"Slow down... be careful." Several medical staff from Yuyangte Hospital carefully carried Yanqiushan into the car, with all medical supplies in the car to prevent any changes in Yanqiushan on the road.

Two special service vehicles, one in front and one in the back, were converted into ordinary minibuses, full of Feng Shen who were guarding along the way.

Three cars drove out of the special hospital, and the detour branch greeted Director Du. Several people from the aftermath department happened to return to the branch after finishing the seaside affairs. Luo Cuicui was used to getting in touch with her, and recognized Feng Shen's car, and immediately went over to say hello with a smile.

Yang Chao looked at him and asked Ping Qianru in a low voice: "Why don't they take a special plane? We can still take a plane back."

The three people in the aftermath department were urgently recruited to wipe the butts of the leader, collect the body in vain, clean the sea, and withdraw the tsunami warning. When they came back, they found that the director who had just arrived showed the potential of a powerful pit guy, had gone back first, leaving only a note with verbal encouragement.

The three poor little children seemed to be thrown by unreliable parents at the train station, and were very at a loss. According to regulations, the three of them could not get a special plane, so they had to snatch a few red-eyed flights pitifully during the peak tourist season.

"President Yan said that the cost of a special plane is too high. He has neither emergency tasks nor public office. At most, he is a dirty witness. It is not worth it to be a waste of money." Ping Qianru said in a low voice, "Anyway, the Yuzhou Undersea Tunnel is open to traffic, so it is not far away when driving back. It is still a little smoother to walk the highway."

While speaking, someone was holding Yanqiushan and sat up and looked out the window, just caught Yang Chao and the others secretly glanced at this side. Perhaps because of the deficiency of both qi and blood, Yanqiushan's face was not full of vitality, she was so thin that she was bony. Under her thick eyebrows, she was pressed with a pair of eyes with shadows, like an oil painting with gloomy tones.

Yang Chao and Ping Qianru stood at attention together, watching the convoy say hello to Director Du, and slowly drove away.

At this time, Yang Chao suddenly groaned, covered his chest, and bent down with a cold sweat on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Ping Qianru was startled, "Half aches? Stomach aches?"

"Chest..." Yang Chao seemed to be suffocating, and gasped, but he seemed to be unable to breathe, and was blocked. "So stuffy, panting, can't breathe..."

Ping Qianru was stunned for a moment, looked at Luo Cuicui, and looked up at the wind gods driving away.

Although Yang Chao is sensitive and easy to empathize, he does not accept all his joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness. Only the most powerful and strongest emotions... Is that Mr. Yan just now?

"Mr. Yan, please say something when you are tired of sitting." Zhang Zhao carefully stuffed a pillow into Yanqiushan's waist, "Don't be motion sick for a while."

Yan Qiushan slowly turned his gaze to him - when he left Feng Shen three years ago, Zhang Zhao was less than 20 years old and had just been specially recruited into Feng Shen's team, but now he can stand alone.

Zhang Zhao's parents were both sacrificed Fengshen Field Officers. They grew up with a group of Fengshen. They woke up at the age of 11 and were able to enter the "Youth Training Institute". Before they graduated from elementary school, they had to train in the Youth Training Institute while carrying their schoolbags to complete nine years of compulsory education. At that time, his parents of parents of the parent meetings were all taken turns in Yanqiushan and Zhichun. They had a clear division of labor. Whenever they had a good grade, they would let Zhichun go. Sometimes they had to go up and say a few words. Mr. Yan was most afraid of doing such things. If they failed the exam and were scolded, Mr. Yan would go in person. When the teacher scolded him, he was not confident enough and often put him back after a formality.

"It's so big," Yan Qiushan seemed not to be able to breathe hard, his voice was shallow, "I didn't have time to take you after entering the Fengshen."

Zhang Zhao's eyes turned red, and he lowered his head hard, so he held back his tears and forced out a smile that was indifferent: "Isn't it enough for you to come back and take me with you now? I can go back several times, right? "

Gu Yuexi was not as sweet as him. She was like a gourd with a big belly without a mouth. The more she felt ups and downs, she became less and less speechless. She had to sit on the side with a cold face, with a deep grudge, as if the prison guard was escorting the prisoner.

Yan Qiushan struggled to lift the corner of his mouth, his eyes swept over the familiar faces around him, feeling that many people had changed.

As the child grew up, the young man also had traces of wind and frost on his face. The earthquake in the other control bureau was a major earthquake, and the General Administration Building probably changed things.

Even he himself has changed.

Zhichun used to say that he had a deep and concise face, but he was actually a useless house. Regular business trips and numerous chores have consumed his social energy. Traveling is simply torture for him, and he would never go even if he paid him money.

He wished he could stay at home all his spare time. His hobbies were shopping and cooking. His favorite "exercise" was home cleaning. He could watch the old movies he liked many times. When he went to work, he would "suddenly find that he forgot to bring things" and let the elevator pass. Even if the express delivery came to deliver things, he seemed to have been paralyzed on the sofa, and he was willing to move his finger to send a message to Zhichun in the study and ask others to open the door.

But after three years of struggling in the underground world, he learned to speculate, learn to be clear, learn to remain calm, hide his sword in his smile, and learn to "talk when he sees people, talk to ghosts"... He can say that he can't suppress his body with more skills, but he forgets how to "paralyze".

The car has excellent shock absorption function. It slowly drives out of Yuyang City. Yanqiu Mountain closes its eyes and rests, thinking about various things like a lantern in its heart, but just don’t want to know spring.

Zhichun is too luxurious. He doesn’t have the energy to do now and plans to save money until he is about to think about it.

Before the convoy got on the highway, he turned into a remote gas station. Suddenly, rapid steps came from outside. Yan Qiushan opened his eyes without sleep. Immediately afterwards, Gu Yuexi opened the car door from inside. The outside of the car was Du Shi, who was supposed to be in Yuyang Branch. The faces of the Fengshen were all the same, and it was obvious that they had communicated early.

Du Chu had a big sunglasses on his face, dressed like a colorful tourist. He didn't say a word of greeting when he came in. She lowered her voice and said quickly: "The gas station belongs to my husband. There are no outsiders now, and the surveillance camera is turned off. The car I changed is behind. Speed ​​- Mr. Yan, I will help you..."

Yan Qiushan waved his hand, and the seriously injured person who had just been lifted into the car stood up.

I saw that all the metal objects around him disappeared out of thin air at some point. A layer of cold sweat hung on Yanqiushan's forehead, and the last bit of human color on his face evaporated. He got out of the car quickly, like a zombie with agile movement.

"Mr. Yan," Du Chu retracted his hand, took off his sunglasses, touched his heels slightly, and gave him a very formal gift, "You are the backbone of Fengshen, and you are safe all the way."

Yan Qiushan looked at her and replied silently. With a wave of his hand, Feng Shen's old subordinate was still like his hands and feet, tacitly without much nonsense. He divided the troops on the spot into two groups, one by one, and went into the original convoy along the original route. The other route followed Yan Qiushan to the business car that was prepared in advance by Director Du, and quietly drove towards the dock.

After the Yuzhou submarine tunnel was repaired, private cars heading north would usually take the underwater highway. Only some cheap freight trucks would use the old way of pulling trucks to cross the strait. In the evening, an inconspicuous cargo ship docked at the dock. After a moment, it took away a dirt-faced business car, slowly mingled into the cargo fleet, and drove towards the mainland.

There was a Fengshen team waiting here on the boat. Zhang Zhao got off the car and finally felt his own territory. He breathed a sigh of relief. He helped Yan Qiushan out of the car with half support and half hugged him, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Yan, how deep has the Benzhen Cult penetrated into the bureau? We should be so careful?"

Yan Qiushan whispered: "You can't imagine it."

Zhang Zhao: "Are you a idler in the branch that is not at ease? No..."

Why don’t the idle people who are worried about the branch secretly sneak up in the middle of the night? They have to take a detour to the branch in broad daylight and pretend to “say hello” to Director Du: “You… are you testing?”

Yan Qiushan smiled at him, and patted the back of his head like Zhang Zhao did when he was a child.

Zhang Zhao immediately looked like a dog in a circus who answered the right questions, and almost threw his tail away. In front of Yanqiu Mountain, his mental level seemed to have retreated to a minor overnight.

Gu Yuexi couldn't laugh, and she could see through her eyes. Mr. Yan's metal plates that were stuck on the injured bone joints were not removed. Although the metal system could cast a "golden body" for himself, these things would definitely not be too comfortable in the body. Moreover, maintaining the shape of metal requires a lot of energy. Yan Qiushan's shirt and coat were soaked in cold sweat.

Mr. Yan didn't relax, and the things along the way were not over yet.

Gu Yuexi's intuition was amazing. When she passed the strait, it was already dark. The business car was back on the road. Following Yanqiushan's instructions, taking advantage of the night to drive further and then they changed the car again.

The ones who prepared the car for them this time were actually several ordinary people who obviously had no supernatural qualities. I don’t know where Yan Qiushan came from. The first time he changed the car, it was agreed upon by Feng Shen, and the second time he changed the car, even Feng Shen was confused.

Zhang Zhao followed Yan Qiushan's instructions reflexively, but his mind was "buzzing". He thought: "General Yan doesn't even believe Du Chu."

The next moment, the young man suddenly realized something and was shocked: No, this time, Mr. Yan distrusts himself not only Chu Du, but also Feng Shen...

When the wind gods arrived at this point, there was nothing they could not understand. The atmosphere of the strait suddenly fell silent. Yan Qiushan didn't say anything, his side face was calm, his dark eyes were like frozen stagnant water, like a lonely wolf grinding teeth and sucking blood. He did not leave it to anyone behind, and he had no explanation to his former brothers. He sucked more metal support into his body, and he had become half a robot.

For a moment, Gu Yuexi realized that Mr. Yan might... really don't want to return to Feng Shen anymore.

But be careful that something happened on the way.

The northbound convoy drove for a day and entered a mountainous area, less than 300 kilometers away from Yong'an. It was before dawn in the early morning and when people were most tired, Yanqiushan, who had been dozing with a crutch, suddenly opened his eyes.

Feng Shen’s special field office was very alert. As soon as he moved, several people around him immediately turned over. Zhang Zhao: “Yan…”

Yan Qiushan raised a finger at her: "Be careful."

Without hesitation, Gu Yuexi immediately grabbed the radio intercom and quickly reminded the guard and the driver. Before she could finish her words, she suddenly braked and pushed her forward. Gu Yuexi was heavily tied back by the seat belt. Then there was a loud noise, and her pupils suddenly shrank into lines. Through the car body, she saw a huge mutant tree spewing out of nothing on the ground in front of her.

The mutant tree expanded rapidly, and its branches and leaves rushed up with its teeth and claws. The python-like roots broke through the road. The flat road quickly cracked under their feet. The abnormal energy alarm on the car started to scream at the top of its throat, and the convoy was forced to stop.

Yan Qiushan sneered, with no surprise on his face, and thought to himself that this was so calm that he would be in Yong'an if he didn't come.

He opened the car door and got out first.

Zhang Zhao couldn't hold him back. The next moment, Yanqiushan had already rolled out on the spot. A vine just hit the place where he had just stood, separating him from the field car.

It seemed that there was a piece of ice on Zhang Zhao's chest, which made him feel cold all over.

They changed cars twice, the first time only Du Chu and Feng Shen knew about it, but the second time they simply didn't even know about it, and the driving route was completely directed by General Yan on the road.

That means...that is...

"Contact the headquarters! Report the coordinates!" Gu Yuexi suddenly pushed Zhang Zhao, "Why are you still stupid? Chase Mr. Yan!"

Zhang Zhao was excited and rolled and rushed down. Before he could stand firm, a "click" sound came from the ground. Then, a giant figure emerged from the crack of the ground, as if the smell of a hundred slaughterhouses was blowing towards him - it was a big snake with a diameter of about one meter, biting Zhang Zhao in the waist.

"Be careful!" A fieldman who reacted quickly waved his hand, and a large stone on the rock on the roadside flew down, thrust his head in the face, slashing it into the snake's face.

Zhang Zhao hid away in a embarrassing manner, almost heroic on the spot, but he didn't care about it - he looked around and Yanqiu Mountain was gone.

After getting off the car in Yanqiushan, two rows of rollers emerged under the sole of the seemingly broken and earthy rubber shoes. The rollers are made of special alloys and are very suitable for use with metal-based special energy. The peak speed can reach about 40 kilometers per hour, which is similar to a small motorcycle.

He overturned directly from both sides of the national highway and entered the dense forest on the side of the road.

Yanqiushan has been working in front-line field operations for many years, and later has been wandering among wanted criminals and various dangerous figures, familiar with various routines.

To get rid of him halfway, the first step is to adjust the ability to protect him.

It's not difficult. Just choose a place where people come and go, and throw some terrifying and attacking things without distinction. National highways are like arteries, with vehicles traveling from south to north constantly flowing, sudden roadblocks, and social vehicles passing by are forced to brake rapidly. The fieldworkers didn't have time to make any moves, and the big snake and the mutant tree were exposed to everyone's vision.

"The out-of-control scene will cause panic among passers-by." Yan Qiushan pulled off the metal buckle on his coat, buckled it quickly in his palm, and the metal melted in his palm, condensed into extremely thin flat pieces, turning into a knife like a cicada wing.

It was early morning, and there were not many vehicles on the national highway, but there were definitely not a single one. A long-distance passenger bus was just a short distance away from them. After a sharp and sharp brake, more than a dozen sleepy heads poked out from the car, looking at each other for ten seconds with the snake, all of whom were suspected of being dreaming.

Until the snake opened its bloody mouth, the heads subconsciously followed it and took a big mouthful of fresh air in the morning. Then the snake bit the bus in one bite, and finally woke up and burst into a shocking howl.

In a panic, the bus driver forced his head to turn around and planned to go against the road. While spinning, he was stumbled with a small passenger car that was passing by, and was arched out by a large car that was not sensitive to the steering.

Vocals, roars of mutant monsters, car alarms...

In desperation, Zhang Zhao pressed a pause for a second, and several field office workers landed next to the passenger bus at the same time and pushed the car away with his hand.

The snake bit the air in one bite and rushed up angrily. At this time, Gu Yuexi used her perspective eyes to pass through the snake's head and found that it was not a real snake. The skeleton inside was obviously an artificial metal frame, without flesh and blood, and there was a spliced ​​snake skin on its outside. There was something flashing in its throat.

"careful!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the snake suddenly stood up, opened its mouth wide, and a strong fog with a fishy smell spurted out of its mouth.

It was cloudy nearby, with no wind and high humidity. It was like a natural mist absorber. The mist sprayed from the snake's mouth seemed to be alive, automatically carrying the surrounding dust and water vapor, and "sprayed" towards the highway like a whirlwind, rolling and spreading all the way, and the visibility around quickly decreased.

I don’t know what was in the fog, but the fog lights on the car couldn’t penetrate and could only produce a few inches of glimmer.

"Call the traffic management department and close the road immediately!"

"I can't see you anymore! Team Valley, how many snakes are there? Why do I feel that the demons are dancing?"

The increasingly taller and taller mutant trees stretched out their whip-like vines and smashed them aimlessly around. The few fields closest to the snake seemed to have fallen into the thick soup, and they could only rely on their voices to dodge left and right. At this time, no one could see clearly except for the perspective eyes.

Gu Yuexi originally wanted to chase Yanqiu Mountain, but she was in a dilemma for a while, but she was trapped at the scene.

"The scene will be out of control." Yan Qiushan thought, speeding up to slide deep into the cold forest, and the field of the Extraordinary Control Bureau must be fully responsible for the casualties of innocent passers-by. When encountering such a chaotic scene, everyone's first reaction must be to try to control the scene, evacuate the masses, and minimize the casualties as much as possible. At this time, no matter how many Fengshen teams he was around, he would be tripped.

Fortunately, he is the target. As long as he stays away from the crowd at the first time, the other party will not waste his energy to kill passers-by, and the Wind Gods can be arranged. He has no intention to let the Wind Gods protect him. After all, the one who betrays his itinerary is most likely among these "brothers", and he does not intend to be attacked from both sides.

The sound of the motorcycle engine sounded, and a few figures emerged from nowhere and approached Yanqiu Mountain. This section of the road was located in a mountainous area, surrounded by rugged mountain roads and hidden forests. The location of the candidates who came to intercept him was very skillful. In this geographical condition, the helicopters from the different control bureau had no place to land when they came.

At the foot of Yanqiu Mountain, he turned flexibly and pierced into the dense forest. The dry branches scraped blood marks on his bare face and neck, which also blocked the motorcycle's road.

but……

The next moment, the ground under his feet began to crack, and two more artificial snakes emerged and rushed to chase after him.

Just as the big snake was surrounding him from left to right and was about to surround him in the middle, the two big snakes suddenly swayed violently at the same time and roared in pain. The huge snake head changed shape, and the metal frame inside turned into a sharp blade and penetrated the snake head, spreading along the snake's skin.

It's not that easy to kill him, using routine operations.

Yan Qiushan suddenly turned around and stood still, swallowing the smell of blood coming up, and stroked the cold sweat on his forehead with his thumb. He laughed and said in a weak voice that was so sick that he was out of breath: "You Grandma Yu hadn't taught you that the metal system is the nemesis of this phantom puppet?"
Chapter completed!