Before Global Motorisation, I Bought a Heavy Truck

Obviously it was banditry, but the banner was the teacher of justice. No matter how shame Jiang Yanjun was, he did succeed in the results.

Hundreds of thousands of locomotives seem to be a big power in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the face of the real big power, it is still a bit not enough.

If nothing else, Qingzhou can easily destroy them.

And there are seven or eight bases in the Canglong Empire, such as Qingzhou, which relied on the military area to develop.

I didn’t do anything about Jiang Yanjun. Firstly, this guy has self-knowledge and didn't dare to gather the wool from the big forces. Secondly, Jiang Yanjun’s team is very mobile. If he fights today, he will run tomorrow, and he will carry hundreds of thousands at any time. The people, the good name is to protect them.

If it were not for the people, the major forces would have cleaned him up for fear that the indiscriminate bombing would arouse public outrage.

After a long silence, Lin Qing's tone was a bit of hatred for iron and steel, but also a bit of pain: "The treatment is not strict, and I have the responsibility. It is what I should do to help the four tubes get lost and know how to return."

"What are you going to do?" Lin Qing didn't go the other way, Jiang Nan was pleased, and took a sip of Chinese wolfberry with Erlang's legs upright: "Four barrels have been done, there must be restraint, and the price of his behavior must be paid."

"This sentence is not what I said, it is the original word of the empire, so you have to give everyone an explanation."

"Explain? I understand, okay, then I will take a trip myself to end Sitong's life!"

"Puff, cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Nan sprayed water on the windshield, "You are so cruel, you almost took your life several times in order to save you, your wanted order can be removed, he also has A lot of credit, kill as you say?"

I have to say that he still underestimated Lin Qing, don't look at Jiang Yanjun's work as a bastard, but he can be said to be daring to the brothers. Everywhere he shouted the name of Zhang Mazi.

For example, my eldest brother is Zhang Mazi, who refuses to accept and come to **** me and so on.

But now, this kind of life-and-death brother Lin Qing actually opened his mouth to kill, Jiang Nan felt chilled for Sitong.

Don't worry about this big brother.

"The state-owned method, the family has family rules, I don't want to kill four barrels, but I have spoken above, how dare you not follow it."

Jiang Nan dumbfounded: "I didn't say that I wanted to kill, I just asked you to explain that you wanted to kill yourself."

Fuck!

Lin Qing said speechlessly: "Then what do you mean?"

"Never mind the previous things, just let you persuade you to get back when you get lost, and do something right in the future. Of course, if you don't dislike it, you can join Qingzhou, and everyone can grow their strength together."

This is what Yang Fan said, don't agree? Lin Qing fooled and said: "Uh, forget it, this guy has a very dark heart, I'm afraid he will get upset someday and kidnap a few rich second generations."

I really feel that you are the one who has a dark heart... Jiang Nan looked serious: "You can look for this matter and think about it, don't rush to answer me, first persuade you to go back to Sitong and talk about it."

"In the next few days, the Empire should let the Baige Group in Fancheng distribute newspapers everywhere. The content is to call on all the locomotive leaders to gather in the capital and discuss the matter of paying off the steel beasts. You have a mental preparation."

Guai had to kill Sitong. It turned out that this was the case, and Lin Qing understood it in an instant.

The hundreds of thousands of locomotives in Qingfengzhai are all four-barrelled with one hand. If they are killed, the empire is afraid that he will be chilled and will not join the plan to clear the steel beast.

Little did Lin Qing fear that Jiang Yanjun would not die.

Under Jiang Nan's command, Lin Qing drove him back to his residence. At the door, where was Yang Ao waiting for him.

"Something?"

After sending Jiang Nan away, Lin Qing couldn't think about why there was a national joint clearing of steel beasts. Such a major event did not happen in his memory.

"I have evolved eight times and want to fight you."

Only fifteen days after the cataclysm did he start to devour the crystals, and it had evolved more than half a month to seven times. It has been one month since the last evolution, and Yang Ao has evolved eight times a long time ago.

If he didn't want to fight Lin Qing, he would have broken through nine evolutions more than ten days ago.

Now it's only a thin line away from nine times, and you can break through at any time.

"Okay, you pick a place."

"Then go to the battlefield."

The desert field outside the city was almost developed by Qingzhou, and it was abandoned a long time ago. There is no one in the huge place, and only half of the hill is bare.

The ground with gravel fragments is blown by the cold air day after day, and the edges and corners have been frozen, not sharper than ordinary blades.

There are six or seven football fields in the whole place, which is very suitable for fighting.

Yang Ao took out the black two-meter knife handle with a roaring tiger head on the knife grid. He pressed the switch and the white knife light spit out. The whole body was shorter than the Balrog heel. This was tailored for his height.

At the beginning, Yang Ao pushed to the second gear: "My one is different from yours, yours is as hot as fire, and mine is as cold as ice."

Speaking of making a knife on the ground, as expected, a layer of ice sculpture formed where the blade passed.

Niubi, 66, Lin Qing admired Wang Xiaoming's brain hole very much, no wonder the cold air was not evaporated when he took it out, "What's the name of your knife?"

"It has no name yet."

"Would you like me to think of one for you, how about calling the blood-drinking mad knife?"

What a domineering name! Yang Ao almost clapped his hands in applause, but he didn't want to use it when he thought of Lin Qing's name.

"It doesn't sound good, I think it's not as good as I thought before."

"Really, what did you plan to call?"

"Snow Drinking Mad Knife."

Lin Qing...

MMP, shameless, if this name is the idea of ​​Laozi's handstand shampoo that you thought about before, it is clearly the originality of the current prostitute, and I changed a word temporarily for fear of being exposed.

If you don't know your mother today, I won't be able to fight Lin.

"Call it whatever you like. Are you ready? I'm coming."

"Although let the horse come here."

Pulling out the Balrog, the eight-meter red knife light spit out, a block of 1,500 high temperature, and the cold air around it vaporized bursts of smoke.

"Zhantian Swordsmanship!"

With a loud shout, Lin Qing left a cobweb pit in place, and his figure walked over a hundred meters to reach Yang Ao.

The two figures were at odds with each other, and Yang Ao flew out several tens of meters, and Xueyin Knife fell aside.

On his chest, a knife mark covered his half of his body, and his arm was cut into a deep mark, almost torn apart.

After a face-to-face end of the battle, Yang Ao lay on all fours, looking up at the sky, without saying a word.

He waited for this battle for a month, and in order to ensure a fair duel, he deliberately did not break through nine evolutions.

To make sure he could fight heartily, he was armed with his upper body at the beginning and opened the second gear with the sword.

But Lin Qing was unarmed, and the Flame Demon was only in the first gear. He even shouted a knife move before firing the sword. He didn't expect that he was still beaten.

If it was in the second gear of the Balrog, or if the head was chopped off, he was already dead.

Is the gap between the two really that big?

With the sound of footsteps, Lin Qing's annoying mass came into his sight.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so casual!"

Listen, is this really human? Yang Ao almost didn't cry. After sorting out his emotions, he got up and said: "Young people don't speak martial arts, you start a sneak attack without shouting, I'm not defending!"

"Are you sure you have another chance to block my Heaven Slashing and Sword Drawing Technique?"

With such an awesome name, Yang Ao was envious again, determined to look back and think about one too.

"Sure, who do you think I am."

"Okay, then we will come again."

"Forget it, I'll have a meeting right away. I don't have time. I'll talk about it every day."

Yang Ao turned around and left, this place could no longer be stayed, and once again, he was beaten for a second, it really couldn't be mixed.

Before that, he didn't doubt Lin Qing's strength, but he was not convinced. He felt that Lin Qing, the number one master in the world, was a little bit watery.

The second block of the flame demon is 5,000 degrees high, ordinary weapons are papery in front of it, and no one can hold a knife.

Now it seems that it was a big mistake. It was also eight times of evolution. His Snow Drinking Mad Knife was not inferior to that of the Balrog, but it was still beaten by a single second. Can you say that his weapon is better?

It can only explain that the problem lies with people.