The Domestic Hero

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Then, the atmosphere of the dining table was a little weird. The two were eating breakfast without mentioning each other, and there was a second frog leap back and forth in the living room, singing loudly as the frog became a prince.

After a breakfast, Wang Yan and Xiao Ferret were both terrified and trembling.

Fortunately, after eating breakfast, the Bright Saints wiped her lips and said, "Wang Yan, thank you for your hospitality. I had a great time this day. The time is running out. I'm going to the international airport and I will go back to the Sanctuary The next report is the mission process. "

After a pause, she said: "Because it's not easy to fly around in this city, I also want to ask you to take me to the airport. The people of the Guardian Knights have already received orders to wait at the airport early. "

This is of course no problem, Wang Yan secretly rejoiced.

Staying with this bright saint, Wang Yan always felt that there was no strong pressure.

So after pretending to keep two sentences, he happily drove the Virgin to the airport downstairs.

Outside the door of the community, Wang Yan also bought a lot of raw fried buns and Xiaolong soup dumplings for her in a space necklace, saying that it was taken back to the Pope's crown and the bishops and adults.

Then he went all the way to the airport. As for Langge, according to the Bright Lady, the spell had an effect of one hour. In this way, Wang Yan is too lazy to care about his life and death, let him continue to sing and sing at home.

This was placed in ancient times, and blasphemy was the death penalty. Even if he was lucky, he was not burned to death.

But it is now more than 8 o'clock in the morning, which is the peak time of Huahai City during work hours. And Huahai City is estimated to be one of the most blocked cities in the entire Milky Way.

Wang Yan was driving the white Bentley from the unit and was stuck on the road, which was tightly packed.

In the case of traffic jams, it is useless even if the Pope is close.

Suddenly, Wang Yan saw some looseness in front. When I stepped on the throttle and wanted to see a needle inserted into the seam, the brother of the car next door rolled down the window and begged: "Brother, you can do it. If you go ahead, I will be scared by heart disease . You are a luxury car, younger and older, you ca n’t afford it. "

Everyone talked about this, and Wang Yan was not good at bullying others. He smiled politely and stepped on the brakes.

Who would have thought that the buddy suddenly swayed from the front of Wang Yan ’s head with a kick, and then flexibly drilled in the slow traffic, gradually moving away, and even extended his hand and waved Wave, say goodbye to Wang Yan.

What the hell!

Wang Yan was blocked again after a delay. Annoyed in his heart, he knew such a way. Just transferred the helicopter from the unit to deliver the virgin.

Even Xiaoxue, who was nestled in the co-pilot, was in flames, jumped onto the instrument panel, and raised a **** away from the other side through the glass.

"Wang Yan ... The time for our application for the fairway is almost too late. This delay will cause a lot of trouble for the international airport to reapply for the fairway." The Bright Lady frowned slightly in the back seat. Spread the wings of the light, let's go back to the news and deal with it yourself. "

Uh ... how to deal with this?

Now that China's self-media is so developed, it won't take long for a little disturbance to spread throughout the country. Do you think this is your holy land?

Your grandma hurried away, spread her wings, and flew into the sky. After refreshing, she turned around and patted her **** and left.

How can we clean up the mess of our National African Bureau? And most of this work will be put on his own head.

No, she must not be allowed to fly around. As soon as Wang Yan turned his head, he even hit a few directions. He just parked the car at the door of an electrical shop on the roadside.

The shopkeeper came out and wanted to catch up with others. But look at the luxury car, and then look at Wang Yan, who is wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, a mere eight meters away, the bulging and explosive muscles under the T-shirt.

If he cursed, he swallowed it consciously and smiled a little reluctantly: "Brother, I didn't offend you? Your car is parked here, which affects my business."

"Here, I am a government unit. There is no way to send foreign guests to the airport. You can take care of this car, and my unit will come to pick it up later." Wang Yan took out his wallet and thought of the cash. brother. I had to swipe a Chinese cigarette in the hotel next door and gave it to the owner.

The shop owner looked at Wang Yan, and then looked at the very beautiful and seductive blond lady. He took the cigarette and patted his chest and said, "Despite your busyness, my brother, I put a bench at the door to help you look at the car, and I won't be scratched." .

Uh, not as you think.

However, Wang Yan was too lazy to explain, and notified the logistics department. He took a lap in the small alley and rode out of his twenty-eight bars.

It took a long time for the little ferret to take a ride on the bicycle, got into the basket and jumped up and down, happy and happy.

"Slap!"

Wang Yan patted the back seat and said proudly: "Holy Lady, I guarantee that there will be no traffic jams along the way."

The bright Saint Girl's expression froze for a moment. After staring at the car for five seconds, she trembled into the back seat, and her hands subconsciously hit Wang Yan's waist.

Wang Yanqiang endured the strange feeling and pressed the stirrup hard. The solid two and eight bars are swaying and whizzing forward.

Leaving the owner of the electrical shop alone, he envyed and admired his eyes from afar: "In this year, the means of rich girls picking up girls are endless."

"Is this really the car?" The Bright Lady was in the back seat, touching and pinching over there, saying in amazement, "It turns out that this car is for your use."

"Huh? Your Excellency still recognizes this two-eighth bar !?" Wang Yan was riding the car, rushing through the traffic quickly, causing an envy.

Xiao Xue is more proud, every time more than one car, will cast an arrogant look on them. It seems that we are not riding a broken bicycle, but a big airplane.

"Of course I recognized that under the crown, I had been in anger for this car for three years and didn't come out." The Bright Lady said with a sigh.

Squeak ~

Wang Yan was so shocked that he almost rear-ended a Mercedes-Benz, but fortunately the reaction speed was superhuman, and a beautiful flick tail was inserted after a sudden brake. The heart is still beating, is it a joke? With this broken bicycle, can the Pope's crown be shut down for three years?

This is too powerful! ?

"My Excellency, let's talk about gossip." Wang Yan was also excited when he heard about his car and this glorious history.

"Actually, it's nothing. This is a thing of the past." The legs of the Bright Lady were rippling and her hands were holding Wang Yan's waist. "At first, several peerless masters, including the Pope's crown, were fighting for a piece of heaven. The iron was so dark that no one could do it. As a result, Master Yan Zun finally cheated, saying that since he could not win or lose, he would extract the piece of meteorite, and in the end everyone evenly divided. "

"Uh ... wouldn't it be that Master Yan Zun swallowed that meteorite alone?" Wang Yan was a little sweaty, and Master Yan Zun looked very bullish.

"It would be better if I swallowed it alone, and if the crown and the other two masters joined forces, even Master Yanzun would not be able to surrender one enemy to three, and they would surely hand it over." Say, "But Master Yan Zun even forged an ugly bicycle with that extremely precious magical meteorite, and a warhammer with rough workmanship and unbelievable ugliness. Even the magic circle is not engraved, it is a violent disaster. . And what ’s more sad is that once the magical meteorite is re-condensed after being extracted, it will be permanently fixed and will never be damaged. "

"Uh, huh ..." Wang Yan turned back and gave her a sympathetic look, but his heart was dark. Doesn't that mean that his warhammer and bicycle are the strongest things in the world?

Baby, worthy of being baby.

In fact, if it is really an artifact, Wang Yan also feels that it is absolutely impossible for him to use it. It ’s still so good, no one wants to use it, and it makes me pick up a big bargain.

"Under the crown and the other two, they were out of anger. But at that time, even if you killed Master Yan Zun, it would be useless." The saint said with a sigh. Everyone's kind of taste, everybody has no friends! In the future, Yan Zun will not be allowed to take another step in the sanctuary. "

Wang Yan couldn't help laughing, and the Lord Yan Zun in our country is really awesome. It's really cool to be able to suffocate the Pope's crown like this.

But my heart is refreshing, but if you think about it carefully, the Yan Zun adult in our country does not seem to have any taste! Look at the look of our warhammer, look at the design of this bike? Wouldn't it be nice to look good?

For a time, Wang Yan was really curious about Master Yan Zun to the extreme. What kind of person is this adult? Yes, it must be an extraordinary master of martial arts, who can beat half of the sky with a stomping foot.

It must be our Dinghaishen-style figure of China.

"Wang Yan, I said Master Yan Zun, won't you be angry?" The Bright Lady hesitated and asked.

"Angry! Why should I be angry?" Wang Yan was baffled. Although I have some admiration for Master Yan Zun, does the bright saint bury him and has a half-cent relationship with herself?

Alas ~ The Bright Lady sighed heavily: "Although that thing, indeed, Lord Yan Zun has done too much." Then there were some apologies, "Master Yan Yan, he is always your Master, I don't It should be said to him in front of you. "

"what?!"

"Squeak!"

Wang Yan, who was caught off guard, almost fell dead with a fight!

This remark was like a thunderbolt in the day, making Wang Yan's mind buzz.

Lord Yan Zun, he is always your master!

This sentence echoed deep in my mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Master, Master! What kind of international joke is this?

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