Chapter 860

Mexico is very windy and dusty. Driving outside the city, it is beating the windows all the time.

In the afternoon, they were out of Nero's sphere of influence. Fu Tingyuan parked his car in a restaurant on the edge of the road to take luonanchu to dinner.

Dry food and water are well prepared, but it's good to break the contract a little bit.

After all, they may not have much chance to replenish on the road.

Fu Tingyuan was thinking about whether to buy some dry food in the restaurant. His finger was suddenly gently hooked by Luo Nanchu. He glanced at her and saw that she raised her chin quietly towards him.

He turned his head and looked into the restaurant.

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

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

Those customers were all young and strong white people. They were tall and dressed in black. They did not have the unique dejected breath of slum people. Their backs showed a bit of evil spirit in the dim light of the restaurant.

It's not surprising that Ronan was too alert at first, but these men were so out of place that they were conspicuous.

Fu Tingyuan withdrew his sight, clenched Luo Nanchu's hand, turned and took her back to the jeep.

Ronan was a little pale at first.

"Those people..."

"It's my dad's man." Fu Tingyuan clenched the steering wheel and turned the front of the car.

All the people raised by Yan Zong are of the same temperament. He can recognize the unbridled atmosphere at a glance.

"What to do?"

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

Now that Mao rushes out of the city, he may be chased and lost in the desert.

Ronan looked at the rearview mirror nervously, and his voice was out of control: "they are coming!"

Fu Tingyuan did not speak, just focused on driving back to the city.

When they get off the bus, they are too conspicuous. There are so few people here that it's strange not to be found.

It was also his own carelessness. He didn't check the people in the teahouse when he got off. Otherwise, he didn't need to be so embarrassed now.

Fu Tingyuan and Luonan Chu drive in the lane.

The engine that had just been refitted this morning didn't expect to come into use so quickly. It made a deafening roar. Fu Tingyuan shook the steering wheel and turned into another lane. Luonan held the door handle at the beginning, and his face was pale. The engine voice behind him was closely following, almost rubbing his ear.

Fu Tingyuan's driving skills are really good. Luonan has not seen what he used to be like before, but according to his ability now, he should be a professional driver.

He didn't have time to tell her many things about him. She didn't know.

Her heart is sour, stretched out her hand to hold the mobile phone in her pocket tightly and bit her lip tightly.

She really didn't want to leave him now.

She's not ready yet.

"Bang!" The sound of a gun.

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

It seems that Yanzong's people want their cars scrapped.

Fu Tingyuan took a look at the rear-view mirror, which several black cars were chasing, some disdained to scold: "nerve."

He turned the steering wheel and drove to another alley.

The jeep has a small body. 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 one after another.