Chapter 487: Black Car Driver

I had already opened the car door, but I didn't sit in it anymore, just standing there waiting for him. ,。

The man seemed to have finished talking to the stubble driver, but he didn't leave, as if he was deliberately waiting for something, he just stood there and 'smoked' a cigarette, and glanced at me casually.

I'm even more sure there's definitely something wrong!

But...... How could it be so fast?!

I came out of the nightclub, went to school and came here again, and now it's only been an hour, and the police just arrested Liang Kai, right?

Even though my heart was already jumping up and down, I was still pretending to be calm on the surface.

The man and the slag driver gave a look, the slag driver nodded quietly, and then walked over with a smiling face, looked at me and asked, "Little brother, depending on your age, you should be a student, right?" ”

I glanced at him, "yes, what's wrong?" ”

My 'pants' are still school 'pants', the kind of all-black and very ordinary general school 'pants', so I can't hide this.

The stubble driver laughed again: "Which school?" ”

"It's not a holiday at this time, what are you doing in the field so late?"

I saw that the man and the scumbag were staring at me.

There were also seven or eight men squeezed around, and although there were a lot of people here, I could tell that they were coming for me.

Because they are all 'private' black car drivers!

I said lightly, "Oh, something happened at home, I want to go home." ”

"If you go back to Jianghai, the train will be faster, right? Why not take the train? The stubble driver continued to get to the bottom of it.

"It's none of your business, is it?" I glanced at him, "You seem to be too wide." ”

"Hehe...... scumbag driver still smiled: "Little brother, can you, let me see your documents?" ”

I frowned: "I take your 'private' car, and I still need to show my documents?" ”

The slag driver rubbed his hands: "This is just in case, this area has not been peaceful recently, and I heard that there are outlaws 'mixed' into the north exit, so, I want to make sure, insurance, hahaha......"

I raised my eyebrows, "Heh, have you ever seen an outlaw as young as me?" If you don't want to do business, forget it, I'll go find someone else's car. "With that, I turned around and was about to leave.

The moment I turned around, the stubble driver's face sank: "Want to go?" ”

I tried to leave quickly, but all the black car drivers surrounded me and formed a circle.

"Why, I can't even get in your car anymore?" I glanced back at him.

The slag driver smiled: "Little brother, all the black car drivers at the Beikou City Railway Station are here, whose car are you going to take?" ”

I knew it was impossible to walk away as if nothing had happened, so I stood there and didn't speak. I kept my head down, but my eyes were 'wandering' around, observing my surroundings.

"Obediently take out your ID card and show it to me, it's not too much trouble......" The stubble driver grinned and stepped forward, as if trying to reach into my pocket.

And at this time, I suddenly raised my head violently, grabbed his wrist at the same time, and then clenched one hand into a fist and punched him hard in the right eye!

The stubble driver let out a "whoop", covered his eyes and fell to the side. When the other black car drivers saw that I dared to make a move, they all rushed towards me, and I flashed to the side of a fish ball stall on the side of the road, and directly picked up the whole pot of boiling soup, and threw it at the black car drivers!

There was a scream of "whoop", and I took advantage of this time to turn around and run. Passers-by stopped to look at us in astonishment, and I pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, and there was a shouting and scolding behind me, and the group of black car drivers seemed to shake off the soup on their bodies and ran after me.

I didn't dare to stop for a moment, I squeezed forward desperately, and pushed all the people who stood in front of me very roughly, including a little 'girl' child who was less than ten years old, who was pushed by me and sat on the ground, and she cried on the spot.

I gritted my teeth and said without looking back, "I'm sorry ......"

I don't know if she could hear it, but the mother of the 'girl' seemed to be screaming for me, but I shook it off. Behind me was the invective of the mother and the drivers, who kept telling me to stop, but I ran faster and faster.

I didn't dare to look back, I didn't dare to stop, I couldn't imagine what the price would be if I stopped.

I could only keep running, and I kept running, and finally I ran to a slightly open place, and all the passers-by looked at me with amazed eyes, and they didn't understand why I was running so hard.

Maybe it's because of my instinct to survive, I burst out with potential that I've never had before, and I don't think I've ever run so fast.

The voices of the group of drivers behind me gradually became quieter, but I still didn't dare to stop.

I ran all the way to the night market block near the train station, and finally I couldn't run anymore. I half-crouched there, gasping for air, and I was slightly relieved to see that the guys behind me hadn't caught up again.

Surrounded by a constant stream of people, this night market is still very lively, people are talking and laughing with the people around them, and picking out their favorite things in front of each stall.

I dragged my tired body through them, as if I was the only one walking against the flow of people.

Walking to a barbecue stall, I smelled the aroma of barbecue, and finally I couldn't resist it, and sat down in front of the stall, my stomach growling with hunger, and I couldn't help but secrete saliva in my mouth.

The owner of the barbecue stall was an uncle with a turban, and he smiled at me kindly: "Young man, what do you want to eat?" ”

I lay down in front of his stall and held out a finger: "Ten skewers of lamb 'meat', oh no, twenty skewers!" ”

The uncle smiled: "Okay." ”

I was really tired, tired and hungry, in the afternoon in order to find Yaoyue, I didn't eat dinner, and then I was taken to a nightclub by Liang Kai.

Uncle was rolling on the oven and burning the dozen or so skewers of mutton, and I sat in front of the stall in a quiet daze, thinking about what to do next.

Now I can't even sit in a black taxi, and those drivers must all know me.

But how so? How could they move so fast? And how did they recognize me?

yes, they shouldn't be sure what I look like yet......

At most, they know my age, because whether it is Liang Kai, Tyranny Qing, or Xiao Ming, they are all about the same age as me!

I am walking alone, and I am renting a 'private' person, wearing a mask on my mouth and a peaked cap on my head, such a dress, I think I am safe and will not be recognized, but I don't think it will attract the attention and suspicion of others!