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Chapter 1953 knocking on the window

The Wang family guide sitting in the passenger seat started to start, holding a string of black Buddhist beads in his hand in front of his chest, his face was pale and his eyes were closed, and his lips were constantly opening and closing, as if he was praying desperately.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

Yang Zipei Hai Ziyuan and the three people who came out of the Ancestral Dragon Palace were in much better shape.

Although their expressions were a little nervous, their aura was very stable. The heart of martial arts was kept extremely calm, but the true energy had already filled their bodies, as if they were about to take action at any time when a war was about to happen.

Although Jianghe and Mu Kang did not see more big scenes, they were from top special forces, after all, they were born in bloody and violent battles, and they had experienced many experiences in the battlefield of killing. They often fought in places with extremely harsh natural environments such as snowy and deserts on the border.

They have long developed a state of mind that is incomparable to ordinary masters.

Although he looked a little scared, he was not panicked.

Only Huang Bin and Licorice were pale, and they looked even more ugly than the two people in the front of the car, just like white paper.

At this time, even if an ordinary person looked at them, they could still see two pale faces in the dark environment.

"land........"

In the deadly silence, I suddenly remembered Yang Zipei's somewhat worried voice.

"Shh..."

Lu Fan suddenly let out a slight boo, signaling him not to speak.

Just as Yang Zi was stunned, she suddenly heard an extremely strange sound outside the dead car door.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

It was like someone folded two fingers and gently knocked on the door and window.

Finger-fold pop-up window.

The terrifying sandstorm that even the Grand Master is extremely afraid of.

The darkness that is invisible to the point of seeing the soul makes people feel the silence as deep as the soul.

Even the strongest man stayed in the car and didn't dare to show off his head.

But in such an environment, someone stood outside the car and gently tapped the window with his fingers.

Who is it?

The fear in everyone's hearts has far surpassed doubts.

You should know that at this moment, hundreds of military off-road vehicles are tightly leaning side by side.

Even the rearview mirrors have been completely folded, and the middle of each car is unsatisfied with a quick wooden board.

But in such an environment, someone is knocking on the window.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The sound of knocking on the window seemed to be very close to me, but it sounded carefully but seemed to come from all directions.

Lu Fan frowned.

Even his heart raised this feeling of uneasiness.

He tried to look out the window, trying to see through the glass what the source of the knocking sound was.

But no matter how he looked at the scenery outside, it was too dark, as if a thick ink could not be dispersed or opened.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

The sound of knocking on the window sounded again.

And this time Lu Fan could clearly feel that the sound seemed to be happening next to his car.

At this moment, he could even sense that the originally stable aura in the car suddenly became messy at this moment.

All the martial arts hearts of all the warriors in the car are messy.

Even Yang Zipei Hai Ziyuan Black Butterfly and others' breathing became no longer stable.

The knock on the door was extremely close and even once, making them think that their car was being knocked.

Everyone started listening with their breath, and the consequences of this knock on the door could have.

"Click."
Chapter completed!
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