Chapter 0168: Wu Da Shun pretends to be 13

Time went back for half an hour, and the sun on the horizon began to transform from a red-faced man to a shy girl with a crimson face, and at about six o'clock, at the entrance of Fuyun Village, a car turned in.

The Peugeot of the car is a sparkling three-bar fork that blinds the eyes!

That's right, it's Mercedes, the S series.

This is a new car that has just been put out of the 4S shop, and even the license plate has not been hung up, only to see its shiny paint, and the whole body line is soft and resolute, and it is not domineering.

Just looking at this appearance, without looking at those Peugeot, you will know that this car is worth a lot of money.

Yes, all the formalities for this car have been completed, and the price is almost 800,000.

There was only the driver in the car, this driver was a young man, tall, with a meticulous big back, wearing large sunglasses, wearing a casual dress of an international top brand, looking like a dog, looking like a cow than coaxing.

"Boom ......"

He stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the Mercedes-Benz steel monster suddenly let out a low but loud roar, and ran onto the Taofu (Taoyuan Town to Fuyun Village) road.

The highway is relatively wide, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians coming and going on the road, so this Mercedes-Benz brother has kept Mercedes-Benz at this speed.

"Crunch ......"

Suddenly, there was a situation in front of you.

But it was a few older male villagers in the middle of the road to cut off a few big trees that had just been cut down with a saw, Mercedes-Benz brother saw this, hurriedly stepped on the brakes, the steel monster made a series of piercing brakes, Mercedes-Benz stopped abruptly.

"XJB silly ratio. Driving so fast on this highway, rushing to reincarnation, isn't it? ”

The sawing villagers were taken aback, glaring angrily at the Mercedes Benz and cursing.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz opened, and Brother Mercedes-Benz got out of the car with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the villagers saw him, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they all said in their hearts: How do you feel that this melon baby is a little familiar? Where have you seen it? Could it be that we are from Fuyun Village? However, how is this possible, we are among the younger generation in Fuyun Village. Xiaoyu's kid got ahead. Everyone else is still making soy sauce, isn't it?

The villagers looked at each other, and one villager whispered to the other, "Dagen, do you know this grandson who is driving?" ”

"I don't know each other, but it feels familiar." Said a villager named Dagen.

"We also felt familiar. But I just can't remember who he is. Other villagers said.

The villagers were discussing in whispers. The smile on Brother Mercedes's face over there was even stronger. The whole person was like a proud big red-crowned rooster, walking over with his head held high.

"Could it be that he knows us?"

Villagers, look at me, I'll look at you. All of them raised such questions.

The Mercedes-Benz driver walked up to the villagers, took out a bag of China, and gave each of them one with a smile.

"You are?"

The villagers looked at the Mercedes driver with some astonishment.

"Don't ask me who I am." The Mercedes-Benz driver lifted the large sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, touched the completely shaped hairstyle, and pretended to be 13: "But you can call me 'Modern people are crazy.'" ”

"Modern people, Lei Feng?" The villagers were stunned, and at close range, they felt that this young man was more familiar, and at the same time, they also felt that his voice was like a certain product in the village, but the goods in front of him were well-dressed and the virtue of the second generation B, and the goods in the village, a poor goods, how could they be compared with the goods in front of them.

"Ha Luha, modern people, Lei Feng, modern people are crazy, all the same, all the same. The name is just a symbol, so why bother?! The Mercedes-Benz driver continued to pretend to be 13, pointed to the trees lying on the road in a mess, and said, "Uncles, can you move them and let me go first?" ”

For the sake of Zhonghua Tobacco's face, the villagers were still very polite, and Dagen asked, "Boss, are you going to our village?" Or go to our village to find someone, or? ”

"Boss?!" The Mercedes-Benz driver frowned, stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Those guys who always keep a straight face are called bosses." And I smile at people every day. While I don't care what people call me, it's really not appropriate to call me a boss. ”

"Hehe, boss, boss, those guys who always have a straight face are called bosses, which makes sense."

The villagers laughed at him, smoked the Chinese cigarettes on their mouths, and began to move the trees blocking the road.

After moving away neatly, the Mercedes driver gave them another circle of cigarettes, sat back in the car, and drove forward.

drove a few meters away, but the Mercedes-Benz stopped, the driver's head poked out of the window, took off his sunglasses, and the smile on his face was a little thicker, and he winked at the villagers slyly, and shouted at the throat of the male duck: "Uncle Dagen, Uncle Dahan, Uncle Yao, Uncle Lao Fei, Uncle Yunbo, thank you for your hard work......

Like a frightened turtle, he immediately retracted his head into his shell, stepped on the accelerator, and galloped away at a gallop - the reason why he ran faster than a rabbit was because he was afraid that the villagers would throw knives and rotten eggs to hit him.

"Uh......"

How could the villagers have time to smash him, they were stunned one by one.

After a while, they came back to their senses, you look at me, come and I will see you.

"The second goods just now, is it Wu Dashun's melon baby?"

"You read that right, it's that melon baby!!"

"I'm rubbing, it's really a Buddha who relies on gold and people rely on leather, that melon baby put on a layer of dog skin and drove a broken car, so that we didn't recognize him!"

"That's not right.,Didn't that melon baby go bankrupt after Zhiguo's company went bankrupt.,His spicy job was also masturbated like a pipe.,Why did he become so developed all of a sudden?? The car just now, if I'm not mistaken, seems to be called stupid, stupid to death......"

"What stupid, it's Mercedes-Benz, imported from Germany ......"

"Wow, imported cars, the price is so expensive, how did Wu Dashun's melon baby become so rich??"

"God knows, maybe he won the lottery."

"Winning the lottery?? How can it be so easy, the stroke is almost ......"

When the villagers were sitting on the roadside trees, discussing suspiciously and enthusiastically, the S-series Mercedes-Benz had already driven into the village.

As the villagers said, Brother Mercedes is none other than Wu Dashun.

In order to get out of the evil breath in his heart, he bought this S-series Mercedes-Benz, but this Mercedes-Benz he planned like this, used to install 13, after the evil breath in his heart, he changed cars with Xu Zhiguo, Mercedes-Benz to him, and his Volkswagen Magotan to himself.

Driving back to the village, Wu Dashun didn't plan to pretend to be 13 to tease anyone, but when he saw the villagers sawing trees just now, the bad taste of this thing suddenly rose......

He also pretended to be addicted, and after a majestic circle around the village, the car stopped at the door of his house.

There was no figure of his old mother Hu Yanju in front of the house, and Wu Da slammed the accelerator to the sky.

"What a, howl, howl, howl, howl!!"

Hu Yanju in the house heard the movement, scolded and walked out, seeing the brand-new Mercedes-Benz and the young man in the driver's seat, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hey Auntie, is Wu Dashun at home?"

The young thief of the second B smiled and asked. (To be continued......)