The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Yan Tao lowered his eyes and glanced at the dirty passenger seat.

I don’t know how many years it has been since I washed it.

There were oil stains all over.

Wu Lang bent down and dug underneath, and took out a white cloth that looked cleaner.

It was laid on the passenger seat.

"Sir, take a seat."

Xiao Qi satirized her: Master, you are so incompetent.

Yan Tao...

While driving, Wu Lang told Yan Tao the news he knew.

"It's protected by General Eddie's army, so it's safe, but people from the base will come out to get information. Their contact point is in the small factory in front. I'll take you there."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao and said, "I see you're not very young, so why are you risking your life to do this?"

"The people in S are all madmen. They massacred the villages, even the women and children. I don't know why the general chose you," Wu Lang sighed, his words full of pain, "Be careful, if there is anything All I can do is ask."

His English was not very fluent, so he struggled to finish the sentence, but Yan Tao could understand it.

The young man smiled, his pale and handsome face very bright in the sunlight, and said in fluent Yiwu, "Uncle Wulang, just speak Yiwu, I can understand you."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao in surprise.

"You actually know the Yiwu language?"

Very few people learn Yiwu language.

After all, their language is too biased.

Yan Tao had a gentle temperament, and he had a pleasant conversation with Wu Lang on the way.

The car bumped on the dirt road for half an hour, and a very simple blue factory building appeared in front of them.

It must have been abandoned for a long time.

Wu Lang slowly drove the car into the open space in front of the factory, his whole body tensing up.

After all, he is just an ordinary person.

I took this road just to make more money and go home.

Wu Lang lowered his head and returned to his taciturn appearance. Before getting off the car, he whispered, "We're here, kid, be careful."

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket. When he got out of the car, his chin was slightly raised, his posture was arrogant, and his eyes were unruly and gloomy.

"Let's go."

Wu Langdang took the lead, walked to the door cautiously, first rang the bell hanging in front of the door, and then knocked twice.

"I brought people here for you."

Wu Lang shouted, "Aren't you going to buy that thing?"

He spoke in local dialect with a strong accent, and Xiaoqi translated it completely in Yan Tao's ears.

Yan Tao's ears are very pointed.

She heard very gentle footsteps behind the door.

"Crack!"

The door bolt was pushed open.

First, the dark muzzle was pointed at him. The person behind the door wore a black hood with only a pair of eyes exposed. He roughly grabbed Wu Lang, and then tried to grab Yan Tao.

The young man snorted coldly, raised his long legs, and hit the man's chest with a sharp kick!

The man was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He flew back into the house and huddled up with his gun in his arms.

Suddenly, the expressions of everyone in the room suddenly changed.

Load the gun.

Wu Lang was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He had no idea that the boy who had been chatting and laughing with him just now would be so ruthless.

He shouted in a panic, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, this gentleman is the arms dealer I brought here, and he has what you want!"

"Don't shoot! We don't mean any harm!"

The people in the room were still staring at the door with evil eyes.

I saw a young man in white clothes walking in against the light, with a casual and leisurely posture and a smile on his lips.