Chapter 459

"Hey, Chunan, drive slowly, you see Du Lika is about to fly just now!"

Angelique's complaint did not arouse any approval from Durika who was sitting next to her. Instead, Durika let out a burst of happy laughter and shot back at her forcefully.

Seeing the excited look on Du Lika's face, Angelina could only helplessly roll her eyes and said nothing more.

Now they are sitting in a pickup truck, galloping at high speed towards the "village" that Durica said.

Since there are no formal roads in this wasteland, this small truck is an old and broken car that should have been eliminated for hundreds of years. Naturally, it is not comfortable. As you can imagine.

This is of course not a problem for Chunan and Du Lika, who are in charge of driving, but it must be a problem for Du Lika.

However, because it was her first time to ride this kind of minivan, Du Lika felt very novel and fun along the way, but she didn't think there was any problem, and she was even so excited that she kept cheering.

As for this small truck, of course, it was one of those robbers who drove over just now.

After Chunan and Angelica jumped out of the bus with Du Lika in their arms, they turned back and ran to the place where they were hijacked just now. snatched it.

Although no one had driven it before, Chu Nan quickly mastered the driving method with the memory of his previous visits to the museum, as well as his strong physical ability and data ability, and now he can drive it to a speed of 80 kilometers per hour very proficiently. above.

According to the vaguely accurate map provided by Durica, the three of them were speeding towards the village where Durica was, and they were now very close to their destination.

The reason why they came back and grabbed another pickup instead of continuing to take the bus was because Chu Nan and An Qi Beili decided not to follow that group of people for the sake of safety.

This not only prevents those people from being implicated by the possible revenge of the sand eagle, but also makes it more difficult to grasp their whereabouts.

"Hey, Du Lika, look around, is there any familiar place?" Chu Nan turned around and asked.

Because Durika's map accuracy is too low, they can't directly follow the map to reach the destination village, so now they can only get roughly the right direction, and ultimately rely on Durika to help them find the right direction .

Durika stuck her head out of the car window, looked left and right for a while, and suddenly pointed to the front and shouted excitedly.

"Over there, over there! See that red hill? There is a forest over there, and over there is where we live!"

"Oh?" Chu Nan was overjoyed when he heard that he had finally reached his destination, turned the steering wheel, and ran towards the red hill on the far right front.

It didn't take long for the pickup truck to carry the three people to the surrounding hill. Seeing the woods behind the hill, Chu Nan drove the pickup truck into the woods, got out of the car, and walked through the woods. Dozens of huts are scattered here and there.

There were some people gathering outside the hut at this time, and they seemed to be discussing something.

Durika glanced at it, cheered, and rushed over.

When those people heard the voice, they turned their heads and looked over in amazement.

An Qibeili's eyes swept across the faces of the group of people, and her previously uneasy expression instantly became excited.

"Oh my God, it's really... it's really them..."

Chunan smiled slightly and pushed her behind her back.

"Go, they're waiting for you."

An Qibeili gritted her teeth, and after a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, walked over, and then watched the inexplicable eyes of the group of people.

"Okay... long time no see, I'm Angelina, do you still remember me?"

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A small low-altitude shuttle landed on the wasteland, and the air waves ejected from below brought large swathes of dust and fine gravel onto the faces and bodies of the big tumor man and the other eight companions, causing them to cry out in pain. , but did not dare to move, and stood there obediently, posing as if he was wrong.

Before the shuttle stopped, a middle-aged man in his 40s jumped out of the hatch, came to the face paint of the bloated man, and raised his feet.

"Bang bang bang bang-"

The shadows of the legs flickered, and the gnarled man and his eight companions were all kicked out, and everyone vomited blood from the kicks.

However, they did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but they couldn't help but bring a hint of joy in their expressions.

Since the boss of Nemonta kicked them, it proves that the punishment is until the end. For them, this is the lightest punishment they can think of.

"Damn, a bunch of rubbish!" Inner Munta shouted angrily, pointing at the tumor-bearing man and the others and yelling: "Two cars, so many people, robbing a passenger car would turn out to be like this! Now that no one grabs it, the car is also No, what face do you have to go back alive? Ah?"

There is no arrogance on his face at the moment, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, leaned over and said in a low voice: "Boss Innermonta, we really can't blame us. Who knew there would be such a little monster in that car? Now, we really can't beat..."

"That's right, Boss Nemonta, that little monster is too scary. I hit him so close with a round of bullets, and he didn't even break his skin." The bandit answered immediately. "I think he should at least be an internal-level martial artist, right?"

"Really?" Nemonta glanced at him and waved at him. "Come on, shoot me a shuttle."

The robber was startled and waved his hands again and again: "How dare you..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let you shoot and shoot." Nemonta angrily scolded. "Are you afraid that you can kill me?"

"Of course not. Boss Innermonta, you are a super expert, how could you be injured by a mere bullet, I just..."

"Then you're talking nonsense! Shoot!"

The robber didn't dare to talk nonsense any more. He raised the small charge in his hand, and after a little hesitation, he shot at the Inner Mongolia Tower with a shuttle.

Inner Munta stood still and didn't move, but before those bullets approached his body, it seemed to hit a transparent wall, motionless, and then all fell down.

Nemonta pointed to the bullet on the ground: "Did that kid block the bullet like that?"

The robber shook his head quickly.

"No, no, that kid is not as powerful as you, the boss of Inner Mongolia. My bullets all hit him, but it just didn't penetrate him."

"Very good." Nemonta nodded. "It seems that this kid is at most a high-level internal interest level, let's go, let's meet him."

The tumor-bearing man was stunned: "Boss, do you know where they are?"

Inner Mongolia snorted coldly: "As long as they don't run out of this wasteland, they can only jump in the palm of my hand!"

After speaking, he didn't see any movement, but his body slowly rose into the air and flew directly to the small low-altitude shuttle next to him, with a big wave of his hand.

"Walk!"

The body is broken.

This guy is actually a sky-breaking rank martial artist!