Godly Dragon Guard

He can also understand why the secluded martial arts cultivator is reluctant to come out. Once you are used to one environment, it is very difficult to get used to a relatively poor new environment. The light and pure air makes people feel a little a little tired compared to the turbid air. can not stand it.

Zhang Mingchen lives in a big mountain near Qingfeng Mountain. There is a winding path at the foot of the mountain, and there are even people living on the mountain.

Shen Lang was very familiar with this place, and he flew up the mountain with ease. In the warm spring, the mountain was lush and green, and the environment was very good.

Soon, Shen Lang saw a small village. The wooden house in the deepest part near the waterfall was the old man's residence.

This is a wooden house made entirely of trees. It has many rooms and a large space. The wooden house is quite well built. Although you cannot see the scene inside, just looking at it from the outside will make people feel like this. The cabin feels very comfortable.

The door was open, and Shen Lang walked in directly.

The old man Zhang Mingchen was sitting in front of the computer screen with his legs crossed, playing QQ Landlords.

"Damn, that's so boring!"

Zhang Mingchen thought he was sure to win, but he was still killed by Player A with four 10s. He felt a little unhappy for a moment, so he turned off the game and prepared to watch the latest downloaded action movie.

"Master, I'm back." Shen Lang shouted at the door.

Zhang Mingchen sat with his head in front of the computer, without looking back, and said: "I guess you, the turtle grandson, should be back by now. How about it? Qingfeng Mountain is fun, isn't it?"

Shen Lang's face darkened, and he said angrily: "I almost died because I, your apprentice, got into trouble again."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingchen turned around and glanced at Shen Lang, and asked curiously: "What trouble did you, this little son of a bitch, get into again?"

Shen Lang sat on a stool nearby and told Zhang Mingchen about the recent events.

Zhang Mingchen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He somewhat admired Shen Lang's ability to cause trouble, and shouted: "You can't mess with anyone, but you mess with a guy at the top of his game. I can't protect you."

"It's okay. I cut off one of his legs, so he can't threaten me." Shen Lang said with a frown.

"It's up to you, just don't cause trouble to me." Zhang Mingchen shook his thigh, he couldn't control Shen Lang's affairs.

His apprentice was becoming more capable, so Zhang Mingchen was quite relieved despite his venomous words.

"By the way, Master, I came here this time to meet the mysterious man you mentioned before who is in retreat. When will that person come out of retreat?" Shen Lang asked about the business.

Zhang Mingchen shouted: "Just wait for another ten days. That senior will be released from seclusion in exactly ten days. If you don't look for her then, she will look for you."

Shen Lang frowned and asked: "Master, can't you reveal some information? What is the identity of this senior?"

Zhang Mingchen chuckled: "This is your business and has nothing to do with me. She will tell you when the time comes."

"Why bother?" Shen Lang muttered.

There are still ten days to wait. Shen Lang feels a little bored staying at the old man's place.

Zhang Mingchen was so skilled that everyone in the village respectfully called him Zhang Banxian, especially several beautiful widows in the village who came to bring him food every day.

Zhang Mingchen is now a complete otaku, sitting in front of the computer all day long, playing games, reading novels, and occasionally visiting the homes of a few widows in the village. He is so happy.

Shen Lang didn't bother to complain about his hobbies. He took out his mobile phone and charged it.

There was no cell phone signal in Qingfeng Mountain before, but the signal here is full. Shen Lang first called the three beauties at home.

Liu Xiaoxiao and Bai Qingyu were still at work. They were very happy when they received a call from Shen Lang. They had been unable to get through to Shen Lang.

Coincidentally, Hongyue also took over the work of Canghai Group during this period, came to Nanzhou City on a business trip, and is currently staying in a hotel in the city center.

"Shen Lang, where are you in Nanzhou City? I'm going to find you now." Hong Yue said in surprise on the phone.

"No, I'll pick you up. Give me your address quickly." Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Um."

Hongyue told Shen Lang the address, which was at the Huamei Hotel in the center of Nanzhou.

Shen Lang was going down the mountain to pick up Hong Yue, and Zhang Mingchen had no objection. Anyway, there were so many houses here, so one more person wouldn't be a problem.

"Master, do you have a car?" Shen Lang asked Zhang Mingchen who was playing on the computer.

"There's one at the bottom of the mountain. You can take it and drive it." Zhang Mingchen threw a car key to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took the car keys and quickly went down the mountain.

There is a national highway at the foot of the mountain. A Chery QQ and a sturdy military Hummer are parked on the side of the road. Both of them are cars owned by an old man.

However, the car key Zhang Mingchen gave him belonged to the Chery QQ, and it was very old, which made Shen Lang feel a little unhappy. The old man was too stingy.

Shen Lang didn't bother to complain, as long as the car could drive.

He got into the driver's seat of the Chery QQ and drove out along the national highway.

There were not many vehicles on the national highway. Shen Lang drove his Chery QQ from the fork to merge into the main road. He saw a small convoy of eight vehicles in the rearview mirror, led by a black Mercedes-Benz S600.

Generally, fleets configured like this are the ones driven by leaders during inspections.

In China, some leaders are very particular about pomp and circumstance when conducting inspections. The motorcade must be huge, and the interview vehicle must follow behind. Sometimes the masses must give way, the road must be closed, etc.

Shen Lang was not driving very fast, and the Mercedes-Benz S600 in the rearview mirror kept honking its horn, seeming a little impatient.

Shen Lang has already increased his speed to about 70 yards, and his speed is not too slow.

But suddenly, there was a "click" sound.

The engine of the Chery QQ he was driving seemed to be broken, and the car stopped instantly.

The Mercedes-Benz S600 leading the convoy behind was driving faster and rear-ended directly, hitting the butt of Chery QQ.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Chery QQ stopped in the middle of the road, and the convoy behind it also stopped.

The driver of the Mercedes-Benz behind saw the collision and immediately got out of the car. The headlights of the Mercedes-Benz S600 had been damaged and slightly dented.

The driver looked a little frightened.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man in a black suit walked out of a Hongqi car behind, followed by two tall bodyguards.

The middle-aged man in a suit is named Qian Zhiguang. He is short and fat with a big belly. He is the deputy secretary of the Nanzhou Municipal Party Committee. He came to the county for inspection this time, but he did not expect to encounter a car accident.

Shen Lang said to Qian Zhiguang: "Sorry, my car broke down."

Qian Zhiguang came over, glanced at Shen Lang, put on an official tone, and said seriously: "Young man, I'm going to criticize you. Didn't you see the leader's car behind you? Why are you occupying the road? Why not Give way in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang felt a little unhappy and shouted: "There is no such thing as occupying the road. I was originally driving in this lane, and I caught up with you from behind."

"Young man, no matter what, it is wrong for you to influence my work." Qian Zhiguang put on the airs of a leader and said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter if it's right or not. I can pay full compensation for the damaged car. That's all I can do."

"Forget it, young man, I probably can't afford the compensation." Qian Zhiguang showed a bit of disdain on his face. Seeing Shen Lang driving an old Chery QQ, he was probably just a unscrupulous person from the bottom of society.

Shen Lang frowned and sneered: "You said you can't afford to pay, so I won't pay." (To be continued)