!"
"Baga!"
The woman slapped Fan Jian in the face, then got into a car, and the car headed towards the car Wang Han was heading.
Fan Jian covered his face and looked at the woman who looked very tall and looked very much like Asuka Kiro, "I am still a foreign slut!"
"Dad! What should I do now? Could it be that I can let this person go?" Fan Xiaoqiang walked out of it, and blood and hair stuck together on his head.
Brother Luotuo walked out of it and beat the father and son again, "Be careful in the future! Don't mess with everyone!"
Fan Jian hugged his head and admitted his mistakes frequently.
After the person left, he spoke to Fan Xiaoqiang, "We can't move this person anymore, so we can only go to find your sister!"
Wang Han glanced at the rearview mirror and put an arm on the car window.
Huang Wang in front of him heard a message, "Lao Jiu, someone is watching him behind him, and I'll find a place where no one is done later!"
"receive!"
The car gradually headed towards the streets with few people.
Sakura Watanabe sat lazily in the passenger seat, looking at the cars in front of him coldly. Her leather jacket perfectly outlined her figure with a protruding front and a curvy back. Her two round and slender legs were swaying, and her skin was white and tender, and she was able to play.
Broken, he picked up the pager with a charming spirit, and slowly opened his mouth, "When I arrive at a place where there is no one, I will prepare to take action! I will grab the thing! The president is bound to win this thing!"
The pager responded.
"Hi!"
Sakura Watanabe played with a gun, raised her to gesture at the car in front, and the sound of piupiu came from her mouth.
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "A bunch of little thieves who don't know how to live or die!"
A middle-aged man sat in the back row, holding a samurai sword in his arms, "Miss Sakurako, please don't underestimate our enemies!"
Sakurako Watanabe was lying lazily in the passenger seat, her two slender and tight legs raised up and placed them in front, "We were able to run here a hundred years ago, but now we can still do it! They are not worthy of being our enemies!
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The middle-aged man said again, "Miss Sakurako, there is an old saying in this country that rabbits use all their strength to fight eagles. It is best not to underestimate our enemies!"
Sakurako Watanabe didn't care at all, "You look down on them too much! There is another old saying in this country, saying, don't be ambitious and destroy your own majesty!"
The car at the end of the convoy in front suddenly drove towards the side. Watanabe Sakurako looked over and saw the young man driving and the white-haired man in the co-pilot crawling into a supermarket on the side of the road to buy things.
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Sakurako Watanabe pointed at the two men with a gun, "Yota! Have you seen it? I've told you! This kind of little thief who doesn't come to the stage!"
A few minutes later.
The car stopped for a while, two people stood in front of them, wearing vests, hats, masks, and white gloves. They dug a hole in the mask and bit a whistle. The whistle blew, and they raised their hands to signal the car to stop.
The two walked towards this side.
A man knocked on the driver's window, "Show your driver's license!"
The driver quickly took out his driver's license.
Another knocked on the rear window, "Hello! Please show your ID!"
When Masao lowered down the car window and reached out to find the ID, the man suddenly made a move and knocked Masao out of his neck.
Sakurako Watanabe was shocked to find something wrong and quickly pulled out her gun. The man who checked the driver's license broke the driver's neck and grabbed the driver's gun in his hand. The black muzzle pointed at Sakurako Watanabe.
Zhuge Jueluo showed mercy and knocked Sakurako Watanabe out of touch, tied three people and stuffed them into the trunk, and chased them out.
No more than three minutes before and after.
Half an hour later, the three cars finally arrived in a village around Jiangning City after five tire blowouts. The emperor bought a house with a basement here, which was specially prepared for this thing.
Wang Han ordered someone to carry the thing in, and turned around and saw the emperor walking towards this side with his nose bleeding.
Behind him was an old man with a slutty eyebrows and his eyes looked debilitated.
The first thing I saw was that this person seemed to be a natural unlucky guy, with his two eyebrows in a horoscope, which added a bit of a distortion.
The clothes are worn in rags, skinny, and with your head down and your eyes rolling to see people, giving people a sense of fear of talking to people.
When Wang Han saw the emperor bleeding from his nose, he almost said goodbye to this minor problem. It would definitely be extraordinary if he could make the emperor bleeding from his nose.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?" Wang Han asked.
The emperor glanced at the old man with a sluggish eyebrows.
The old man shrank his neck and laughed dryly. His ragged and malnourished look gave people a pitiful and funny impression. The old man bowed to Wang Han.
Still the same as shy eyebrows.
"There is a great evil Taoist Li Gousheng, I have met the Taoist master!"