The wind and sand in Mexico are very strong, and when I drive out of the city, I keep banging on the windows of the car.

The border city was deserted, and by the afternoon, they were out of Nero's sphere of influence, and Fu Tingyuan parked his car in a restaurant on the edge of the intersection, ready to take Luo Nanchu to dinner.

Dry food and water are naturally well prepared, but it is good to be able to cancel the contract a little.

After all, they may not have much chance of resupplying them on the road.

Fu Tingyuan was thinking about whether to buy some dry food in the restaurant, but his finger was suddenly lightly hooked by Luo Nanchu, he glanced at her, and saw her quietly raise her chin slightly towards him.

He turned his head and looked into the restaurant.

Because of its proximity to outside the city, the restaurant is not doing well.

At the moment, there are a few customers sitting sitting, eating with knives and forks.

The customers were all young and vigorous white men, all tall and dressed in black, and they did not have the down-and-out air of the slums, and their backs showed a bit of sinister in the dim light of the restaurant.

It can't be blamed that Luo Nanchu is too vigilant, it's really that these men are too incompatible with this kind of place, and when they look at it, they are really conspicuous.

Fu Tingyuan retracted his gaze, clenched Luo Nanchu's hand, turned around and led her back to the jeep.

Luo Nanchu's face was a little pale.

"Those people ......"

"It's my dad's man." Fu Tingyuan tightened his grip on the steering wheel and turned the front of the car.

The people raised by Yan Zong all have a temperament, the kind of unscrupulous aura that opens teeth and claws, and he can recognize it at a glance.

"What should I do?"

"Back to the city." He stepped on the gas.

If you rush out of the city now, you may be chased by this gang and lost in the desert.

Luo Nanchu nervously looked at the rear mirror, and his voice was a little out of control: "They are chasing after them!" ”

Fu Tingyuan didn't speak, but drove back to the city intently.

They were too conspicuous when they got off the bus, and there were so few people here, it was strange not to be detected.

It was also his own carelessness that he didn't check the people in the teahouse when he got out of the car, otherwise he wouldn't need to be so embarrassed now.

Fu Tingyuan took Luo Nanchu to drive the car in the alley.

The engine that had just been modified this morning did not expect it to come in handy so soon, with a deafening roar, Fu Tingyuan held the steering wheel and shook a drift, turning into another alley, Luo Nanchu held the door handle, his face was pale, and the sound of the engine behind him was in hot pursuit, almost rubbing his ears.

Fu Tingyuan's driving skills are really good, Luo Nanchu has never seen what he used to play with cars, but according to his current ability, he should already be at the level of a professional driver.

He hadn't had time to tell her a lot of things about him, and she didn't know yet.

Her heart was sour, and she reached out and clenched the phone in her pocket, biting her lip tightly.

She really didn't want to leave him now.

She wasn't ready.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

A bullet came from behind and grazed the tire of their jeep.

It seems that the people of Yan Sect want to scrap their car.

Fu Tingyuan glanced at the black cars in the rearview mirror, and scolded with some disdain: "Nerves." ”

He turned the wheel around and headed down another alley.

The jeep is small, and many alleys in the city can come and go freely, but the cars behind are not so lucky, after Fu Tingyuan turned into this alley, they were stuck outside.