"No! How old are you! You say you want a car, you want a car! You don't know the first-come, first-served rules? A young man with dyed red hair and a nose ring held his head high, his nostrils facing the sky, and scolded human beings at Lin Chen.

In this regard, Lin Chen only frowned slightly, his patience in negotiating the price had already been polished clean, and when he was about to 'convince people with reason', his right hand was suddenly grabbed.

Look back.

I saw the greedy monk step forward with a smile and asked, "Master Lin, do you want me to try?" ”

"Okay." Lin Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly stepped back to make way of space.

"Yo, are all the monks here? You guys have all kinds of weirdos. Another young man with dyed yellow hair and a so-called heavenly eye tattoo on his forehead was behind him.

For a moment, Lin Chen seemed to catch a glimpse of the killing intent flashing in the monk's eyes.

Well, probably an illusion.

"Amitabha, good and good, why should the benefactor be disrespectful? The poor monk is just here to reason with you. ”

"My rules are rules!" Huang Mao still looked hanging, and he also took out an iron pipe the thickness of a forearm from the car, and there was a layer of cotton clothes wrapped on it—so that the fight would not leave traces on others.

Lin Chen smacked his lips behind him and touched his chin playfully.

Something, these kill Matt.

"Hey, this is a bad statement, according to the poor monk, this car has a relationship with us in the West." The greedy monk still had a smile on his face, and even took two steps forward, and the cold iron pipe was even less than three or four centimeters from his forehead.

It's a good thing to attract people around you, after all, watching the excitement has always been a fine tradition of Chinese people.

Especially this kind of exciting street boxing activity.

Even the boss moved a small maza, chatting with melon seeds in the back, and what made Lin Chen cry and laugh even more was that there were already people around who had started to open the market.

"Hey, which one are you betting on to win? The monk is still the yellow hair? ”

"Me? I bet on Huang Mao, I know this guy, one of the most ruthless hooligans in Lin'an Town. ”

"I'm not optimistic, you look at the monk, Kong Wu is powerful, I see the muscles under the monk's uniform clearly, this is much more powerful than protein powder, I really want to go up and touch ......"

Hearing this, the two people around silently glanced at the fitness maniac who had just spoken, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly moved away from Xiao Mazha and stayed away from this pervert.

……

"Fate? There's a fart! I don't care about you! Huang Mao obviously also noticed the pointing and pointing of the people around him, annoyed and angry, feeling that his authority was being challenged, and with a slam of his right hand, the iron pipe slammed down!

Bell ——!

It's the sound of the iron pipe touching the ground!

In the exclamation of everyone, Huang Mao was stunned to realize that the monk who was so tall and wide in front of him disappeared in an instant!

"Amitabha, donors should be careful, although they didn't hit people, but it was not good to hit flowers and plants," the greedy monk carried a fainted red hair in his hand, and then threw it away like garbage, and turned out from behind Huang Mao with a smile.

Although it will be noon, the weather is quite warm, but the people around me feel a chill inexplicably.

Without waiting for Huang Mao to make a move, the muscles behind the greedy monk bulged, looking like a 'de' character from a distance, and the chest muscles bulged, at first glance, it seemed to be a 'cai' word.

For a time, it was murderous.

The greedy monk stepped forward and easily snatched the iron pipe, and twisted his hands so lightly-

After a tooth-sore sound, Huang Mao knelt on the spot when he looked at the iron pipe that had been twisted into twists!

"Big brother! I'm going to get the car out of the way! I don't want any money for renting a car! Just as I honor you! ”

"Hehe, good, good," the greedy monk smiled and returned the twist-shaped iron pipe to Huang Mao, patted Huang Mao's trembling shoulder, and said earnestly, "If you know your mistakes, you can change them, and you will be good." ”

The corners of Lin Chen's mouth twitched, this is what the greedy monk said to convince people with reason?

Seems like that?

But what's going on with this sense of déjà vu that kills Fan Jiro?

Was it a specific adjective?

Hell yes!

"Ahem, everyone, in fact, this car has a lot of space, there is no need to fight you to the death."

"You are?" Lin Chen looked up, and it was the old guy who had been standing behind Huang Mao who had been talking just now, his visual age was about sixty years old, his white beard was soft and shiny, and he was also wearing a purple-red high-end Tang costume, not to mention the jade ring the size of a pigeon's egg on his finger.

It's very rich.

Just as Lin Chen was already thinking about which street lamp to hang him on, the old man suddenly said, "Meeting is fate, so let's get into the car together, and save the harmony." ”

"Who are you?" Lin Chen pushed away the yellow hair who was doubting his life, and stepped forward to look directly at the old man, he didn't believe it, this guy would be a good person.

"My name is Ni Hongxuan, as you can see, I am a rich retired old man," Ni Hongxuan didn't hide it at all, pointed to several cars behind him and said, "Strictly speaking, these cars are all chartered by me today, we happen to have some business, and it is not a big deal to take you on the way." ”

"Oh?" Lin Chen squinted, the old man in front of him who called himself Ni Hongxuan was still smiling, and he couldn't see anything strange, and said coldly, "Lixiao, monk, since someone invited, then we have no reason to refuse, let's get in the car." ”

"Okay, let's go at speed, save the delay of each other's affairs." As he spoke, Ni Hongxuan quickly boarded the bus, and Lin Chen found that there were several men in black sitting in the bus.

Interesting, kind of interesting.

……

The mountain road to Yinshan is really steep.

However, it had only been an hour since departure, and Lin Chen had already faintly seen many fallen car wrecks in the narrow valley.

Yinshan Mountain Range, the elevation of the summit is about 2000~2400 meters, which is much shorter than the Devil's Peak, but the drop on the south slope is huge, as high as 1000 meters, because it is inland, lack of precipitation, the whole mountain range is in the semi-arid and arid zone.

This has led to the fact that this series of mountain road sand and dust does not stop for a moment, if it is not for the experienced old driver, and it is really not careful, the car will be dead with people.

And on Lin Chen's car, the driver is a chatterbox, his name is easy to remember, his surname is Yang, and he ranks third in the family, but he asked Lin Chen and others to call him Yang Laosan.

"I said everyone, you are dressed in straight suits, do you really want to drill a ravine with us? There's nothing to see in here," Yang Laosan wore pretending to be forced in sunglasses, and made a smooth operation, drifting a few hearses from time to time on the steep mountain road.

And Lin Chen was very suspicious, this guy couldn't see the road clearly while wearing sunglasses.

The others didn't pay attention to this, but the two ruffians didn't keep their mouths shut.

Hongmao patted Yang Laosan's shoulder quite proudly, "What else can I do, go and get rich, hahaha." ”