A motorcade is driving along the road.
This is the road to the White Stone Cloister, which was built by the Al-Hoin family with their own money. It can go directly from the Ares Castle to the Longya Stone Forest, where there is an Al-Hoin transit, from which you can drive two-wheeled motorcycles into the cloister and go to the camp.
Old Jones’ car was in the motorcade, and it was carefully protected before and after. The old man said nothing.
Victor, who sat next to him, whispered, "News came from Father’s fortress. Not long ago, a church vehicle came back from outside the city. It seems that the man sent to deal with the sun fire has returned."
Old Jones raised his hand over his face and slowly said, "If Wang Lingjun knows that the church has changed its mind temporarily, he will probably give up."
"In that case, he won’t be able to raise his head after Wang Lingjun." Victor’s eyes flashed a trace of hatred
Old Jones shook his head. "I know Wang Lingjun too well. He cherishes his life more than anything else, but the young congressman’s personality will not let go of this surname Wang easily even if Wang Lingjun wants to give up."
Victor said, "If this is the case, it would be great. Wang Lingjun is also day order. If he is willing to work hard, he can hit him hard even if he can’t kill the congressman."
"This is the most ideal result."
Old Jones looked out of the window and said, "I’m afraid the worst will happen."
Victor wanted to ask what was the worst case. When he saw a faint virtual shadow in the distance outside the window, it looked like a bird or some kind of aircraft.
At this time, a soldier in the escort vehicle in front of the motorcade saw something falling from half to the road ahead, which raised a cloud of dust on the road ahead.
A moment later, he saw a man standing in front of the road. He was wearing a pair of swords and a shining and arrogant gown.
At this time, the man’s body shone with light, and handfuls of swords condensed by light appeared, and then he saw the other side pointing at the motorcade, and those swords immediately roared like missiles
When not responding to the motorcade, the sword light swept through the escort vehicle, disintegrating the vehicle and decapitating the soldiers.
In the rear compartment, old Joan saw fireballs suddenly exploding in front, and the escort vehicle in front was blown up, but there was no scream to show that the soldiers inside had been killed before the vehicle exploded.
The old man sank in his heart and turned pale.
The team hurriedly stopped, and then there was a awe-inspiring momentum. A car door flew out. Before waiting for the bus to stop, Hann saved a few steps from the car and came to the front of the car where the old Joan thought was.
Old Joan Viktor and the soldiers came to Daer’s side and looked ahead, and they saw the flames of the road billowing and smoke billowing, and a figure broke through the fire and gradually appeared in their field of vision at a leisurely pace.
Old Joan shivered when she saw the bearer clearly.
Wang Lingjun!
It is the’ justice’ of the scavenger city to intercept from the sky.
Old Jones himself heard the voice say, "This is the worst case."
Hann in front frowned and shouted, "What are you doing, Mr. Wang!"
Wang Lingjun smiled faintly. "I just want to ask you why Al-Hoin left the Ares Castle so quietly. Where are you going?"
Hann frowned. "Where do we want to go without telling you?"
"It’s not only Wang who is entrusted to ask Al Hoin to stay, which will make you run away. Wang is not good at a job," Wang Lingjun said airily.
Victor had a flash of inspiration and exclaimed, "You have taken refuge in that young senator. Did he send you?"
Hann facial expression, a "Wang Lingjun you eat an inside to pick an outside! Take advantage of our El Hoin and actually helping our opponent! "
Wang Lingjun pulled his face away. "Don’t buckle Mr. Hann’s hat. Wang once got it. Hello, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Tianyang entrusting Wang."
"Can you both entrust Wang with a mistake to reflect Wang’s justice?"
Chapter 1235 A tidal wave
Hearing Wang Lingjun’s words, Old Joan almost didn’t spit out an old blood.
Is it also called justice to be entrusted by both sides once?
Such a fair law is rare.
But at this moment, knowing that Wang Lingjun was entrusted by the young senator, old Jones said that he was not nervous, which was a lie. At this moment, he listened to his eldest son and shouted, "Victor takes his father first!"
Hann Xing Yun appeared as a quarrelling body and condensed a set of heavy armor. The outline texture of the armor is fairly clear. It can be seen that he has worked hard in quarrelling.
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Hann drew out a combat knife that he carried with him. The blade of this knife is slightly curved with a little radian, and there is a strong wind around Hann’s body. There are also subtle wind blades around the curved blade.
Victor knew that his mother-in-law could not immediately pull his father back to the car and let the driver bypass the battlefield by road.
At the same time, Hann has roared and suddenly jumped on Wang Lingjun with a bright and quarrelsome brilliance. Suddenly, the knife took the lead and the wind and the roar was amazing. It seems that Wang Lingjun will be chopped with a knife.
Wang Lingjun took a fashionable look at the old Joan Si and then moved along the angle of Hann’s knife as lightly as with his knife potential.
Oblique double swords behind him are not in a hurry to draw out their swords and raise my hand to wave quarrelling and condense into big sleeves. They took Hann’s curved knife, and his sleeves immediately sparkled with brilliance.
This sleeve-bending knife made Hann’s hand knife go sideways and attack along the middle road again.
Old Jones, a big boy, has a lot of experience in all kinds of combat all the year round. The curved knife is turned upside down and twisted immediately, so that the curved knife can throw a continuous arc to protect its body. At the same time, another knife is chopped at Wang Lingjun. These two knives have not been interrupted, but they have increased by three points instead of decreasing.
This skill makes Wang Lingjun nod slightly. Just look at this knife-connecting method and you will know that Hann is ashamed of Al-Huoin’s first master name.
If he is lucky, he will be promoted to rank 7 before the war, which may make Al-Hoin win.
But at the thought of Tianyang’s mysterious gate, the unknown Wang Lingjun shook his head from the bottom of his heart, which would not change the bleak fate of El Hoin even if Hann became a day order.
At this time, Hann let go of the curved knife in his hand, one knife after another, one ring after another, and the knife potential is connected with each other, just like the desert sandstorm seems endless