Gongbu was very honest and followed the two of the Ma family to get on the dilapidated small truck. No matter how crowded the front and back, he couldn't get on. Finally, Xie Zhihai took Ma Tian to squat in the truck compartment behind him.

Before driving, Quan Xingguo called the instructor, but it couldn't get through. He didn't think so at that time. He planned to call again later, but there was no chance after waiting.

It took about six hours to return along the same route. The car was broken and the time was relaxed. It only took seven hours at most. Quan Xingguo was still driving, but the co-pilot was sitting in the co-pilot. The Ma Yuan behind him was extremely stressed. Not only did he have to take care of the old fried dough stick next to him, but he also had to be more careful and be wary of the Kampot in front.

The three of them seemed very honest, but this made Quan Xingguo more and more vigilant. If something goes wrong, there will be monsters. If they really cooperated like this, why did they run away? Fortunately, there was no abnormality along the way, at least for more than half an hour.

But after the car was far away from the town, he didn't say a word. Kampot, who was looking at the car window, suddenly hummed a song in a low voice. He couldn't understand what language it was, but the tune was low and desolate, but the tune was high and melodious, which was very consistent with the scenery of the desert far outside the car window under the clouds, and it seemed that it resonated with Ma Hongqing behind him. This old fried dough stick actually hummed.

The humming combination of two old men made Ma Yuan sound unique, but it made Quan Xingguo feel irritated. Although the two were not loud, it became a noise that disturbed his mind in Quan Xingguo's ears, so he couldn't help but speak out, "Can you be quiet for a while? It affects me to drive."

Kampot shrugged and stopped his voice. Ma Hongqing spat in dissatisfaction behind him, and was scolded by Ma Yuan loudly. Quan Xingguo didn't want to pursue it, so he waved his hand to signal to forget it and then continued to drive.

"Can you tell me why you must investigate Mr. Ma Ziqing and Ma?" Kampot did not intend to be sober, and after a minute, he started to start talking again.

"There is nothing to tell, you just need to cooperate with us to go back."

"Ah, I understand. Your purpose is not in the Ma family, but the man named Li Wushuang, right?" Gongbu's tone was quite self-righteous, as if he was playing hard to get, and seemed to be showing that he was innocent.

Quan Xingguo ignored it and focused on driving, but Ma Yuan got a little angry. He looked at Quan Xingguo's expression and forced himself to hold it back.

"I know very well that Li Wushuang is a person. He lived to be 247 years old and is a pervert."

Quan Xingguo still stared at the front with his eyes fixed on his eyes.

"And not only him is a pervert. There is a group of people around him who are all like this. Their descendants all live around Yiwu County. You are here for this, right?"

Kampot's words became more and more explicit, and his tone became more and more casual, as if these information that was regarded as confidential by Quan Xingguo and others were nothing to him, but more importantly, it was that everyone could understand that he was using sensitive words to stimulate and tease Quan Xingguo.

"Are you finished? Can you shut up?" Ma Yuan couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, of course it's not over. I should say this sentence. I have anything to do with the matter you investigated? Or do I have any inappropriate behavior that violated the law?"

"You!" The robbers of Kampot made Ma Yuan's anger suddenly jump onto his forehead. He shouted, "Cooperate with us..."

"Yuan'er, okay, don't pay attention to him." Quan Xingguo shouted and couldn't calm down when he was stimulated by the other party. This was not a qualified field performance.

"Actually, you have ignored Mr. Ma Ziqing. His ancestor was Li Shijian's deputy and he held many secrets than Li Wushuang, right? Mr. Ma?" Gongbu continued to chatter. This extremely rare secret was the first time Quan Xingguo heard about it, but the other party threw it out casually. He didn't know whether it was true or false. Ma Hongqing behind him actually nodded in agreement.

"I hope you will come back to react truthfully. I'm very surprised. How did you know other people's stories? Are you very familiar with the Ma family?" Quan Xingguo finally couldn't help it.

"I am the great messenger of Creatorship, and there is no secret to what I want to know."

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Quan Xingguo was so angry that his head hurt. He agreed to ignore this guy and was actually taken to the gutter. He decided that he would never be fooled again during this tormented journey.

"Oh, great Creator, you opened the wrong place." After only a few minutes of quiet, Kampot screamed again.

Quan Xingguo widened his eyes and observed the surroundings, and suddenly burst into cold sweat. The direction of his driving was indeed wrong. The scenery along the way was very unfamiliar. It was definitely not the way he came. He immediately braked and hurriedly called out the electronic map on his mobile phone to check it out, and found that he had actually gone backward.

Hell? Can you actually recognize the direction in broad daylight? This is something that has never happened before. As a battle-hardened field agent, being able to accurately identify the direction without auxiliary tools in the wild is the minimum skill. It would be a mistake to be so wide here? Could it be that the other party uses some supernatural abilities?

In Quan Xingguo's eyes, Kampot is becoming increasingly difficult, but he will never speak actively now, so he simply turns on his phone and navigate according to the map.

After turning around, Quan Xingguo accelerated his driving speed. Kampot rarely shut his mouth and calmed down in the cab. It was not until he re-entered Qingyuan Town that Quan Xingguo was sure that he was right this time, but when he saw the noodle restaurant where he had breakfast, the travelers were still there.

They stood straight, with respectful expressions, staring at the ragged truck, as if they were sending off their idols. The pious look was already faintly fanatical.

Quan Xingguo observed the Gongbu beside him coldly. The guy looked calm, but his appearance seemed to have changed again. He was still bearded on his cheeks just now, but now he was bare and only green skin left. His dull nose suddenly shrank, and his eyes were deeper, giving people a wise and profound, solemn appearance, which was completely different from the image of a traveler who was so dusty just now.

Hiss, Quan Xingguo took a deep breath and stepped on the accelerator heavily. The broken truck roared all the way like a dispersed Ding Ding, and flew along the town's main road.

Quan Xingguo was trying his best to control his emotions, but it was useless. His mind was a little confused at the moment. He felt that the person who was being investigated was not the person being investigated in his car, but two dangerous elements with terrifying abilities, or those who were ready to explode at any time. It seemed that there was a ferocious beast behind his butt, and if he stopped for a moment, he would be swallowed by the other party.

The broken truck ran all the way, but the cab was extremely quiet. Ma Yuan was so nervous that he was about to collapse, while Ma Hongqing squinted his eyes and was dozing leisurely. Although Kampot didn't speak, his lips were always open and close, not knowing what he was muttering.

Quan Xingguoqiang didn't want to see it, but he saw Gongbu's movements clearly. The light from the corner of his eyes seemed very disobedient, like a gummy, and he could not get rid of it.

"Oh, omnipotent Creator, you have gone the wrong way again." Kampot suddenly exclaimed again.

With a sudden brake, Quan Xingguo's face flushed and his emotions were furious. Ma Yuan took out his pistol like a neurotic, and the muzzle hit the back of Kampot's head directly.
Chapter completed!