The method of lighting a man's cigarette in Che Qianzi was too shocking. When he saw this white-haired half-baby appear in front of him, he made a gesture of rubbing his hands. He was so scared that the middle-aged man grew up with his mouth and did not sit firmly, he directly slid from the chair to the ground...

Seeing the man fall, Che Qianzi frowned and turned to Sun Desheng and said, "Fatty, have you been slapping me? Didn't you realize that this kid is a big head? The one who can stay in the food truck in the end will definitely not be a small person... Sima Xiaoliang, is this your person? Give me a good word..."

Almost everyone has a camp along the way, and the more they are in the carriage, the more masters they are. In a carriage of the dining car, there are people who even Xiao Yifeng feel a little headache. So many people lay the groundwork, and the one who stayed in the dining car must be among the masters. No one expected that it would be the bald man who just knocked on the window and borrowed a fire...

Seeing the people who walked into the dining car looking at him, the man got up from the ground. After patting his clothes awkwardly, he turned to the kitchen of the dining car and said, "If you don't want the fried noodles, you'll put them in the pot, hurry up, I won't eat in the dining car. After the fried food, I'll pack them and go back to the carriage to eat..."

While talking, the man secretly looked at Sun Desheng's people, laughed dryly, picked up the plate on his table, and hid next to the table in the corner...

Sun Desheng couldn't understand it a little, so he turned to look at Yang Xiao and Shen La. The two white-haired men shook their heads, and Lazi leaned into Fatty Sun's ear and said, "I can't tell that there is a Taoist master, but it's hard to say. Maybe he is a volcano-level master, hiding his breath, and outsiders can't tell..."

"You guys are afraid! What's that little boy in Volcano? I messed with me, and I beat him like dad..." When Bai Wuqiu spoke, he walked carelessly to the opposite side of the bald man. The big man in black didn't speak, but just stared at the man who was frightened in front of him. The man in bald man was sitting or standing, and he kept sweating.

If I look at it this way, this person doesn't look like a master. But the masters have more or less quirks. Who knows if this bald man takes this route of being angry...

At this time, the man with the bald man sat down and the waiter of the food truck brought the bald man to him. Before the bald man could pick up the chopsticks, Bai Wuqiu had already reached out to stir the fried noodles. Then he grabbed a handful of fried noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he stared at the man and said, "Do you ordered fried noodles? Order fried cakes next time!"

When the last four words came out, the man who was bald was frightened. He said with a sad face: "No, I'll just sit for a while - no, I'll get to the station right away, I have to get off the bus... What's wrong? No matter what my business is... Help!"

When the bald man was about to leave the food truck, Bai Wuqiu's face suddenly turned black. Then his body began to stiffen, and then he fell straight to the ground.

No one expected that Bai Wuqiu would be caught, and this was a sign of poisoning. Bai Wuqiu is also a demon king, and ordinary poisons did not work for him at all.

Yang Xiao and Yang Jun rushed over. After some examination, neither of them found out any poison that Bai Wuqiu had. The two could only follow the general detoxification steps, first bleeding Bai Wuqiu, and then Yang Xiao took out the plasma that was spared from his body. The plasma was added by Lao Yang and could be transported to people and would not have a repulsive reaction.

But Bai Wuqiu is not a human being after all, and he doesn’t know the consequences of injecting human blood. But now there is no way. Before you can’t find a suitable antidote, you can only use the blood exchange method to push it...

In a blink of an eye, Yang Jun pierced Bai Wuqiu's bloodline, and black and viscous blood flowed out of it. Sun Desheng and his men could already smell the stench in the blood. Unexpectedly, the toxicity was so strong that the demon king's body could not stop it...

Seeing that six packs of spare plasma were input into Bai Wuqiu's body, the demon king's face was a little better. However, he still looked as if he was shaved. Yang Xiao said to Sun Desheng: "Sage, I can't hold on for long. At the next stop, I quickly arrange a plane to transport the demon king back to the capital. Mr. Guibugui must have a way to detoxify. If the poison gas is too late, Mr. Guibugui may be powerless..."

Yang Xiao rarely said such words. After hearing this, Sun Desheng immediately arranged a helicopter to come. He picked Bai Wuqiu away from here, then sent him to the airport, and temporarily recruited a plane to fly directly to the capital.
Chapter completed!