My magic stick is going to heaven!

Wen Changlang stepped on the bicycle, pedaling vigorously, passing along the direction of the tracking symbol, with reeds and miscellaneous forests growing higher and higher on both sides, and the location was getting farther and farther away from the city. This Liu Dachang and that Foreigners, what are you going to do? It's so mysterious.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Wen Changlang spotted something incompatible with this wilderness with sharp eyes. He took a closer look, dropped the bicycle immediately, ran over to pick it up, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, it was the breath of Shang Yanzhou!

Holding the pure white sleeves, Wen Changlang raised his head and looked at the long road that spread to nowhere in front of him. He slowly squeezed his five fingers together and held the sleeves in his hands. Putting it in his pocket, and cursing in a low voice, he picked up the bicycle and kicked it like the wind was blowing under his feet.

Sweating profusely and panting, Wen Changlang finally followed the tracer to the abandoned factory. From a distance, he heard foreigners yelling and screaming, as well as fierce fighting.

When I listened carefully, there was still gunshots, dead dead, Lord Governor, don't hang up!

While thinking, Wen Changlang rolled up his sleeves and rushed in. His figure was like a shadow, and the wind was blowing under his feet. After crossing the sill, Wen Changlang saw Shang Yanzhou with colorful clothes on his body. His face was still so elegant. It's just the movement of the hands, but it is neat and straightforward.

"Master Governor, I'm here to save the beauty as a hero!"

As soon as Wen Changlang yelled meanly, he bent his arms and exerted force on his feet. His body rose into the air and turned over in the air. With a click, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell down.

Easily landed next to Shang Yanzhou, Wen Changlang laughed flirtatiously:

"Master Governor, how about it, am I so handsome!"

Shang Yanzhou froze for two seconds, then stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side, with a slightly angry tone:

"What are you doing here!"

"Heroes save the beauty!"

"...You! Stupid!"

"How stupid am I! I'm as smart as I am, not only the best in skill, but even more resourceful!"

Shang Yanzhou sweated slightly on his forehead: "...you are really, no matter where you go, you are always like this, and you can't hold back your words."

Wen Changlang raised his chin: "I am always reminding myself and others how good I am!"

After speaking, Wen Changlang reached out and patted Shang Yanzhou's shoulder, and said in a different tone:

"Don't worry, I, a hero, will definitely save you, a beauty."

Before Shang Yanzhou could reply, Wen Changlang stood in front of Shang Yanzhou with his hips akimbo, facing Lawrence and Liu Dachang.

The first thing Wen Changlang saw was Liu Dachang. He was really unusual at the moment, standing quietly behind Lawrence like a servant, while the fake Shen Ci was standing side by side with Lawrence, so The coordinated and weird picture is really suspicious.

Wen Changlang immediately thought of a possibility. In order to verify this possibility, Wen Changlang put one hand behind his back and ignited a light blue flame out of thin air with his fingertips. Afterwards, the flame turned into a talisman and was manipulated by Wen Changlang. It rose from the sky and got into the middle of Liu Dachang's eyebrows.

As for Liu Dachang's eyebrows, after the flame disappeared, a black circular mark appeared.

really!It's head down!Liu Dachang was controlled by someone lowering his head, so he lost his self-awareness. From the beginning to the end, Wen Changlang finally figured out all the cause and effect.