Looking at a group of different colors of hair that fell to the ground, the fat man was verbose, his legs were weak, and he hurriedly held on to the car door.

Then there was a "bang", the door fell to the ground, and the fat man fell to the ground with him.

The fat man reached out and touched something hard.

When he saw it, it was the brick that was deeply embedded in the car door!

The fat man's face was as pale as paper.

He really wanted to cry without tears, obviously he didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, and he didn't want to send his face to someone with the halo of the protagonist.

I'm easy, I'm all hit with bricks, can't I say a word?

Almost crawled on the BMW that had lost one of the doors, and the girl inside was pale, and this time she was really crying.

"Quick! Hurry up and drive! ”

The fat man urged the driver to drive.

The group of all kinds of hairs also dragged the crippled bodies and squeezed into the car.

The driver was in a hurry and started the car.

Before leaving, the fat man seemed to think of something, and brought the image of a dragon role into full play.

He held his hand on the outside of the car, felt the wind blowing outside the car, and said viciously: "You wait! ”

Then, in the field of vision of Zhao Jing's three people and one cat, the BMW suddenly lost control and flew out like an arrow.

Rumble!

The BMW crashed into a car in front of it, and the group of furry cars behind it also rear-ended and blocked it.

In this way, the scene of a large car accident was formed.

Zhao Jing tilted his head slightly, looking at the torn banner, still shining with a faint light.

There are some things that can't be done.

The violent little monk has returned to the appearance of a kind little monk.

The little monk folded his hands and recited a sentence of Amitabha, as if what had just happened had not happened at all.

The black cat shook its body, lay at Zhao Yuan's feet, and continued to be an elegant cat.

"Hey, grandma, I'm Zhao Yuan, and my dad just got into a fight with someone!" Zhao Yuan grabbed her phone with both hands and put it on her face.

Zhao Feiyan also got a mobile phone for Zhao Yuan, and put it in a card case with her credit card for exclusive pocket money, and hung it on Zhao Yuan's chest.

Because the little girl loves to drive hands-free, Zhao Jing also heard the love from her mother, and her whole face changed greatly.

"Zhao Jing!"

Gritted teeth of love......

In the end, it was good to say that it was not that he was causing trouble, but that others took the initiative to find trouble and successfully beat the bad guys away, so Zhao Huixin was willing to hand over the phone to Zhao Feiyan.

"That, Sister Yan, I may want to trouble you to help dredge it."

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Jing looked at the tragic situation at the scene of the car accident, there was neither an overturn nor an explosion, so he shook his head,

"The people we fought with had just been in a car accident, and now they may be seriously injured, but their injuries have nothing to do with us, we can be considered ...... at best."

"Got it!" Zhao Feiyan hung up the phone and immediately dialed another phone.

……

The black cat listened to Zhao Jing's brazen words, shook his paws, and his face was full of disdain.

People are seriously injured in a car accident or are they seriously injured, don't you have AC in your heart?

What is the point of breaking a few bones in a car accident, and being kicked by you to break all the roots, what's the point of living.

It's good to have a virtuous helper, and you don't have to be asked by the police uncle to talk and chat if you fight, you can continue to be an honest and food-loving citizen.

Zhao Jing came to a small restaurant, got an extremely good position by swiping his face and card, and feasted on it.

Handsome just can't be helped, it's so convenient to go anywhere, although he swipes his daughter's face and his daughter's card, but between father and daughter, is there any difference?

After eating this meal for a long time, Zhao Jing sat on the chair and picked his teeth, saw that the sky had darkened, and greeted the little monk and the black cat.

"It's getting dark, I'm going to squat."

The little monk wiped his mouth and stood up for a moment.

"Poor monks can do it at any time."

The black cat stood on the high chair, unresponsive to Zhao Jing's words, and continued to grasp the fish head with its paws and gnaw hard.

"Cat, we're leaving!" Zhao Yuan stretched out and touched the cat's head, but the black cat didn't react.

Zhao Jing gritted his toothpick, directly picked up the black cat and left.

"He's meowing, no one can stop me from eating fish!"

"My black cat would rather die than give in!"

When it was carried out, the black cat was still holding on to the fish's head.

The passers-by in the store, A, B, C, and D, were stunned.

Are cats so anthropomorphic now?

Where can such a black cat be sold, I want to raise a house!

……

It was dark, Zhao Jing picked up his mobile phone and turned on the lights and touched into the cemetery.

Zhao Yuan broke free from his father, ran to a small pavilion, pressed a button, and the street lights lit up with a bang.

"Dad, you see, I'm not smart."

“……”

Zhao Jing turned off the lights and pinched her face.

"Well, yes, Dad, this is to test whether you are smart or not, so you don't come to the lamp."

"Daddy is so smart!"

Zhao Yuan clapped his palms and said happily.

Zhao Jing's old face turned red, and he turned his head to look at the black cat with a clear cough: "Do you see what tasks there are now?" Hey, what do you mean by those eyes......"

Black Cat Inside: "Of course it means contempt. ”

As soon as he said it, it became: "Nothing special, the mission is not yet available." ”

Zhao Jing touched his chin, he always felt that there was something wrong with this cemetery, but he couldn't find it.

"Can you find anything?" Zhao Jing said to the little monk.

The little monk shook his head: "Master Zhao, the poor monk said that the poor monk doesn't know any mystical arts, but he just has a pair of discerning eyes and a few tricks to teach Buddhism." Master Zhao had to drag me here, but in fact, the poor monk was really useless. ”

"You're useless? When we just fought......" Zhao Jing muttered in a low voice.

In fact, when he called the little monk, he didn't expect his Dharma, but his skills.

This is a super bodyguard.

"Lord Zhao?"

"Oh, nothing!"

Zhao Jing and the three of them came to the side where they had just come in first during the day, and found that the corner where the funeral ceremony was held during the day was still lit.

There was a loud noise.

Looking at the distribution of the figures under the lights, it can be found that there are obviously two groups of people.

One group is the person who is holding a funeral during the day, and the other group is the old man in Tang costume who came to look for the grave during the day.

The old man in Tang costume was not here, but Zhao Jing saw the green algae head Yu Chujiu and the Jiang Dao chief in a Taoist robe.

They seem to have an argument over something.

In addition, a woman in a white mourning dress, looking like she was in her fifties, and she was holding a delicate box in her hand.

"No, you can't do this, this is my man's position, you can't take it!" The woman wailed.

"That, Auntie, you see, the operator has changed the contract, and this location is now ours, so why don't you go to the more high-end tomb we bought."

Yu Chujiu, the head of green algae, held a stack of documents in his hand and said to the woman.

Zhao Jing and the others approached slightly, and when they heard Yu Chujiu's tone, they were still quite kind, with a sense of discussion.

However, Zhao Jing still shook his head, they had already colluded with the operator, and the contract had been changed, so what room for negotiation could there be.

It is estimated that the negotiation has reached now, but Yu Chujiu's group of people just don't want to make a big deal about it.

However, their patience seems to have run out.

Jiang Daochang glanced at a man in a suit and sunglasses beside him.

The man nodded, took off his sunglasses, and with a wave of his hand, a group of people began to move things.

"You bunches!"

"What are you going to do?"

All the people who attended the funeral were controlled, and they scolded one by one.

The woman, stunned as she looked at the mess everywhere, held the urn in her hand, and cried bitterly.

Then she felt a thrust behind her, a thrust, followed by the crisp sound of a porcelain bottle shattering.

In the cemetery, a strong wind blew, and ashes were scattered on everyone's faces.