Chapter 679

Yantao looked down at the dirty co pilot seat.

I don't know how many years I haven't washed it.

It's all greasy.

Wu Lang bent down and took out a clean white cloth.

On the front passenger seat.

"Sit down, sir."

Little seven Liangliang satirized her: Master, you are too incompetent.

Yan Tao

Wu Lang told Yantao the news he knew while driving.

"It's safe to have general Eddie's army here, but the people at the base will come out to inquire about the news. Their contact point is in the small factory ahead. I'll take you there."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao. "I don't think you're old enough. How can you do this with your life?"

"S's people are crazy. They kill villages and even women and children. I don't know why the general chose you," Wu Lang sighed, with pain in his words. "Be careful. If there's anything I can do, just speak."

His English was not very fluent. He stumbled through this paragraph, thanks to Yan Tao's ability to understand it.

The young man smiled. His pale and handsome face was very clear in the sun. He said in fluent Yiwu language, "Uncle Wulang, just speak Yiwu language. I can understand."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao in surprise.

"How dare you speak Yiwu?"

Few people will learn Yiwu.

After all, their language is too biased.

Yantao has a gentle temper. 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 appeared in front of them.

It should have been abandoned for a long time.

Wu Lang slowly drove the car into the open space in front of the plant, and his whole body was tense.

Speaking of it, he is just an ordinary man.

I just want to make more money to go home.

Wu Lang lowered his head and resumed his silent appearance. He stepped down in front of the car and whispered, "here, boy, be careful."

Yantao put one hand in his pocket. When he got off the bus, his chin was slightly raised, his posture was arrogant and aloof, and his eyes were wild and gloomy.

"Let's go."

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

"I brought someone to you."

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

He spoke the local dialect with a strong accent. He was stingy and translated it in Yantao's ear.

Yantao has sharp ears.

She heard very gentle footsteps behind the door.

"Patter!"

The door bolt was pushed open.

First, the dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at him. The face behind the door was covered with a black hood, with only a pair of eyes exposed. He rudely grabbed Wu Lang, followed by Yan Tao.

With a cold hum, the young man raised his long legs and hit the man's chest with a sharp foot!

The man couldn't even cry out in pain. He flew back into the room and curled up with a gun.

Suddenly, the people in the whole room turned pale.

The gun is loaded.

Wu Lang was so scared that he was sweating. He didn't expect that the young man who had just talked and laughed with him was so cruel.

In a panic, he shouted, "don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong. This gentleman is the arms dealer I brought. He has what you want in his hand!"

"Don't shoot! We mean no harm!"

The people in the room were still staring at the door.

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