March 10, 2015, Jeonju Expressway Bus Station. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rain was pouring down, and the man was wearing a raincoat and standing on the side of the road and stretched out his hand.

Ignoring the passing cars, they sped past without slowing down, splashing him from beginning to end.

The man wiped the muddy water that had splashed on his face, and his squinted eyes gave off a slight glint of pinching. Wrapping his raincoat tighter, he gritted his teeth and tightened his bloodless lips, his hands with white knuckles.

Finally, an ordinary Kia sedan stopped next to the man with a turn signal. The window rolled down, and he quickly squeezed out a smile and stepped forward.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" asked the driver with a subtle Jeonju accent.

"Big brother, I missed the last bus back to Seoul and was stuck here. Can you take me back to Seoul? I'll give you the money. The man begged flatteringly, his rain-soaked bangs clinging to his forehead, looking very depressed.

The driver looked at his tall but fat figure, and the honest smile on his facial features that were tightly packed with fat on his face, thought about it for a while, and said quite cheerfully: "Come on." ”

"Thank you, big brother!" the man was overjoyed, bowed deeply, and opened the co-pilot's door.

"Big brother, are you from Jeonzhou? ”

Carefully taking off his raincoat and rolling it up, the man wiped his wet hair with his hands. The driver glanced at it, turned on the heater, and handed over a clean towel.

"No, I'm Chinese, but the person who taught me to learn Korean is Jeonju, so I speak with a Jeonju accent. Makes you laugh. The driver's figure is also slightly fat, but his voice is very magnetic. His face with a slight double chin was quite handsome, and a pair of glasses covered his gaze. Seemingly proud of his Korean language, which even Koreans couldn't distinguish, he smiled slightly, relieving the awkward atmosphere in the car.

"Chinese will I also say Chinese! Hello, my name is Kim Min-suk...... Kim Min-suk's eyes lit up, and he quickly used his strange but fluent voice to Chinese close to the driver.

"Oh, your Chinese is very good, have you learned?" The driver's attitude was closer again: "Don't call the old 'big brother' and 'big brother' like that, I sound like you Koreans' underworld." My name is Song He, just call me Brother Song He. ”

"Okay, Brother Song He. Kim Min-seok is as good as a stream: "Brother Song He, did you come to South Korea to work or ......?"

"I'm here to travel. To be precise, I'm here to chase stars. Speaking of this question, Song Hyuk was not embarrassed at all, glanced at Kim Min-seok with a smile and said, "I'm a girl's boy." ”

"Girls' Generation!" Kim Min-seok slapped his face, and his face was happy to meet his peers: "I'm also a sone! When I was serving in the army, the cabinet was full of posters of Yurinuna!"

"Good boy, we are really destined!" Song Hyuk was also very happy, and said in a rambling voice: "To tell you the truth, I came all the way from the United States to attend Taeyeon's birthday party." Who knew that there was a typhoon in Seoul the day before yesterday, and the plane actually made a forced landing in Busan! Shengsheng wasted a ticket for my birthday party! I had no choice but to rent a car from Busan and drive all the way. Yesterday I visited Taeyeon's optical store in Jeonju, so aren't you planning to go back to Seoul?"

"Brother Song He, you are really a die-hard meal, you have paid so much for your sisters. Kim Min-seok looked adoring and admired, and slowly put his hand on his waist.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Actually, I also have a mission this time. A few friends in China asked me to buy some peripheral albums, and I'm going to sweep SMCOEX tomorrow. ”

Song Hyuk said modestly with a smile.

"So, what about the money?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the car.

Song Hyuk sensed that something was wrong, and was just about to step on the brakes, when his waist was pressed against a sharp hard object.

"Don't move, keep going. Unless you want to take a gamble and see if the knife is real. The kindness on Kim Min-suk's face had disappeared, and his small pupils shrank with a cold-blooded light.

The voice came down, and the tone changed, and he was like the kind and honest fat man just now!

"You're right, the two of us are indeed very fateful. Sure that Song Hyuk showed no signs of wanting to resist, Kim Min-seok relaxed slightly, unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned over to press the cigarette lighter in the car.

"Originally, I just wanted to rob the car, grab some money, and wait until I go back to Seoul to think about other issues," Straightening up, Kim Min-seok slapped Song Hyuk's face lightly: "Who knew that you, the shopkeeper, actually delivered it to the door by yourself!"

Gritting his teeth, Song Hyuk turned his head to avoid Kim Min-suk's hand, suppressed the anger in his heart, and secretly clicked the brakes under his feet.

"Min-suk, if you want money, I still have it, let's not use a knife-" Kim Min-suk, who persuaded the robbery with good words, Song Hyuk looked like he was willing to break the fortune and avoid disaster.

"Minshuk is also your name?" Kim Minshuk smirked, and suddenly burst out and slapped Song Hyuk hard. The unsuspecting Song He's body tilted suddenly, and even the body swayed violently from side to side.

Song He stabilized the steering wheel, spit out the saliva mixed with blood in his mouth, and also put away his smiling face: "I didn't expect that I had a good heart and actually recruited a white-eyed wolf for myself!"

"I, I really hate you Chinese!" Kim Min-suk's eyes were bloodshot, and his mental state was quite weird: "Why do you want to help the north invade us! If the north and the south are reunified, I won't need to serve! Dad him, dad he won't ......" His emotions became more and more excited, his arm waved, and before he knew it, the sharp knife left Song Hyuk's clothes.

"Lao Tzu especially thinks you're a psychopath!" Unwilling to sit still, Song He keenly seized the opportunity and slammed on the brakes! The road was slippery in the rain, the car slipped and hit the railing on the side of the road, and the engine was still roaring violently, but he could only stop unwillingly.

Taking advantage of Kim Min-suk's being thrown away, Song Hyuk quickly took out a cigarette lighter and pressed it according to Kim Min-suk's eyes!

"Ah~" A terrible wail came out under the severe pain, and Kim Min-seok covered his scalded left eye: "My eyes!

In the midst of the pain, he raised the knife in a panic and waved it in front of him indiscriminately, adding a very shallow scratch to Song He's face.

"Bastard!" Kim Min-seok regained some composure after getting used to the initial sharp pain when his eyeball was burned blind. The only remaining right eye widened, and in the bloodshot eyeballs, the terrifying fierce light was great!

"Give me death!" Glancing at Song Hyuk's waist, Kim Min-seok stabbed forward with a knife!

Dodged, Song He's stomach first cooled, and then a tingling pain like electricity came. The reaction was very fast, and without waiting for Kim Min-seok to continue to send the knife, his body bowed slightly, and Song Hyuk tried his best to raise a kick and kick Kim Min-seok away. The knife that was still being held by Kim Min-seok also pulled out of his body.

"Ah, boy, you are so ......" Song He wanted to scold, but he really couldn't muster his strength. Seeing Kim Min-seok groping for his way forward with his only remaining right eye, he smiled contemptuously and said weakly: "My grandfather's generation fought from the north to the south. I ran to chase the stars today, from the south to the north. If you are such a psychopath, let's go to the west together!"

Before the words fell, Song He stepped on the accelerator, and the car that had originally hit the railing accelerated suddenly, crashed straight into the railing, and rolled down the highway!