"Brother, do you smoke?"

Wen Zhong saw that he had just gotten rid of his stiff situation and was looking for a place to rest, and a middle-aged man in a formal suit and glasses sitting next to him greeted him.

"Non-smokers, thanks."

Wen Zhong waved his hand to indicate that he would not smoke, and by the way, he pointed to the 'No Smoking' sign hanging on the wall not far away, so the man also took his hand back with some stupidity.

However, it is still quite eye-catching to see two men sitting in the women's clothing sales area, so it seems that in order to alleviate the embarrassment, the middle-aged man also began to chatter with Wen Zhong.

However, after the initial polite words, it was not so much a nagging as a unilateral complaint by the man - especially when the strength of this complaint became more and more powerful after the man received a text message on his mobile phone reminding him of the consumption limit.

"What kind of demon do you think I did in the first place? Why did you go on the pole and chase this loser? ”

With a bitter face, he put the phone in his pocket, and the man kept reading it in pieces.

"Every time I move, I have to change the furniture at home, and I really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are at home."

I didn't feel anything bad about talking to Wen Zhong, a stranger who had met for the first time, and the man's bitter look was quite funny.

"The key is that every time you talk about her, she still gives you a face, you know, what do you say, 'The old lady followed you despite the opposition of the family' or something..."

"Little brother, I advise you, there is no harm in spoiling your girlfriend, but you must...."

Thinking about it vigorously, Wen Zhong also trembled in his heart when he listened to the man's complaints, as if he saw the future of becoming such a broken uncle.

However, the middle-aged man didn't break his mouth for long, because his phone rang again after a short time.

"You're surnamed Zhang..."

Wen Zhong could even faintly hear a female voice.

"Hey! My wife... Of course! I'm just waiting outside, huh? Got a swipe? It's okay, I'm coming! ”

Strange to say, Wen Zhong seemed to be able to hear blood and tears from the man's voice.

"Little brother, then I'll go first."

And the man also smiled bitterly at Wen Zhong after putting down the phone: "We'll talk next time we meet." ”

"Hmm... Well. ”

Although he didn't think that there was any possibility of meeting this kind of stranger in Pingshui again, Wen Zhong still nodded and watched the man's Xianglin-like gaze gradually fade away.

By the way, Wen Zhong has actually been a little curious - in such a hot weather, isn't this guy too hot in this formal suit?

However, Wen Zhong's cranky thinking time was not long, because it didn't take long for Bai Yiyi to hear back.

"Sir, your girlfriend is in good shape."

Listening to the voice of the saleswoman who seemed to be slightly longing and the curious look at her with a look of 'this person's luck is too good', Wen Zhong could only nod for a while.

And in the envious or weird eyes of everyone in the shopping mall, he led Bai Yiyi all the way out, Wen Zhong, who felt the great pressure, turned his head, but found that Bai Yiyi had been looking at him a little stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Zhong looked at her with some curiosity - it was not time to eat at this time, why did she start to be in a daze?

"It's nothing, I just think you've been waiting for a long time, landlord?"

Bai Yiyi just smiled energetically after hearing this.

"Actually, it didn't take long for me to sit outside for a while!"

Wen Zhong was also relieved after hearing Bai Yiyi's words-this monster girl still knows that she has been waiting for a long time.

"Oh... That's good! ”

After hearing this, Bai Yiyi also pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and then directly wrapped her arm around Wen Zhong's arm: "Go home!" ”

"Hmm."

After seeing Bai Yiyi's grinning appearance, Wen Zhong didn't pay much attention to this somewhat intimate gesture - he suddenly felt that the smile was really contagious.

"Let's go home."

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And at the moment when Wen Zhong and Bai Yiyi finished shopping and went home, a pedestrian crossing on the bank of the Qilin River was already under martial law.

"Captain! Do you want to close the team now? ”

In the martial law area, a young policeman in a police uniform reported to the commander in front of him.

"Hmm..."

And the middle-aged policeman with a straight face in front of him is the captain of the criminal police brigade in Jianghua City, Wang Xuelin, who has the name of the 'Living Yama' bandit on the underworld.

However, at this time, the police officer, who has always been known for his uprightness, had a headache after hearing the report from his subordinates: "I can't close the team yet, and someone will come over to see the situation later." ”

"Anyone else?"

And the young policeman was also slightly stunned when he heard this.

"Hmm... The person to whom the director personally confessed. ”

Wang Xuelin nodded and looked at his watch, and then he also had a little headache that the other party was late at such a time - the opportunity to handle the case was fleeting, didn't anyone tell the gentleman sent from above?

"You go and explain first, and don't stop a car with a license plate number of 9527 when you see it later..."

But it was also when Wang Xuelin explained this...

"it!"

The young policeman gave him a casual glance, but he was stunned on the spot - he saw an AE86 pop out of the corner of the sidewalk not far away... Oh no, it's a Jeep!

And the jeep seemed to be completely invisible to the sign of martial law, and directly killed it after a handsome 270-degree drift, and then it stopped heavily in front of the two of them after a seemingly large tilt!

And the license plate number of the jeep that seems to be a wild horse is 9527!

"Ouch... Ouch Lao Tzu's head, you brute, brute! ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk's driving skills are okay?"

"Okay? I thought I was riding a roller coaster! I've just bandaged it... Wow, it's bleeding again! ”

"Amitabha Buddha - the poor monk said a long time ago that you have a bloody disaster, but you didn't believe it, and now it has come true, right?"

"You thief, shut up! That kid was a brute before, and you're a brute too! Why is my life so miserable? ”

While talking, two people swayed down from the car!

One of them, dressed as a migrant worker and with a bloody white veil wrapped around his head, was obviously frightened when he came down, while the other came down from the driver's seat was a bald man wearing a monk's robe and calling himself a 'poor monk' but with a face full of flesh.

And if Wen Zhong was on the scene, then he would have recognized that the poor thin man among them was the user of the Divine Invitation Technique 'Chen Doubi' that he had met more than a month ago!

And after seeing the two who were completely shocked by this appearance, Wang Xuelin also struggled for a while before stepping forward.

"Excuse me... Is that Mr. Chen? ”