Slapping a swollen face and being fat - a metaphor for paying the price and being hard to be unaffordable, in order to save face, do something that is beyond your own power.

I'm like this now, looking at myself in the mirror, the cheeks that were supposed to be normal have swelled, and the clear five finger prints make me think back to last night's experience.

I, my name is Zhao Zilong, that's right, I am the Zhao Zilong of the Three Kingdoms fierce general Zhao Zilong, I am twenty-two years old this year, I am 180 tall, 130 in weight, dignified, and rich......

I'm sorry everyone, I can't make it up, I'm actually a poor dick, I have no father and no mother since I was a child, I grew up in an orphanage, and I don't have any skills in my life, I just have a mouth.

You will definitely ask me to say this as if anyone doesn't have a long mouth, yes, everyone must have a long mouth, but our mouth is different, I can talk about the dead alive, I can say the living dead (sorry, this may be a bit pretending*).

What do I do?

It is my honor to tell you that I am a glorious and hardworking taxi driver, who pulls all kinds of people through the city streets every day, listening to them tell all kinds of stories.

"Hey, Lao Wang, come out to drink at night, today the eldest brother is begging for business, not much money, just a few million, small money, small money......

"Woo............ He doesn't love me anymore, he has someone else in his heart, and I don't want to live anymore......

"Young man...... Hurry up, I'm in a hurry......

"Hello master, I am the Third Mobile Brigade of the XX City Traffic Police, please show your driving license and qualification certificate, thank you for cooperating with our work."

This is my job, when I meet the big brother who pretends to be X with me, I will praise it, hold it high.

When I broke up, I coaxed and coaxed me happily.

When I encounter someone who is in a hurry, I will comfort you, don't be in a hurry about everything, and it is easy to make mistakes when you are in a hurry.

When I meet the policeman's uncle, I will coax me, I can coax as much as I can, if I don't coax, I can't stand my wallet......

Today is the weekend, the weather is good, the blue sky and white clouds, the wind and the sun are beautiful for a long time, but I didn't get out of the car, not because I am not industrious, but because I experienced a big event that changed my fate last night.

Yesterday, Friday, I actually have night blindness, so I usually don't run at night, but recently I have encountered some trouble and urgently need a sum of money, so I have no choice but to continue driving.

I started driving a night train for the first time in my life with my night blindness glasses, and I really wouldn't want to take such a risk if it weren't for the orphanage, after all, I was responsible for myself and my passengers.

Because I don't usually go out at night, when I see the neon lights flashing at night, I feel the urge to cry when I look at the night scenes that are both familiar and unfamiliar.

My gaze wandered over those colorful neon signs, it was really beautiful, it was not the same world as the daytime, and just when I was full of emotion, I suddenly saw someone standing on the side of the road in front of me.

I parked the car and found an old man in a sweatshirt standing on the side of the road, and before I could ask him if he wanted to take a taxi, he just pulled the door and sat in.

It's June, and I'm turning on the air conditioner, but the moment the old man sat up, I actually felt that the temperature in the car dropped by a few degrees, and even some *** skin felt a touch of cold.

"Hello, where are you going?" I secretly raised the air conditioner by a few degrees, then turned my head and asked politely, this sentence must be said at least dozens of times a day.

"Go west......" the old man whispered with slightly squinted eyes.

I frowned and asked again, we as drivers are annoyed by this kind of passenger who can't speak clearly, and we have to ask again every time.

Because the place they are talking about sounds to our ears is #@+~%@......

Who can understand what the name of the place is???

"Let's go west...... Go to the West Mountain......" The old man said again with a blank face, his voice still soft, but this time I heard it clearly.

"Okay, sit tight." I deducted the meter, adjusted the meter to one way, and stepped on the clutch to hang the floor oil in one go.

Drove west for about half an hour,

Taxis have gone out of the city, and Xishan is the legendary rich area, with villas all over the mountains, highlighting the status of those bosses.

"Uncle......

"Uncle......

I shouted twice in a row, but when I saw no response, I thought that the old man was sleepy and asleep, after all, the elderly like to sleep in the car.

I looked into the back row through the rearview mirror, but I didn't see anyone, I didn't feel anything special at the time, I just thought that I didn't pay attention to when the old man was lying down.

I looked at the front and back of the car, so I turned my head to look at the back.

"Damn......," I exclaimed, and the cold hairs on my body exploded directly.

The back row, which was supposed to have an old man, was empty at this time, and the old man was gone.

"Squeak............" I stepped on the brakes to the end, and I didn't care about suffocating the fire, so I just pulled the car door and ran out.

Looking into the car through the back window, I was sure that there was really no one, and I subconsciously swallowed and foamed, and a sense of fear rose in my heart.

I started to think like crazy, did I drive in a daze? The old man actually got out of the car? Did I forget with dementia?

"Am I not pulling people?"

This thought slowly came to my mind, and the temperature dropped after the old man got into the car, which made me even more convinced that it must be hell.

I didn't dare to stay, I hurriedly got into the car, I didn't want to stay longer here, I wanted to go home, I would never drive a night train again.

Constantly annoyed in his heart, his hand quickly touched the car keys.

"Damn.........," I exclaimed again, as I only touched the keyhole, and the car key that had been inserted on it was gone.

I hurriedly touched my pocket, I don't remember if I pulled out the key just now, but I had two pockets all over my body.

"Are you looking for this?" Suddenly, there was a noise outside the window.

I struck a spirit, my head didn't dare to move, but my eyes looked uncontrollably.

I saw the old man in the sweatshirt sitting in the back seat just now, shaking my car keys in his hand and smiling at me.

"Ah......... Hiccup......" I shouted, and then I fainted without taking a breath.

"Smack... Syllable... Smack..."

I opened my eyes in a daze, and suddenly I felt a pain in my cheeks, and I saw that the old man in the undershirt was looking at me with a smile, and the raised wrinkled hand was about to be slapped in his face.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." I yelled out of nowhere.

The old man looked at me with interest and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh? I...... I shouldn't have gone out at night?" I was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a whisper that wasn't quite sure.

"Fart......" the old man scolded me with a big mouth.

"I... I'm Nima......" I was slapped in a hurry, and I scolded the street and began to resist.

But this old thing is like a jack drop, and I can't break free from a strong guy.

"Smack...... "Another big mouth slapped me in the face.

I was so aggrieved that the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and finally I couldn't help crying and shouting.

"You... What the hell do you want? Do you know how much damage it can do to my young mind to be pumped all the time?"

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