Yan Tao lowered his eyes and looked at the dirty co-pilot seat.

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

All the grindings are stained.

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

It was spread in the passenger seat.

"Sir, sit down."

Xiaoqi Liangliang mocked her: Master, you are too incompetent.

Yan Tao...

While driving, Wulang told Yan Tao the news he knew.

"It's safe to protect General Eddie's army here, but the people at the base will come out to find out the news. Their contact point is in the small factory in front, and I'll take you there."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao, "I think you are not old, why do you want to do this?"

"The people are all madmen. They slaughtered villages and didn't even let go of women and children. I don't know why the general chose you," Ulang sighed, his words full of pain, "Be careful, if there is anything I can do, just speak."

His English was not very fluent, and after he stumbled and said this, it was thanks to Yan Tao who could understand it.

The boy smiled, but his pale and handsome face was also very bright in the sun. He said in a smooth Yiwu language, "Uncle Wulang, just say Yiwu language, I can understand."

Wu Lang glanced at Yan Tao in surprise.

"You can actually speak Yiwu?"

Few people will learn Yiwu language.

After all, their language is too biased.

Yan Tao was gentle, but he had a very pleasant conversation with Wu Lang on the way.

The car was bumping on the dirt road for half an hour, and a very simple blue factory appeared in front of them.

It must have been abandoned for a long time.

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

Speaking of which, he is just an ordinary person.

I just want to make more money to go home.

Wu Lang lowered his head and returned to a quiet and taciturn appearance. Before getting off the car, he whispered, "Here, kid, please be careful."

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket. When he got out of the car, his chin was slightly raised, his posture was arrogant and lofty, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"Let's go."

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

"I've brought you guys."

Wulang shouted, "Aren't you going to buy that thing?"

He spoke local dialect with a strong accent, and he translated it all in Yan Tao's ear.

Yan Tao's ears are very sharp.

She heard very gentle footsteps behind the door.

"Click!"

The door bolt was pushed open.

First, the dark muzzle was pointed at, and the person behind the door had a black hood on his face, and only a pair of eyes showed his rudely grasped Wu Lang, and then he wanted to catch Yan Tao again.

The boy snorted coldly, raised his long legs and hit the man's chest with a sharp kick!

The man was so painful that he couldn't even scream. He flew backwards back into the room, curled up in a ball with his gun in his arms.

Suddenly, the faces of the people in the room changed suddenly.

Pull the gun up.

Wu Lang was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat. He never expected that the young man who was chatting and laughing with him just now took action so ruthlessly.

He shouted in a panic, "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 hands!"

"Don't shoot! We have no malice!"

The people in the room were still staring at the door with bad eyes.
Chapter completed!