"You have a family and a job, because you have 60,000 yuan to provoke a desperate car thief, and in the end your family is ruined, why bother? You're right! Yang Haoran turned around and stood still, took out a cigarette and lit it, looked at the boss and smiled, squinted his eyes and asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boss was stunned for a moment, then laughed and nodded.

I saw Yang Haoran walking away.

Huang Mao walked over with a wrench, he squinted, glanced at Yang Haoran and Su Fen, who had already walked to the national highway and were about to stop the car, and said, "Brother, really let him go like this?" ”

Hearing this, the boss took a cigarette in his mouth, spit out a puff of green smoke, and said lightly: "Brother, you must know that everything has a purpose." Our purpose is to make money, and to make money, we have to calculate the risk and reward. Just like the kid said just now, Lao Tzu has a family and a business, why did he get into trouble with an outlaw who can do anything because of 60,000 yuan? What's more, you think that kid is so easy to deal with? ”

"Him?"

Huang Mao spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and said disdainfully: "What's so difficult about him, isn't he just a thief?" ”

"thief!"

The boss was furious, kicked Huang Mao, and said angrily: "Have you ever seen that thief who dared to steal Wang Zhendong's car?" ”

When he was just inspecting the interior of the car, he saw the driver's book that was thrown on the ground, and only then did he know that this was the car of the famous ** boss in City D, Wang Zhendong.

King? Wang Zhendong?

Boss Wang?

When Huang Mao heard this, his body trembled, and his face turned pale.

……

Although in recent years, the overload of government governance has increased. However, on the national highway, it is still common to see long-distance buses stopping and pulling people.

In the aisle, there are several small benches.

These passengers who get on the bus along the way sit on the bench. When a police car comes outside the bus, the driver and conductor will immediately urge them to bend down and let the passengers on both sides block them.

Occasionally, the police really found out and ordered to stop for inspection. But when one or two hundred were handed over, the police turned a blind eye, as if they didn't see it, and waved to let them go.

When it is almost time to arrive at the station, the driver will choose to temporarily stop the car, so that these passengers sitting in the aisle can quickly get off the bus and avoid inspection.

The car that Yang Haoran and Su Fen were in was like this. In the aisle, there were more than a dozen passengers who got on the bus temporarily. Although the air conditioner is turned on in the car, because there are too many people, and the passengers go their own way, eating melon seeds, eating buns, eating eggs, and throwing fruit peels can be seen everywhere, which makes the carriage smoky and smelling bad.

Fortunately, Yang Haoran was quick-eyed, and when he saw someone getting out of the car before, he hurriedly got up and occupied two positions.

Su Fen sat inside by the window, and he sat outside near the aisle.

The bus was speeding on the national highway at a speed of nearly 120 kilometers per hour. On the LCD screen in the car, an American movie is playing. But the passengers in the car didn't seem to be much interested. At this time, they were covered with sleepiness and fell asleep leaning back in their chairs.

Yang Haoran didn't sleep.

At this time, he was bored, and took out the ancient book called "Seven Star Life Continuation Technique" that he had pinned to his waist and found out of the car.

I don't know how many years the old book has been abandoned, and the paper takes on an ancient burnt yellow. The thick linen cover is hard like a piece of dry paste.

Turning the first page, the title page actually wrote the origin of the book.

"The theory of continuing life has been around since ancient times. From the gossip of King Wen, I have a glimpse of the heavenly machine,......, my teacher, Zhuge Kongming, the prime minister, the genius of Tianzhong, and the ancient and the present...... This is the seven-star life-sustaining technique......"

Looking at this obscure classical Chinese, Yang Haoran, who originally thought that this was a literary novel, was stunned.

What made him even more unbelievable was that at the end of the preface on the title page, the person who signed the money turned out to be Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei? The general of Shu and Zhuge Liang's senior disciple?

This is too, this person can really make it up, even Zhuge Liang and Jiang Wei have made up the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Yang Haoran shook his head with a smile, and with a dumb smile on his face, he gently opened the first page.

The first page, in general, introduces the origin of the Seven Stars Life Continuation Technique, in general, the Big Dipper has its own duties, and all human beings in the mortal world, through the different birth years, are divided into seven categories, and the Big Dipper controls their birth, old age, sickness and death.

"It's really logical! This idea, tsk, it's really good, it's a pity not to write a web novel! ”

Yang Haoran, who often soaks in online literary forums, couldn't help rubbing his chin and exclaimed after reading the first page about the relationship between the Big Dipper and the Seven Stars Life Continuation Technique.

I have to say, this man writes really well.

Although it is a classical Chinese, although it is not a novel, the unique creativity still attracts Yang Haoran and continues to look down.

Starting from the second page, the author of Jiang Wei emerged and began to tell, what is the art of life extension? And what conditions are needed, etc.

The curtains flickered, and the sunlight flickered in.

Yang Haoran slowly flipped through the book, looking at it page by page, and gradually fell into a trance.

Beside her, Su Fen's face was gently leaning on Yang Haoran's shoulder, sleeping soundly.

After looking at it for a while, probably because he was sleepy, Yang Haoran found that his vision became blurred.

He shook his head and shook his head.

After settling down, I looked at the book again, but the result was still blurry.

On the yellowed paper, the small characters written by the vigorous and powerful brush seem to be soaked in water, blurred and different shades.

What's going on, is it tired?

Yang Haoran muttered in his heart.

He raised his hand, ready to rub his eyes.

But at this moment, he was shocked to find that on the yellowed paper, those blurred fonts suddenly floated up from the paper like ink clouds.

This......

Yang Haoran was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The small lines of the book keep floating out of the book, enlarged, enlarged again, and then blurred and disappeared.

And in this process, Yang Haoran clearly felt that there was a mysterious and powerful force that entered his mind.

As more and more power entered, Yang Haoran found that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his head was getting more and more groggy.

Finally, he barely lifted his eyelids.

I threw my head back, leaned back in my chair and fell asleep!

I don't know how long it took, Yang Haoran was awakened by the ringing of the phone in his pocket. The moment he woke up, Su Fen, who had been sleeping on his shoulder, opened his beautiful eyes in a daze and looked around. When I found out, I actually leaned on Yang Haoran's shoulder and slept all the way. Su Fen's pretty face suddenly turned red with shame.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

Su Fen said embarrassedly.

"It's okay!"

After Yang Haoran smiled slightly, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID, which turned out to be a call from his sister.

"Hey, brother!"

As soon as I connected, my sister's surprised voice came from the phone.

"Well, good news for you!"

Yang Haoran covered the phone, laughed, and said in a low voice: "My salary has been paid, a full 60,000 yuan." ”

"Really, brother!"

On the phone, my sister asked excitedly.

"Of course it's true, I'll call you when we get to the city. I went to school, studied hard for my brother, don't worry about the tuition, got it? Yang Haoran said with a smile.

My sister received an admission notice from the Imperial Capital Academy of Fine Arts a month ago. When the news got out, the eyes of the people in the village turned red. However, with this comes enormous economic pressure.

Now that the pressure has finally been temporarily relieved, Yang Haoran can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and he can't wait to tell his sister the good news.

"Well, I know, brother, I will definitely study hard and find a good job in the future to support you!"

On the phone, my sister was silent for a moment, and then said with a sobbing voice.

"Go, my brother still uses you to feed."

Yang Haoran scolded with a smile: "When you graduate, work, and have a boyfriend, your brother and I will be relieved!" ”

"Hmph, I won't marry, if I want to marry, I'll marry you!"

My sister snorted.

"What nonsense!"

Yang Haoran frowned and said, "Such an adult, how can he still be open-mouthed." ”

"Just kidding, really!"

On the phone, my sister's giggling voice came: "I can't help but laugh!" ”

Yang Haoran: ......

"By the way, brother, when are you going to find me a sister-in-law!"

My sister asked with a smile.

"Forehead ......"

Yang Haoran raised his hand, secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a sneer: "Well, brother, I will work hard!" ”

As he spoke, the bus stopped again.

The car door opened, and three young people in black sweatshirts walked in one after another.

The driver of the car frowned and glanced at them, and a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes. But in the end, he shook his head, stepped on the gas, and drove away.