Arknights, are you a good person?

"It's nothing actually. I can improve my proficiency a little by drawing a thunder talisman, just like doing exercises." Qi Yuan said without raising his head.

The aura of a top student is clearly revealed.

Texas nodded. Although he didn't understand, Qi Yuan seemed to be enjoying it.

"I'll ask Lao Wei for more compensation then."

Qi Yuanzhi said proudly, and Texas immediately nodded in understanding.

"Who will tell the will-o'-the-wisp to stop downstairs of his house then?"

Texas talked to himself, thinking that this sentence could probably only be said by Qi Yuan himself, and it would be inappropriate for anyone else to say it.

But...can a motorcycle that is covered in lightning really be called a will-o'-the-wisp?

The motorcycle sputtered.

Like a thunder dragon, it surrendered to Qi Yuan's hands and was gradually taking shape and growing stronger.

Half an hour later.

Qi Yuan looked at the fruits of his labor, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded with satisfaction.

Before I knew it, I had painted the entire motorcycle pure red. This solved another problem: the cursive writing looked a bit out of place on the motorcycle and could not blend well with the paint.

As long as it is completely covered, it will be integrated.

“How many talismans are there?”

Texas smacked his lips slightly.

"Ninety-seven lightning acceleration talismans, ensuring lightning speed." Qi Yuan snapped his fingers and accurately reported the specific values.

I looked down at my watch and saw that it had only taken half an hour in total, so it was still early.

"Go, go, go, send it to Madam Wen Yue."

Qi Yuan waved his hand and said, "We need to do this as soon as possible. If we send it early, Madam Wen Yue will be able to get on the car tonight."

Penguin Logistics came out in a mighty force, like a dark and evil force.

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Wei House.

The quiet corner in the bustling city had a little more restlessness today. Wei Yanwu was practicing calligraphy quietly when he suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness.

It was like the sultry weather before a heavy rain, with thunder and lightning brewing in the dark clouds, a feeling that was hard to describe.

Stop writing and look up.

Wei Yanwu frowned slightly and slowly retreated. He was very familiar with this situation. Whenever the Grand Tutor made a high-speed long-distance attack, such an atmosphere would always appear at the end.

"The Master has come to my study again, but why?"

Wei Yanwu frowned and muttered to himself: "Shouldn't he go straight to Longmen Prison No. 3? I have already told him about Tallulah's matter and solved it perfectly."

For some reason, Qi Yuan's harmless smile popped into Wei Yanwu's mind.

"Could it be that the boy has done something wrong again?"

Wei Yanwu felt that his guess was almost correct, and everything would have to wait until the Grand Tutor actually arrived.

Five seconds later——

Nothing happened.

Twenty seconds later——

Still nothing happened. Wei Yanwu sighed softly, and his tall figure suddenly looked somewhat unrestrained, as if he felt the same way: "I had forgotten that the Grand Tutor is old enough to start training a successor."

After waiting for a minute and still nothing happening, Wei Yanwu finally couldn't sit still anymore.

No matter how slow it is, the tutor should be here soon.

After all, the air was filled with an indescribable feeling of dullness. The atmosphere had been set to this point, but the person still didn't show up, which made Wei Yanwu feel a little uneasy.

Where is the person? Where did the Grand Tutor go?

What broke the silence was a young man's shout. Qi Yuanzhi shouted triumphantly, "Hey, hey, hey!"

"Old Wei, the will-o'-the-wisp is parked downstairs from your house. It's guaranteed to be powerful."

"what?"

Wei Yanwu stuck his head out, looked over the wall below, across the street, and saw Penguin Logistics waving.

"Qi Yuan, this matter is indeed related to you."

"What do you mean?"

Qi Yuan stopped waving and patted the scarlet motorcycle fixed on top of the jeep: "Didn't you ask me to build a motorcycle with lightning power for your lady?"

"The motorcycle has been modified for you, no need to thank me!"

Following Qi Yuan's words, Wei Yanwu's gaze fell on the top of the jeep, and he noticed that this was the motorcycle he drove to Penguin Logistics, which belonged to Madam Wen Yue, but Qi Yuan changed its color.

"Wait a minute..."

Wei Yanwu's eyes gradually became solemn.

The momentum of a downpour and lightning about to strike was emanating continuously from this motorcycle.

broken!

338: Give Lao Wei more strength (3 more)

"Sure enough, leaving things to you always makes me feel at ease."

Mrs. Wen Yue stood in the porch, her hands demurely hidden in her sleeves, watching the Penguin Logistics mover carefully move the motorcycle to the ground, nodding and praising as she spoke.

Mrs. Wen Yue was also a well-informed person. She noticed the lightning lingering on the motorcycle and her eyes seemed to be glued to it.

"Now, my husband can finally relax a little."

Mrs. Wen Yue looked back at the motorcycle and spoke gently and quietly.

Public morality +1.

Wei Yanwu's tall figure appeared on the porch. He didn't even put on a cloak, but walked out in a mandarin jacket. His usual white jade pipe was gone, but he was holding a brush in his hand.

Seeing Lao Wei's disheveled look, he seemed to be still frightened. He walked over and stared at the motorcycle from top to bottom.

"Qi Yuan, you really gave me a surprise."

Old Wei smiled with great difficulty.

"Are you unhappy?" Qi Yuan frowned, always feeling that there was something else behind Wei Yanwu's words.

There is no +2 for public morality, but +1.

There was suddenly something wrong with the way Qi Yuan looked at Lao Wei.

"Is there a problem?"

"No problem, you did very well." Wei Yanwu shook his head, laughed easily, and patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder. "I have long been looking forward to the old master's thunder method being carried forward in you."

Before, after discovering that Qi Yuan had learned Taifu's thunder magic, Lao Wei had been thinking about this prop.

After all, even though Wei Yanwu, a genius, had spent a long time deducing the [Chixiao Sword Technique] that could affect everything, he still had no clue and looked much older.

But the lightning talisman is different.

He really can't do this!

Therefore, you can feel at ease to entrust others to solve the problem, and the person to be entrusted is of course Qi Yuan.

As a result, Qi Yuan directly sent this thing...

Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone was gathered around the motorcycle to watch and no one was looking at him, Wei Yanwu frowned deeply and almost crushed the pen in his hand.

The momentum of impending storm continued to come from the front.

Every time he closed his eyes, Wei Yanwu would have an illusion, as if the next moment, the old man with electricity would rush over, take out a long list, and ask him about the details of some events bit by bit...

Wei Yanwu couldn't hold it anymore.

If he was sent away, he would continue to be tortured in the study.

If I take it back, when the motorcycle is parked in the garage, I will always feel the oppressive feeling of the old man standing downstairs of my house.

Now I am in a dilemma.

"Qi Yuan..." Wei Yanwu muttered to himself with mixed feelings.

The brush was eventually crushed. Wei Yanwu rolled up his sleeves and calmly threw the brush fragments into the flower bed.

Just then, Mrs. Wen Yue turned around.

She smiled and asked, "Honey, please...run a lap with me for a while."

I remember when I was young, when a few young people were working together, as long as there was a chance to drive, basically no one could snatch it from Mrs. Wen Yue. Her eager look made Lao Wei feel as if he had returned to the past.

It's like yesterday reappearing.

"Come on then." Wei Yanwu spread his hands with a relaxed look, his expression the same as usual.

This is an old married couple.

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Of course, they couldn't test it directly in front of the Wei Mansion, so Qi Yuan took everyone to a remote overpass. There wasn't a single car to be seen for several kilometers, so it was a perfect section for testing.

The motorcycle was placed steadily on the ground. When the accelerator was stepped on, the tires began to spin at high speed, raising clouds of dust.

As it continued to spin, lightning slowly emerged from the rotating wheel hub. Even the color of the lightning was pure Taifu brand blue lightning.

"Put on your helmet."

Madam Wen Yue reminded calmly, her tone was completely different from before she got on the motorcycle. Shan Wei Yanwu immediately put on his helmet obediently and supported Madam Wen Yue's shoulders from behind.

Lightning gradually enveloped the entire car, enveloping the driver and passengers, like a thousand birds singing.

"come on."

The Angel in the atmosphere group raised her hands high, opened her mouth slightly, and didn't even dare to blink.

The Governor of Longmen and his wife were racing together, and the car was modified by Qi Yuan himself. How many times can you see such a scene?

"When I was a kid, I always fantasized about the Pope engaging in a gunfight with people on the street."

The Angel of Power said to himself, "This scene is pretty much like what I imagined back then, right? It's really exciting to the extreme."

Qi Yuan also put his hands in his pockets and watched intently.

Mrs. Wen Yue seemed a little nervous. She held the handlebars silently, as if she was recalling the feeling of her youth.

"call--"

Inside the helmet, Madam Wen Yue let out a long breath and lightly turned the accelerator.

The sound of a thousand birds chirping suddenly exploded on the viaduct, and the two people and the car disappeared. Only a long and thin streak of lightning remained in front of them, extending forward as if to infinity.

"..."

"Wow even."

The Angel of Power put down his hands in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Ah!"

"I recalled the last time I was in Colombia... So this is what it feels like to watch Qi Yuan driving a motorcycle from a third-party perspective?" Ke muttered to himself, rubbing his hair that had been ionized and made fluffy.

It took nearly a hundred acceleration thunder talismans to reach a speed similar to that of Qi Yuan driving the jeep himself.

“I’m very proud.”

Qi Yuan straightened his chest.

A few seconds later, a flash of lightning came from the front, and the flashing lightning fell in front of her. Madam Wen Yue slowly took off her helmet and shook her fluffy long hair.

"Four hundred and fifty miles per hour, not bad. I can totally control it." Madam Wen Yue said to herself.

Qi Yuan suddenly felt proud no longer.

Wei Yanwu slowly got off the car, took off his helmet, revealing the same afro, and looked at the motorcycle with some complexity.