Chapter 142: The Most Powerful Means of Transportation on Earth

The tall man in a suit finally listened to Song Qingshu's instructions and got out of the car.

He held a hammer in one hand.

At the same time, there was a functional type armor-penetrating talisman in his other hand.

He really didn't know why Great Death-Courting Senior this cultivation grandmaster would ride a tricycle to the hospital… the man in a suit felt that he wasn't intelligent enough to fully understand how Great Death-Courting Senior's mind worked; they weren't on the same level at all whether in terms of realm or their way of thinking.

"Three supreme Daoist gods; Daoist ways are unpredictable¹!" The man in a suit walked up to the slightly decrepit tricycle. He raised his hand as if it were a sword, and with a light shout, he swiftly stuck the armor-penetrating talisman onto the hammer.