"Little brother, are you going to see the final? It's said that tickets for the finals cost 850 yuan. They can be sold out at such a high price. It's really hot. "

Middle aged driver master, speaking standard Mandarin, said enthusiastically.

Just now, Meng ran, who got off Xiufeng mountain, happened to find a taxi by the side of the road and got on the bus directly.

The driver is very talkative, chatting all the way around, just like a pair of chatterbox appearance.

At this time, Meng ran who looked at the mobile phone message suddenly said: "you are not Jiangbei people, are you?"

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged driver frowned and quickly relaxed. He said with a smile, "little brother, good ear, uncle, my hometown is in the south of the Yangtze River. In order to make a living, he came to Jiangbei across the province."

Meng ran raised his lips and said with a sneer: "that's really hard for you. The master of martial arts should be so confused."

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the taxi immediately condensed, and a drop of sweat seeped from the tip of the driver's nose. With an embarrassed smile, he pretended to be puzzled: "what are you talking about, little brother? Martial arts master? What kind of address is that? "

Meng ran light way: "recently looked many, in the brain always appears this word."

"Ha ha."

The driver laughed two times, and his brows were gloomy.

"Damn it! Is it hard for this son of a bitch to find out who I am? How can this be possible? "

After a short silence, Meng ran slowly opened his mouth again: "the road you take is not like the road to the star entertainment stadium, right?"

"Everyone is going to see the final tonight. The road in the city must be very crowded. This is a small road. Although it is a little remote, it is definitely much faster than going downtown."

Meng ran sneered, casually perfunctory, then closed his eyes and let the driver drive.

"Call me when I get to my destination. I'll go to sleep first."

"Well, don't worry. It'll be there soon."

Between the words, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man and said, "Stinky boy, I'll send you to hell later!"

Fifteen minutes later, the remote suburbs were quiet, and there was no sound of insects.

As the taxi stopped slowly, the middle-aged driver showed his ruthlessness and was about to make a difficult decision, but he heard a sarcastic voice:

"it's really hard for the martial master of Shen family. He actually became a full-time driver for Meng. It seems that Meng is really a big face."

"Now that I know who I am, you'll die!"

A ferocious word, like a fierce beast showing its fangs.

The middle-aged driver turned back fiercely, and his whole body was tense. He was already running to the top of the avatar Zhenyuan, and he punched Meng ran!

The terrifying fist force actually broke the window glass in an instant, and the whole taxi was almost torn apart.

However, the beautiful young man with Guqin still sits firmly in the back seat. Facing the incomparable fist in the state of condensation and gasification, he just gently stretches out a finger.

It is such a long white finger like jade that can easily block the most extreme blow!

"How could that be possible?"

The pupils of the middle-aged driver shrunk, as if to the devil.

Even if his identity is found out by this teenager, it is far less shocking than this one.

"What is this?"

The middle-aged driver was even more frightened to find that his whole body was covered with a thin layer of ice crystal!

"Well?"

At this time, Meng ran suddenly felt an incomparable pressure.

Above the top of the taxi, he saw a big blue palm, which was like the top of Mount Tai!

Bang!

With a loud noise, the taxi turned into a pile of scrap iron and was smashed into the road half a meter deep!

"It worked!"

There were several surprises around.

Five figures, breaking through the sky!

In the distance above the night sky, you can see a blue shirt and a foot in the void, just like a fairy coming from the moon.

This shocking pressure is a man of heaven!