Chapter 472: Screaming
The middle-aged man outside the car window may never have imagined that Zhou Yi was in the midst of death and independence at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
This intention was beyond his knowledge, and it was absolutely impossible for him to comprehend it.
Even if someone told him that there was such a realm, he would scoff at it, thinking that it was a lie, or a bragging.
In his eyes, in his mind, the world is there, and it has not changed.
The world he lives in is the real rolling red dust. The whole person is crawling and rolling, and the basis of existence is the will to life formed for decades.
He won't make any changes, he'll do so until he dies. If he really encounters the unbearable weight of life, he may change, but it is definitely the result of dripping water through stones and accumulating over time.
It's not like Zhou Yi, who discovers countless possibilities every second, and every second is in the process of fine-tuning.
This kind of adjustment is absolutely acceptable to Zhou Yi himself, and will not cause the collapse and death of the ontology. But it's too fast for outsiders, it's something that's hard to understand.
Shen Jiawen felt that he had been careful enough. After discovering the identity of the middle-aged man and closing the taxi into a trap, he is now carrying out the planned action outside the car window.
Shen Jiawen had seen Zhou Yi use various means, but Zhou Yi just sat still, with a mysterious smile on his face, which was still beyond her cognition.
What can she do? It's just a matter of waiting.
The taxi driver decided that the people outside were looking for revenge against Zhou Yi, and he made up his mind to protect himself and definitely not get involved in this grievance, so he was also waiting.
Someone can't wait.
Although the middle-aged man has not been doing this business for a long time, he is extremely skilled in the business. After seeing that no one was moving in the taxi, he began to take the next step.
He began to bang on the windows and kick the doors violently, with the aim of triggering negative emotions in the car, whether it was fear or anger, in short, to make the car lose their minds, and the rest of the matter would be easier.
This business model comes from hunting.
When fierce animals such as tigers and black bears fall into the trap, it is not a turtle caught in an urn, but the beginning of a new struggle.
The hunter has to do everything he can to provoke the tiger so that it loses most of its strength in a fit of rage before he can deliver the final blow.
Otherwise, it is very easy to be counterattacked.
The same is true for hundred-legged insects that die but do not stiffen.
These truths are the crystallization of countless years of experience in secular society, and any person in society with brains will act according to these rules and dare not go beyond them.
Those who dare to ignore or even challenge these rules are generally called crazy, foolish, and dumbfounded.
However, such a contemptuous title can be completely subverted in one case.
That is, after the madman has completed some kind of challenge, done something earth-shattering, or achieved fame and fortune with extraordinary actions, the words of contempt will be completely reversed, and all the praises will be voices.
You will find that the person who is labeled as successful has a golden rule in every word he says, and there is a far-reaching strategy in everything he does, and there are traces of success.
Yes, it is precisely because this person has succeeded that there is a successful experience. There are also a large number of people who study these successful experiences, form theories and then preach to others.
These people are the so-called brick families and beasts.
They can't be wrong because there is an example of success, or one that most people look up to.
This is the secular society, this is the rolling red dust.
Zhou Yi has a cultural source in his heart, any action made by a middle-aged man outside the car window will cause fluctuations in the water surface, and then more cultural carriers will be revealed, which will be used for analysis and understanding after being seen by Zhou Yi.
This kind of behavior is the basic action of understanding the world and sublimating one's life.
This is the source of Zhou Yi's accession to the WTO, and it is also the source of Zhou Yi's ups and downs in the rolling red dust.
Using the method of birth to enter the world is the easiest path to enlightenment.
What Zhou Yi did before and what he does now is all carried out under this basic thinking method. It's just that he was struggling to pursue it before, and he didn't have a real theoretical orientation.
After all this, he finally got a little bit of something.
Now that you have what you have gained, you can take a little rest, and there is no need to push yourself so hard.
Zhou Yi looked at the middle-aged man outside the window, smiled lightly, and a fireball appeared from his fingertips and lit it on the car window.
A round hole appeared in the tempered glass silently, and then the fire flashed, and the middle-aged man's head was shrouded in a beating line of fire for a second.
In Zhou Yi's eyes, one second can be described by the word continuous.
But in the eyes of Shen Jiawen and the taxi driver, this fire just flashed away, as if they were dazzled.
But when they blinked, they realized that the strange thing they had just thought was dazzling seemed to be true.
The middle-aged man outside the car window had all his hair and eyebrows, and blisters appeared on his face, as if he had suddenly turned into a toad.
The person appears to be shrouded in flashbangs and suddenly loses sight. This discomfort also affected his other senses, and the pain was somewhat delayed.
He just felt that something was wrong with his face, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and after poking a few blisters, he squatted on the ground and covered his face, letting out a wail like killing a pig.
In the past, if Zhou Yi faced such a situation, he would definitely sit still, waiting for the second wave of people from outside to send a second wave of people, and then carry out a second round of counterattacks.
But this time, Zhou Yi would not let these birdmen run wild. He would burn the feathers of these birdmen, make them fall into the dust, and then concoct them at will.
This is the change in Zhou Yi's way of thinking after the ascension of the realm, and there is no stagnation.
Zhou Yi raised his right hand, clasped his index finger with his thumb, and flicked it forward gently.
Scream!
The front window of the taxi showed a spider web crack, with a large hole in the middle.
In the stunned eyes of the taxi driver, one tire of the SUV in front of him suddenly burst into flames, which then spread to three other tires. The off-road vehicle is like a Hot Wheels on it, and it's spectacular.
The car rental driver can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, just looking at it so stupidly.
Shen Jiawen was also shocked, but quickly came back to his senses and knew that he had to do something.
With such a magical boss, do you still have to worry about the uncertain future?
The answer, of course, is no, the only thing to worry about is how to please this boss and do his duty as a subordinate.
What exactly is duty? Shen Jiawen had her own understanding, and she acted immediately.
"Driver, are you stupid? Why don't you drive away from the burning car? Shen Jiawen reprimanded.
The driver was still a little confused at this time, watching the front and rear doors of the off-road vehicle in front of him open, and five young people jumped out of it, fleeing in all directions like monkeys, and asked stupidly: "There are traffic jams in front and behind, how to go?" ”
Shen Jiawen said: "Drive back!" Crash into Poussin in the back! ”
The driver woke up like a dream, cold sweat broke out, and he stepped on the brake to hang the reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator, and the rear wheels rotated rapidly to rub the road surface and emitted green smoke, and then he was suddenly released the speed, and hit the back of Poussin. (To be continued.) )