After the big truck got back on track, Lin Yuanshen stepped on the accelerator, and the speed soared to 120, ready to hurry up to overtake the big truck.

As a result, as soon as he passed the front of the big truck, a big head poked out of the driver's seat and spat on the front windshield of the small Mercedes-Benz.

"*You*!"

Lin Yuan's little temper was instantly ignited by this spit, and he accelerated to overtake the car and came to the front of the big truck, and stopped the car in front of the big truck.

"Get down!"

The wind in the no-man's land carried the fine sand, so that Lin Yuan could only squint at the road, and occasionally poured sand into his mouth when he spoke, which made Lin Yuan feel irritable.

"Talk about you! ! ”

After a while, the main driver's door opened, and the thin and tall Bado got out of the car and walked towards Lin Yuan in a swaying manner.

Lin Yuan looked at this person, and a few words came to his mind - pure and stupid x!

As Lin Yuan [a famous lawyer], he disdains to waste his tongue with this kind of person.

"Boom!"

Lin Yuan tilted his head and spat on the asphalt road.

"Wiped it."

“...”

Bado didn't react as if he couldn't understand what Lin Yuan said, just looked at Lin Yuan blankly.

Lin Yuan looked at Baduo with a naïve face, shook his head, and raised his hand to pull off the cotton hat on his head.

"Can't communicate..."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan wiped the saliva off the glass of his car with Bado's cotton hat and threw the hat back to Bado.

"I'll forgive you this time."

Syllable!

As soon as Lin Yuan's words fell, Baduo's arms were rounded, and he came up and gave Lin Yuan a big beep!

almost made Lin Yuan sit on the ground.

"Damn... Director, excuse me! ”

Baduo hurriedly stopped and stepped forward to look at Lin Yuan with an embarrassed expression.

Originally, Baduo wanted to fake a fight, and he wouldn't really touch Lin Yuan's face, so the strength he used was really not small.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yuan was standing closer to him, and Bado didn't control the length of his arms outstretched, causing the big beep to be firmly protected on Lin Yuan's face.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Lin Yuan shook his head, straightened his waist, and patted Bado's shoulder with a smile.

"I just acted well, we are grasping the emotions in this play, so try not to NG, even if you say the wrong lines, don't stop."

It's just a big beep, although it's really not light, but Lin Yuan won't take it to heart.

...

After two minutes, after Bado's mood was almost adjusted, Lin Yuan covered his face, gritted his teeth with a gritted smile, and said:

"I'll let you know how expensive this slap is!"

As he spoke, Lin Yuan opened the car door and took out his mobile phone from the car.

As a result, before Lin Yuan could light up the screen, he realized a problem - there was no signal here!

However, if there is no signal on your mobile phone, it doesn't mean that there is no base station nearby, so you can still try to dial 110.

However, before Lin Yuan dialed the number, the co-pilot of the big truck came down with a fierce man.

Two-on-one, outnumbered, he is obviously not an opponent.

I had already driven for nearly 100 miles, and even if the police arrived, it would be an hour later.

Lin Yuan knew that the situation was not good, held his mobile phone tightly, stammered and pointed to Bado and Wang Shuangbao and said:

"You... You two go back... Do you hear..."

Of course, the two of them would not listen to Lin Yuan's words.

Wang Shuangbao looked at Lin Yuan, who was stammering in fright, grinned, slowly put his hand on his waist, and unbuckled his trouser belt.

"You... What are you doing?! ”

Lin Yuan shouted in his heart that it was not good!

Fortunately, after Wang Shuangbao unbuttoned his pants, he didn't do anything to Lin Yuan, but turned around and walked to the car.

"Hey... Hey..."

"What are you?"

"Also... You can't defecate in the open..."

In this scene, there are two plots in the back, where Bado throws wine bottles out of the window, smashes the front windshield of the Mercedes-Benz, and Lin Yuan uses a lighter to ignite the straw on the two-person truck, but because it is just a play, this kind of scene with a relatively high risk factor is omitted and skipped.

...

On the road ahead, Zhang Yu had already pretended to be a car that broke down halfway, and stopped the car here for help and waited for Lin Yuan for a long time.

As long as Lin Yuan stopped the car here, Zhang Yu would be able to shoot Lin Yuan down.

Zhang Yu looked left and right, and finally waited for the red Mercedes-Benz.

Zhang Yu tried to put a kind smile on his face, standing in the middle of the road and beckoning to Lin Yuan.

As a result, Lin Yuan didn't start to slow down until he was very close to him, so frightened that Zhang Yu hurriedly ran to the side of the road.

As a result, Zhang Yu ran to the left, the red Mercedes-Benz drove to the left, Zhang Yu turned around and ran to the right, and the red Mercedes-Benz began to drive to the right again, which scared Zhang Yu to jump back and forth like a rabbit with a fried hair.

In fact, Lin Yuan's speed was not fast, and he had completely stopped when he was still five meters away from Zhang Yu, but Zhang Yu still continued with this momentum, kicked the ground with both feet, and flew out nearly two meters as if he had been hit by a car.

Lin Yuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had his pupils wide open, and he looked at Zhang Yu who was lying on the ground and twitching from the rearview mirror.

After a long while, Lin Yuan reacted, opened the car door in a trance, and walked to Zhang Yu weakly with the car.

Zhang Yu was lying in the gravel, and when he saw Lin Yuan approaching him, Zhang Yu's eyes were distracted, and his voice was extremely weak:

"You're blind, you..."

"Nope."

Lin Yuan interrupted Zhang Yu and motioned for several cameras recording the scene to surround him.

"You're a little bit worse than that, not struggling enough. I'll show you how. ”

Lin Yuan asked for a piece of plasma to put in his mouth, and asked for a piece of white paper to put on the ground to pad his face.

No way, the sand and gravel here are a little sharp, and if my face is scratched, the shooting will be delayed for a long time.

Lin Yuan put on Zhang Yu's windbreaker, and lay on the sand with his feet staggered up and down, pressing one hand under his body, and the other hand was turned on his back as if it was broken.

After a while, Lin Yuan bit the small blood bag in his mouth and drank most of the plasma, leaving only a little in his mouth, accompanied by a weak cough, which turned into blood foam and was coughed out.

After a while, Lin Yuan's body twitched twice on the ground, and his feet began to kick his legs up and down weakly, and the hand that was pressed under him couldn't use any strength at all, so he could only use his head against the sand, trying to see if he could get up like this.

Although the prop plasma has no taste, it has a dry and salty taste, stuck in the throat and eyes, and the voice of the voice can just aggravate the feeling of hoarseness and weakness:

"You're blind, you..."

After saying these four words, Lin Yuan put his head on the sand, and his body tried to change from lying on his side to lying down while pushing his legs hard, and finally raised his butt a little higher.

While trying to get himself up, Lin Yuan's breathing was also much heavier, the blood foam kept hitting the white paper, and the violent movements shook the fine sand on the ground, and it was stuck to Lin Yuan's face after being blown by the wind, which was very tragic.