"Lulu? Why didn't you rush over just now!"

The uncle asked in a low voice, staring at the man in a hoodie in front of him.

"Look!"

Zhao Ning leaned forward and said vigilantly.

I saw the man in a hoodie squatting on the ground, his hands sliding left and right on the surface of the road.

"I just felt something abnormal on the surface, like... an earthquake! If we forcefully pass, our car will be overturned."

Lulu replied very seriously.

Jialong took a breath, and he was sure that the "hoodie man" was the one who stared at him and Lulu in the building at that time.

Earthquake? After hearing Lulu's words, Jialong couldn't help but feel fear at the psychic who was chasing him.

The air in the car seemed to be frozen at this time, dull and cold, and Jialong seemed to be able to clearly hear everyone's heavy breathing.

The uncle pressed the car window beside him, poked out his wool curly head, clapped his hands at the "Hotshirt man" and said:

"Young man, it's so dangerous on the road in the middle of the night! If we hadn't been focused, we would have hit you! Go home and rest!"

Jialong looked at the uncle's fat back, half-exposed outside the car window, in surprise, and scratched his head helplessly.

The "Hotshirt man" ignored the uncle's kind greetings at all. He knelt on one knee on the ground, lifted his hands into the air and slapped heavily on the asphalt road ground.

A pink doll bracelet was hung above the center control of the off-road jeep, and the bracelet was swaying from side to side as if crazy for a moment.

The strong vibrations came from the surface, making Jialong's teeth numb, and the luggage in the trunk was shaking and crackling.

"It seems that he can control the earth! The energy is amazing!"

The uncle took his head back and said hurriedly:

"He has no intention of stopping! I can't persuade him!"

Jialong was in a state of confusion at this time. After all, he had never seen such a scene and did not know whether he could survive this disaster successfully.

"Uncle, people will think you are here to make fun of it..."

Lulu said holding the steering wheel in her hand.

Zhao Ning was holding his arms, frowning, and without saying a word. Jialong looked at him and didn't even bother to fight. He was so cool on weekdays, why didn't he do anything when he was at this crisis?

The shaking became stronger and stronger, and the violent ups and downs caused Jialong's head to slam the roof of the carport. He hurriedly covered his head and felt the pain spreading.

"Lulu, why don't we go back! Use our magic power to get rid of him!"

The uncle held the handle tightly and said hurriedly.

Lulu ignored the uncle. She pressed her left hand hard on the steering wheel and quickly moved the gear with her right hand. She tried hard to start the accelerator. The car was like a awakened beast, roaring in waves.

"Lulu! What are you going to do?"

"I will have a solution, you guys can sit firmly!"

In the bumpy period, Jialong hurriedly found the handle above the car door, holding it firmly, looking like a monkey hanging from a tree.

The car was moving forward, getting closer and closer to the "Hotshirt Man".

Jialong still couldn't see the face of the "hoodie man". His hat was buckled on his head, and the black shadow cast down looked like it was from hell. He was like a statue in front of him, without the slightest intention of dodging.

Through the glass window, you can still clearly hear the cracking sound from the ground, just like towering trees being broken in the middle.

The ground was now covered with cracks like spider webs, and it spread out around the center with the "Hotshirt Man" as the center.

The car body made a creaking sound under the violent twisting. Jialong could no longer see the situation ahead. He only felt that his stomach was being turned upside down and he was extremely uncomfortable.

The roar of the car gradually increased. Lulu held the steering wheel in both hands and whispered in words that Jialong had never heard before.

But as long as you listen carefully, Jialong can understand the words in Lulu's mouth. Jialong believes that perhaps this is spiritual language. As a psychic, he already has the ability to understand spiritual language at this time.

"God gives me speed, and naturally gives me strength. If you create everything, I will use my life as a reward..."

Lulu seemed to have become a different person at this time, and her quiet face revealed the perseverance and calmness that shocked Jialong's heart.

In those clear big eyes, arrogant determination was revealed.

The "Hotshirt man" slapped the ground again, and his hands were fluorescent with dark green light. The moment he touched the surface, green lights ran wildly on the ground like giant pythons.

A cracking sound suddenly broke out, and the asphalt road was torn apart by this powerful mana and divided into huge pieces. The pieces were up and down, some were standing like mountains, while others were deep underground.

Lulu stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again, and the body of the car was pulled violently by Lulu's energy. The sound of the engine was now like boiling water, and it penetrated into both ears like a sharp sword.

The scene on both sides of the car began to fly backwards!

Lulu struggled to move the steering wheel, and the body of the car was like a kicked can, twisting violently with the creaking sound uncontrollably.

Just as the car was just a short distance from the "Hotel Man", the "Hotel Man" suddenly stood upright and raised his hands into the air.

The torn pieces of the ground were raised high as if they were ordered to be raised! Like a block of thick wall panels, they stood horizontally in front of everyone.

But Lulu didn't mean to stop. The speed of the car was still increasing. Jialong didn't dare to look directly at this time. He closed his eyes and prayed for everything that was about to happen next.

"Come on! Silly brat!"

The uncle seemed to be crazy under the stimulation of the intense scene.

There was only a loud bang!

Jialong was shocked and opened his eyes. He saw that the front of the car was pulled up by a strange force. At this time, the road erected in front was like a fighter plane starting channel on an aircraft carrier. The off-road vehicle rushed on it and flew into the air like a rocket.

Jialong collapsed on the seat, trembling, and he called weakly:

"Are we flying?"

Lulu probably didn't hear Jialong's weak inquiry, and clapped her hands excitedly and said:

"I did it! I did it!"

The uncle looked down through the glass window and said:

"Good, girl! That boy is far away from us!"

Jialong calmed down and carefully watched the situation outside the car. He saw that the car was already at a height of 100 meters, and the body seemed to be still rising.

The road surface that was just torn to pieces by the "Hotshirt Man" looks like a broken egg from a distance, and it is terrifyingly cracked.

A few seconds later, the scene just now was gone, and Jialong gasped nervously.

Zhao Ning touched Jialong with his elbow.

Jialong turned around dullly and saw Zhao Ning holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and handing a pack of cigarettes to Jialong.

Jialong hesitated for a few seconds and took the pack of cigarettes.

He was very surprised that Zhao Ning could do this because Zhao Ning had never taken the initiative to communicate with him before. He stared at Zhao Ning's deep and bottomless eyes in confusion.

Jialong clumsyly shook the cigarette packaging. Before he could recover from the shock, he trembled and stuffed the cigarette mouth between his lips.

Zhao Ning raised his hand and pressed the sunroof on the roof. In an instant, the airflow rushed into the car wildly.

Jialong did not lit the cigarette immediately, but instead greedily breathed the fresh air from the outside world, but the dullness in his chest was not relieved immediately.

Zhao Ning calmly lit the cigarette and started to suck it.

The smoke flowed out rapidly along the skylight. Jialong flipped through his pocket and searched for a long time but couldn't find a lighter.

He had no choice but to touch Zhao Ning's shoulder with his hand, gestured to ignite the fire, and signaled Zhao Ning to lend himself a lighter.

Zhao Ning understood it and took out a lighter and handed it to Jialong.

Just as Jialong took the lighter, Lulu suddenly shouted:

"Brothers, you're going to land! Let's sit!"

Jialong was so shocked that he trembled all over. The lighter fell into panic.

The car body was falling rapidly, and the chilling feeling of falling made him feel uncomfortable.

For about ten seconds, Lulu frequently controlled the steering wheel left and right, striving to control the direction of the car body.

The off-road vehicle seemed like a ball thrown to the ground, and it swayed violently, as if it was about to break the heart. The vehicle body bounced up and down for several times before gradually calming down.

The cigarette in Jialong's mouth was broken for some reason. At this moment, only half of the filter was left. He seemed to have lost his soul, and he was on the seat.

Due to violent bumps, the car made a sizzling sound of failure.

Lulu breathed a sigh of relief and said easily:

"Call me Captain Lulu from now on! Haha!"

"Your plan to take the exam, I'm an elderly person!"

"Uncle, you praised me just now, why did you change your mind again? The result is good!"

Lulu stroked the soft black hair and replied happily.

"By the way, why is the gear handle of this car so sticky? It seems that something is stuck."

Lulu talked to herself in confusion.

Jialong's face turned red in an instant, because that was the saliva that flowed out when he was thrown into the front row of the car just now and put the gear in his mouth. Lulu probably didn't notice this at the time, and their attention was completely focused on the "hoodie man".

A jingle!

Jialong's cell phone prompt sounded, and he hurriedly took out his phone and clumsyly opened the chat interface. Another message from Xiao Liu was mentioned:
Chapter completed!