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    Tens of kilometers away, three cars were moving forward at a constant speed.

    Approaching the evening, the dim red sun hung low in the sky, and the remaining remnant glow still scorched the earth. Amidst the roar of the car, the line of sight was dimmed by the high temperature.

    Luo Yesheng unscrewed the mineral water and drank a large bottle in one breath. After putting the water in, he squinted to look at the car ahead.

    In order to ensure the success of the operation, the flying dragon almost came out, and it was bound to take down two high-level zombies.

    Recalling the conversation with Feng Leijie, Luo Yesheng's mouth raised an icy arc, and his thoughts returned to an hour ago.

    Feng Leijie is very enthusiastic, and he is sincere and sincere.

    Then it is stated that after killing that fourth-level zombie, the fourth-level spar obtained, if it happens to be Luo Yesheng's attribute, will be obtained by Luo Yesheng.

    On the contrary, it is obtained by Feng Leijie.

    If it is not, the way of lottery is used to determine who the spar will ultimately belong to.

    This was suggested by the scar-faced man next to Feng Leijie, and it seemed extremely reasonable to say it through his mouth in such a naive way.

    Luo Yesheng didn't say anything, and nodded in response.

    The two sides reached a cooperation agreement and set off on the road immediately after some discussion.

    Looking up from the rearview mirror, he was followed by a truck. Feng Leijie sat on the truck. When he set off, he invited Luo Yesheng to go with him, but Luo Yesheng refused.

    Luo Yesheng insisted on driving his own car.

    Feng Leijie didn't say anything, except that Luo Yesheng didn't know the address and arranged him in second place.

    It seems to be thinking about him, but there are people from the front and back of the flying dragon. If the flying dragon suddenly attacks him and outflanks him, the geographical location is definitely not good.

    Logically, Luo Yesheng would refuse, but he didn't expect that he would follow Feng Leijie's arrangement without hesitation, as if he believed his "collaborator" very much.

    Or maybe they are just confident of their own strength and are not afraid of flying dragons.

    This move by Luo Yesheng made Feng Leijie more polite to him.

    ...

    Retracting his gaze, Luo Fusheng turned the steering wheel lightly, avoiding a stone pillar with a supporting edge, and flashing in his mind the young man who got into the truck with Feng Leijie when he set off.

    That was obviously the lowest-level superpower, almost no combat effectiveness, what Feng Leijie would take him to do.

    Luo Yesheng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his eyes thoughtful, and he encountered many times when he was black. Since he dared to agree to Feng Leijie's cooperation, he was naturally not afraid of these people.

    Just click on the speaker on the car, and a hot DJ song wrapped the hot wind into the ears of everyone in the truck.

    "Brother Jie, Luo Yesheng doesn't seem to be nervous at all."

    Zhang Wenxi on the truck asked incredulously , "He is so ostentatious, isn't he afraid to provoke zombies?" Feng Leijie looked ugly and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he picked it up. Walkie-talkie-Before departure, Feng Leijie gave Luo Yesheng a walkie-talkie.

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