It was raining in spring.
The whole of City G was wet, which made people feel inexplicably irritated.
It was the same for Di Wuliang. Although they had caught the legendary immortal evil Buddha, Imperial Concubine Zhou, it was a difficult task to escort her.
As everyone knew, Imperial Concubine Zhou was Li Fan's mistress. No one knew what was wrong with the most powerful person in the martial arts world back then. She actually fell in love with Li Fan. Li Fan, too, must have been so lucky in his previous life!
It rained all night. When they got up the next day, the visibility in City G was not very good. The rain made it a little misty. The whole City G was like a fairyland, hazy.
Di Wuliang wore a white suit, and this time, he also wore a red tie. On his chest, there was a vehicle-level badge. Because of the merit of catching Imperial Concubine Zhou, Di Wuliang made an exception and was promoted. It was also very dangerous to catch Imperial Concubine Zhou. Almost all of Di Wuliang's men died, so Imperial Concubine Zhou was led into the trap.
It was still thanks to Song Fuya's poison. If it hadn't weakened Imperial Concubine Zhou, even if there were ten times more people, they might not have been able to do anything to this woman … This woman was really powerful! Di Wuliang saw with his own eyes that she sucked several of his men dry and threw them aside!
This terrible way of dying almost destroyed the fighting spirit of all the imperial guards! If it hadn't been for Song Fuya's poison and the participation of the four senior cadres, perhaps Di Wuliang would have been reduced to the same way.
Luck was still on his side!
Di Wuliang comforted himself with a few words, and then he took everyone on the road.
Imperial Concubine Zhou was tied up with special chains all over her body, and she was escorted in a bulletproof military car. There were three SUVs in front and behind her, and the motorcade went all the way in the direction of the Sima family.
In addition to Di Wuliang's men, the four senior cadres each sat in an SUV in case of emergency.
"Drive the car faster."
Feng Shao, the senior cadre sitting behind Di Wuliang, crossed his arms and urged expressionlessly.
He was also wearing a white suit, but he had a golden tie on. This was the characteristic of the cadre of the Royal Army. Those in black suits were just ordinary officers. When they changed into white suits, they would step into the ranks of the cadre. A Cannon Rank could not wear a necktie, a Red Necktie was a Vehicle Rank, and a Golden Necktie was a Horse Rank. Further up, the black tie was the phase level. When they reached the soldier level, they would wear a conspicuous red suit with a black tie.
Di Wuliang had never seen the legendary general-level before, nor did he know what they looked like. To them, the General Rank was very mysterious.
It was said that Murong Bo and Murong Ying's strength could be considered to be at the general-level. However, the two members of the Murong family were outside the system of the Imperial Army. They never wore suits, nor did they have official titles. Now, the entire Imperial Army was in the hands of the Sima family, Sima Yao.
The higher the rank, the higher the authority, and the more arrogant a person would be.
This Feng Shao was the same. Because of his strength, he was extremely arrogant. This guy was wearing the same white suit as him, but he had a golden tie with a pure gold tie clip. Zhai Wushen was really envious of him.
After he eliminated Li Fan's forces, he would probably be able to climb to this position and change into a golden tie … No, maybe even higher. Or he could change into a black tie, step on Feng Shao, and let him act cool in front of him!
"Master Feng, the fog is heavy on the road. For safety's sake, we can't drive too fast."
Di Wuliang forced a smile and explained to Feng Shao.
"A bunch of trash. Isn't it just a bit of fog? If you can't even overcome this, how can you cooperate with our operation!"
Feng Shao said disdainfully, "Even if we have to risk our lives, we have to hurry to Master Sima's house! You guys are just small fries. If you die, so be it. "
Di Wuliang was furious. Although the two of them seemed to have the same values, he was still unhappy that he was treated as cannon fodder!
Don't be too complacent. Sooner or later, I will climb over your head!
"Hurry up and give the order!"
Feng Shao scolded. Di Wuliang had no choice but to order his subordinates through the walkie-talkie.
"Full speed ahead."
When the superior gave the order, even if the subordinates were unwilling, they had to obey. The few cars began to accelerate, passing through the rain and fog, moving forward at high speed. All the cars had their fog lights on. On this rainy and foggy highway, they were like staring monsters, rushing toward their target.
Di Wuliang had a bad feeling. He opened the glove compartment and took out a bottle of spray.
This was the poison that Song Fuya left for him. Once released, it would damage the nerves of the poisoned person and temporarily lose their five senses. Imperial Concubine Zhou was hit by this trick, but she still killed more than ten royal guards in this state. It was really scary.
"Are you afraid?"
Feng Shao who was sitting in the back seemed to feel Di Wuliang's fear.
"In the end, you're just a newly promoted cannon fodder."
He sneered, "Such a coward, how can you fight for the royal guards!"
"Sorry, Master …"
Although he was cursing in his heart, Di Wuliang still apologized 'sincerely'.
"With me here, who dares to act rashly!"
"Master is mighty."
What else could Di Wuliang say? He could only hold the poison that Song Fuya gave him.
Cousin, this time I need to rely on your help again!
Di Wuliang silently said a few words and continued to let his subordinates drive forward.
"Report, there's someone in front."
The voice of his subordinate came to his ears.
Di Wuliang looked ahead. In the thick fog, there was a figure standing there, but he couldn't see the figure clearly. This rain and fog seemed to cover him with a layer of mysterious aura. Di Wuliang's heart shivered. So they really came?
Who could it be? Was it Li Fan? Or someone else?
If they wanted to save Imperial Concubine Zhou, it must be Li Fan's group. It couldn't be wrong.
Feng Shao finally opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"You're finally willing to show up. Hehe, it's just right. I'll use Li Fan's head as my contribution."
"Stop the car!"
Di Wuliang gave the order. He didn't expect to kill a martial artist with a car.
These cars stopped one after another, and more than a dozen men in black suits jumped off. And on the military car that imprisoned Imperial Concubine Zhou, a man in black suit climbed up and grabbed the machine gun on top of the car, aiming at the figure in front.
The raindrops fell on the cold barrel of the machine gun, bringing the smell of death.
"Shoot."
Di Wuliang first used the machine gun to shoot a round!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The gun barrel vibrated, and the crimson flame spurted out, dispersing the surrounding rain and fog. The bullet was like the invitation of the god of death, tearing through the air and shooting at the figure in front.
This heavy shot caused the ground to tremble.
The figure in front still stood there, unmoved.
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