After not working in the sales department, the prison painting lost the entrance to the underworld. m. Although it is not wrong to go to the sales department once in a while people are not paying attention, I am afraid it is still inappropriate to often communicate between the underworld and the world.

"Wu Hao, do you remember the last time we went to the door of Fan You's house to block people, did we see a car with a family of five?" When he saw the black man staring at Xiaobai with bad intentions, he remembered what happened not long ago, so he asked. The green soul was not there that day, and the green soul had been silent and did not speak since he entered the sea of knowledge, and the prison painting felt that he should be cultivating inside, so he didn't bother him again.

"Master, you don't mean that psychic car, do you?" Wu Qi asked nervously.

"yes, that's the car!"

"Master, don't scare me. There were five ghosts in that car! ”

"I'm not afraid of a weak woman, what is there to be afraid of a wolf?"

"Weak woman?" Wu Xiao glanced at the prison painting very suspiciously, and received a look of "death to those who dare to refute me", so he obediently closed his mouth.

"Let's go verify it today and see if that car can really be psychic." The prison painting stood up and was about to put the black horse into the storage bracelet, but the black horse shook his head and refused: "Master, I don't want to go in again!" ”

"But you're too big!" The prison painting looked at the black horse that was more than one person tall, and was a little worried. "Taxi drivers won't want to give you a ride."

"It's okay, master, and lo and behold!" Wu Hu stood up, shook his head as if he was ostentatious, and then held his breath and concentrated, his eyes converged, and after two seconds, he saw that his body shape had become a large circle, and then it quickly became smaller, shrinking into a mini dog with a head length of only 30 centimeters and a height of 20 centimeters. Because he only changed his body shape but did not shorten his hair, the long fluffy hair covered the small body, and it looked round like a black hairball.

"It's so cute!" Prison Painting couldn't help but hold Wu Qi in his arms and touched him fiercely. Xiaobai looked unhappy, and shouted that it would also learn this kind of magical power.

In order to coax it, the prison painting promised that it would find exercises suitable for it to cultivate, and only then did it pacify it. Put Xiaobai into the storage bracelet, and set off with the black horse in his arms.

When he came to the resettlement community where Fan You lived, he quickly found the small pickup truck parked in the community. The family of five in the car was still shivering in the car, just like she had when she first met them. It's just that the car looks much cleaner than when I first saw it, and it should have been washed.

Prison painting is glad to still find this car. She took a few steps back and dialed the number on the card in the window.

After connecting the phone and explaining the intention, the prison painting was quickly stunned. The day before she arrived, the car had already been bought.

It stands to reason that no one should buy this kind of vehicle with supernatural events. If it's for the sake of cheapness, this seems to be a bit risky. From the mouth of the car owner, the prison painting can not ask the buyer's information. But I still learned from the owner that the buyer would come to pick up the car later.

So he decided to wait. Within half an hour, I saw two men and two women approaching.

One of the girls looked up and said, "What is there to be afraid of?" The reason why those people are unlucky is that their fate is not good, and their luck is too weak. I don't believe in the Hearse claim! ”

"What a psychic car! Meijia, don't look at how much people blow it. Who do you see these people? What can the old men and women in the resettlement community know? We're just buying this car back for a thrill. Don't take it so seriously! A chubby man with some red acne marks on his face chewed gum in his mouth and yelled with a big grin, as if he was disdainful of the legend.

"Don't say that. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case. The girl in the pink skirt who looked soft and weak said.

"Meijia, if you're really scared, don't sit in, I'll accompany you around the neighborhood." Another man in a peaked cap and a big T-shirt said to the weak girl with a gentle look in his eyes.

The girl didn't seem to want to accept the man's kindness, frowned imperceptibly, and then quickly regained her weak appearance, and coquettishly refused: "No need." Since we are all together, of course we must always be together. ”

The cap probably sensed the girl's resistance, lowered his head and didn't speak again, the cap covered his face, and no one could see his expression clearly at this time.

It's really a coincidence that there is no book, and the prison painting recognized these four people from afar. Isn't this Shao Lulu of Jiangling Real Estate and their gang? The one with his nostrils facing the sky is the impulsive and reckless Shao Lulu, the weak and boneless one is Meijia, the one who wears a peaked cap is Zheng Zhi, and the white fat man is called Yuan Liu. How did they come up with the idea of buying this car? A good day, though, knows to look for trouble everywhere.

The prison painting sighed silently, and quietly walked out of the staircase on the side, leaned against the wall, touched the black hair unhurriedly, and quietly watched the four people approach.

As they approached, the glowing new image of the dungeon immediately caught their attention. Shao Lulu didn't recognize the prison painting at first, but she just felt that the woman leaning against the wall and touching the pet dog was so beautiful that the original dilapidated community was like a dim room with lights on, and it was lit up more than one notch.

"That woman, something ......familiar," Mika muttered, trying to think about it.

"I don't know. Her dog is quite cute, if only she could buy it. ”

"That's easy. I'll talk to her and buy it for you. Yuan Liu straightened his bulging belly and walked towards the prison painting.

"Lulu, Yuan Liu is so good to you, if you say you like it, I'll buy it for you." After Meijia finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Shao Lulu's face flashing with joy. Shao Lulu's father is a middle-level member of the group, and Yuan Liu, in addition to his parents being middle-level in large enterprises, his grandfather also has a company, and his economic strength is still much stronger than Shao Lulu's family. Shao Lulu's parents always hinted at Shao Lulu and let her have more contact than Yuan Liu. Although Shao Lulu disliked Yuan Liu for being fat, she couldn't help but want to have a good relationship with Yuan Liu when she thought of his family's economic strength. At this time, when she heard Meijia say that Yuan Liu was good to her, she was very happy.

But she didn't want to be seen her joy, but said with a straight face: "Who knows if he wants to talk to someone who looks at the beauty of his parents!" ”

In fact, she felt in her heart that it was like this

What class of people can a woman who wanders around the resettlement community in the middle of the day be? How can she compare with her? Even if she looks good, she is a Cinderella at most, and she can still hope to climb them? In her opinion, although she can't be compared with someone like Jiang Rouxue, she also has a considerable social status.

"It's hard to say." Zheng Zhi suddenly opened his mouth. "But the beautiful women may not pay attention to him. You see, they're people who wear Patek Philippe. ”

"Patek Philippe?" Shao Lulu was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Hahahaha! Zheng Zhi, are you kidding me? Can a woman dangling in the resettlement community wear a Patek Philippe? It's also hilarious! ”

Shao Lulu's tears of laughter were about to come out, but Meijia frowned thoughtfully.

Yuan Liu walked to the side of the prison painting in three steps and two steps, put his hands in his pants pockets, spit out the gum in his mouth to the ground, and said, "Beauty, what breed of dog is this?" ”

I didn't expect that I hadn't looked for them yet, but they came to her first? Prison Painting looked at the black horse in his arms, pretended not to see the black horse's resisting eyes, and said: "I don't know what breed it is, but it recognizes life, loves to bite, and is particularly fierce." ”

Yuan Liu glanced at the size of the black mini and said with a smile: "Beauty, to you it is a dog, to me it is just a small toy, I have rough skin and thick meat, and I can't bite it." You sell it to me, and I'm not afraid of it. ”

"You haven't seen it bite something, it's scary, it can bite anything." After that, she gave Wu Hu a look, and Wu Xiao jumped out of the prison painting in understanding, jumped to the side of the small tree next to Shao Lulu, bit the thick trunk of the bowl, and bit off the trunk from a position close to the root without much effort.

Shao Lulu and the three of them were the closest, and they were frightened by this sudden change. Shao Lulu's face was not good-looking, but Meijia suddenly shouted: "I remember!" It's a prison painting, she's a prison painting! ”

Hearing the name of the prison painting, several people were shocked. It wasn't so long ago that they had all seen prison paintings. At that time, they all secretly marveled at her beauty in their hearts, but at this time, the prison painting seemed to have been replaced with blood, and the shock was not only in the face, but also in the dusty temperament that could not be ignored all over the body.

"Well, I'm sorry I didn't recognize it just now." The first to react was Yuan Liu, who was closest to the prison painting. He took a few steps back, his expression embarrassed.

And Shao Lulu remembered the topic of Patek Philippe just now, and her face suddenly sank. She always thought that prison painting was just a woman who relied on her face to eat and was attached to a man, and couldn't get on the stage. At that time, Jiang Rouxue said that Prison Painting was just a sales lady and participated in that trip as an excellent employee, but she didn't expect Prison Painting to be able to wear such an expensive watch. If the man behind the prison painting has such strength, then why did she go to the sales department to work? Is it bad to be a professional junior?

As a result, Shao Lulu was naturally convinced that the watch was fake.

Right! It must be so! Patek Philippe couldn't even afford her watch, so how could a woman like Prison Painting be able to wear the original? It must be fake!

Thinking of this, Shao Lulu regained her confidence again, and her chin was raised high again.