Lin Yinzhi opened the wardrobe and grabbed a stack of cardboard from the bag on the side, he squinted and looked up and down, and finally pulled out a few. The clothes unfolded in the wardrobe are different in color and style, and the difference is so big that it doesn't even look like a person's thing.

Lin Yinzhi frowned and wandered for a moment, took out a set of suits from it, he shook the hanger, the fluffy texture was full of dust, Lin Yinzhi took out a hair comb and began to tidy it up.

Then, Lin Yin put out one by one, and the old cigar smelled musty, he pinched his nose to remove the smell, sniffed it again, and then put it in his pocket with satisfaction. With a pair of sunglasses, a coat, and a little heat, Lin Yinzhi took off his shirt again, looked left and right in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

He picked up the cigar, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head, shoved it into his mouth, and did not light it. grabbed a stack of cardboard, stuffed it into his trouser pockets, put his hands in his pockets, kicked the door open, looked left and right, locked the door again, and shrugged his shoulders and went out.

Wandering all the way to Xinshi, it was already afternoon when he arrived in the city center, and in the hot and humid environment, Lin Yinzhi's outfit made him sweat. He pouted, looked left and right, his hanging horns under his sunglasses were dripping and rolling, and he took the opportunity to find a shopping mall where the air conditioner was bubbling out, blocking the door and blowing the wind, which relieved the stuffiness a little.

The cool breeze in the mall is free, which Lin Yinzhi is very satisfied with, he squinted his eyes, enjoying a touch of coolness after being irrigated by sweat, who knew that a small man suddenly squeezed out in front of him, covered in dirt, and his thin body was like firewood broken in half, crowded in front of Lin Yinzhi.

The little man wore a small round hat with melon skin on his head, and was covered with a dress that did not appear to be a complete piece of cloth. Lin Yinzhi didn't have to guess to know that this was a flower child who traveled all over the city, but he didn't know how this little ghost slipped into the street.

The little man looked left and right, as if he was looking for something, and his feet were used as the other two feet, and his limbs were used together, which was as good as a dog in Lin Yinzhi's opinion.

He sighed, groped through his fur coat for a long time, and found a bill of no small denomination. He hesitated to smooth out the crumpled bill and threw it in front of the little man.

The little ghost who scattered light in his pupils raised his head, but his eyes were unexpectedly clear, and he looked at the eccentric uncle Lin Yinzhi, but did not speak, nor did he pick up the ticket ecstatically as Lin Yinzhi imagined.

I don't know how to use it. Lin Yinzhi was about to explain, but the little ghost's clear and bright voice sounded, sounding a little weak.

“73,74。” His eyes glanced into the distance, he didn't put Lin Yinzhi and his banknotes in his eyes at all, and exuded a gloomy atmosphere, Lin Yinzhi noticed that this little ghost and the "called Huazi" in his impression were not the same way, and he didn't have a little bit to beg.

Lin Yinzhi didn't know what the meaning of the numbers in the mouth of this little ghost represented, but he was inexplicably angry, of course, the main reason was the sweat on his shoulders and back.

For Lin Yinzhi now, he has to sweat even when he walks. He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, a familiar face shuttled through the crowd, anxiously searching, until he met his eyes, Lin Yinzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he had used this method for a long time, and now he was familiar with the old trick.

He winked and shrugged his shoulders

Walking outside, the corners of his mouth were stretched diagonally, and his shoulders were stretched and he bumped into the person who came head-on. The two of them just slammed into each other.

"Don't you walk long?" Lin Yinzhi put down the cigar in his mouth and gave the visitor a hard blow, and the ruffian and anger on his face spread from around his body.

The oncoming man was startled by Lin Yinzhi's move, shrunk his head and didn't dare to move, Lin Yinzhi grinned, although he himself looked like a thin body, but with the fur on his back, he gave the man a punch in style.

While shouting, he carried the man to the middle of the road, and the vehicles on all sides of the road were also stirred by him, and the sound of the whistle was mixed, but Lin Yinzhi didn't see it, grabbed the man, and raised his fist.

Lin Yinzhi scuffled with this man, and surprisingly, Lin Yinzhi, who was thin and short, did not fall behind at all, and threw the man to the ground with a few rounds of fast punches.

There is no way to fight back. Lin Yinzhi became more and more energetic, only beckoning to his chest, abdomen, and back, and after a while, the noisy voices on the side of the road surrounded the two in the middle of the road.

Lin Yinzhi grabbed the man's collar, looked left and right, squinted as if he was waiting for something, and with the strength of his feet, he kicked the man vigorously one by one.

"Let's kill someone if we fight again! Why didn't anyone stop me! The onlookers on the side of the road finally spoke, Lin Yinzhi squinted his eyes and glanced over, and the person who spoke was silent.

"Call the police." Some people also whispered that the bustling voices were all mixed with complaints, watching dramas and other kinds of discussions, Lin Yinzhi was surrounded in the middle, seeing that he couldn't run, but he was not nervous at all, and he was still holding the man's collar in his hand, making a gesture to punch again.

"Why haven't the police come yet?" Someone complained.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yinzhi's mouth, he let go of the man, squatted down, and his face was full of anger again.

"Boy, let you have a longer memory, you know when you go out with your eyes next time, this is when you meet Lao Tzu with a good temper, otherwise you don't want to walk out today."

The man's face, chest, and corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and he looked like he had been beaten by Lin Yinzhi a few times, and he didn't seem to be even conscious, so he just shook his head and shook his head.

"This person can't do it, don't call the police, call an ambulance quickly!" Someone else made a suggestion, but unfortunately this proposal was only passed down hoarsely, and no one took the initiative to do it.

Lin Yinzhi took a sip, stood up, staggered and prepared to leave, he probed his brain and carved a way among the people. The onlookers saw that he was still stained with blood, and they were afraid of the power of his fist, which was disproportionate to his body, and did not dare to stop him.

Lin Yinzhi put on sunglasses again, whistled, and walked out.

"What are you doing?" However, he didn't take a few steps, and was stopped by a small thing in front of him, he squeezed his eyes, it was the "called Huazi" who was crowded at the entrance of the mall just now to blow the cool breeze, and saw that this little ghost showed an incredible look on his face, blocking Lin Yinzhi's way.

"Get out of the way." Lin Yinzhi scolded angrily and pushed the little ghost away. Standing on both sides, the passers-by who didn't dare to make a move all hung their hearts for this bold boy, but after all, they didn't dare to speak out, let alone say anything to dissuade them.

"Yours." small

The ghost didn't pay attention to Lin Yinzhi at all, and took out a bill from behind his buttocks.

Now it's Lin Yinzhi's turn to figure out the situation, he can't figure it out, where did such a ragged little ghost come from with such a noble temperament? What's more, it's a bad thing to pick such a time.

"Get out." Lin Yinzhi stretched out his leg angrily, kicked the little ghost a few meters away, and the embarrassed and embarrassed look on his face only stayed for a second, and disappeared immediately, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and wanted to leave quickly.

The little ghost is really unswerving, he clenched the banknote in his hand, staggered a few steps, and was about to follow Lin Yinzhi. Lin Yinzhi, who was pestered by him and really didn't know what to do, was in a hurry, suddenly came back to his senses, and kicked on the chest of the little ghost who was following him.

He didn't use any force for this kick, he only pushed the little ghost's head back, and then put on a fierce look, bent over and said in scare.

"Follow Lao Tzu again to make you look good." Lin Yinzhi intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the man lying on the ground moaning not far away. "See that? You don't want to be like that, do you? ”

The little ghost looked back, a little hesitant, and seemed to have something to say, but the money in his hand was flattened and crumpled by him, crumpled and flattened, and finally poured out of his stomach.

"He's hurt, he's just rolling on the ground." After the little ghost finished speaking, he stepped back to the man in a few steps, squatting on the ground and feeling stunned. "This blood is too fake, it's better to dilute it with some water."

Before the little ghost finished speaking, Lin Yinzhi stopped him angrily, and the passers-by around him also had doubts about the strange behavior of this little ghost, and the noisy horn and discussion were like boiling water, and the pot was fried.

"What nonsense." Lin Yinzhi glared at the little ghost fiercely, and when he saw that he did not directly expose his intentions, he sighed helplessly. "What the hell are you?"

"It's yours, I don't want it." The little ghost was also very knowledgeable, and he didn't continue to talk about this matter, but just wanted to stuff the banknotes into Lin Yinzhi's hand.

This stumped Lin Yinzhi. He began to regret why he had done such an unplanned whim all of a sudden, and now that he had taken the money, the image he had worked so hard to build would collapse. But it's not a way to continue to entangle with this little ghost.

Lin Yinzhi only felt the blazing light formed by a few pairs of eyes sweeping over his body, and now that it was difficult to ride a tiger, his heart was already scorched, his hands trembled, and his heart was in a mess.

"Get out of the way, police!" At this moment, as soon as he heard this voice, Lin Yinzhi was as happy as seeing the Buddha, and quickly crossed the little ghost in a few steps and came to the man, his eyes flashing.

"Fuck, what else do you have to say?" Lin Yin said cruel words, and an extra card in his hand was stuffed into the man's hand.

"Help, help!" The man blinked and shouted loudly.

The police who heard the sound immediately separated Lin Yinzhi and the man, called an ambulance, and sent Lin Yinzhi back to the bureau for tea.

"What are you doing with me!" Lin Yinzhi's hands were twisted and turned to his lower back, this technique was still vicious, even if he didn't exert force, the ligaments of his arm could feel severe pain. He gritted his teeth and shook his chest, and a few cards pinned to his collar suddenly fell.

The quick-eyed policeman grabbed Lin Yinzhi's scattered cards, looked at them intently, and his face changed.