There’s an Evil Spirit Here

"If you have time, can you come over and help me see the shop for a few days?"

"I'm in a hurry to make a trip to a distant place."

"Relax, friendship returns to friendship, help returns, and pays according to work."

Lin Shengu said on the phone.

Walking on the night road after 10 o'clock in the evening, the streets have already begun to appear slightly deserted, and the cold darkness stretches the silhouette infinitely.

Founder was surprised: "The **** stick industry can't be mixed at last, close down, ready to run and change course?"

"Fart!" Lin Shengu's voice excitedly scolded on the phone.

"If there is a business looking for a door these days, don't push it off, try to follow the situation as much as possible, wait for me to come back and deal with it."

"It is necessary to stumble and close the door for a few days." Founder pouted.

"What do you know, even the smallest ant legs are meat. Open the door without doing business, are you waiting for the northwest wind." Lin Shengu searched and searched.

"If these businesses are done in the end, I wo n’t let your kid lose. By the time it opens, you can get 20% easily without doing anything. This is in our friendship. I take care of the acquaintances. Not cheap for outsiders. "

"Fifty-five points." Founder said.

"Your kid really dare to speak with a lion!" Lin Shen stick growled depressed.

Toot, a busy tone.

Founder hung up the phone.

After a few seconds ... Lin Shengu took the initiative to contact Founder again.

"Thirty-seven, this is ..."

Hasn't finished talking yet and was hung up again.

"Why did your kid hang me up again ..."

Beep, there is only busy tone in the microphone.

"If you are ruthless, five or five will be five or five." Lin Shengu gritted his teeth and was scratched by Fang Zhengge's teeth.

Finished, there was a busy tone on the phone, Lin Shengu was smug, but this time he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

After finishing the call, Founder did not return to his place immediately, but waited for the car on the roadside alone.

During the day, Fang Zheng has tasted the sweetness. He plans to go to the City People's Hospital again to see if he can collect the mysterious gray gas.

It was at this moment that the headline pushed a local news.

Last night, a car mechanic in a 4S store of a luxury car brand stole the customer's value-maintenance car stored in the 4S and dragged on the mountain road. After running out of control in a sharp turn, it broke the isolation barrier, and someone even fell with the car. The cliff died. The owner of the vehicle has sued the 4S shop and has gone through legal procedures to make a claim.

Boom! boom! Rumble!

Large roaring engine roaring like a beast, shattering the tranquility of the night, galloping from the street in the distance.

A very domineering local tyrant, Golden Daniel, stopped beside Founder.

"Are you calling the car-hailing car?" A young yellow-haired young man in his early twenties in the driver's seat of Lamborghini said to Fangzheng who was standing by the road waiting for the car-hailing.

Looked at Lamborghini, one of the super-bearing horses in front of him, and Founder didn't seem to react at all. He was stunned and didn't answer immediately.

"Are you called Founder?"

Huang Fanan looked at Founder in amazement, and confirmed again.

It wasn't until now that Founder seemed to react, and was surprised: "It turns out that there are local tyrants to open the net to ask for a car and fish paper."

"Torrent, are you a Lamborghini?"

Huang Fanan may have seen that Founder is not a women's sister's paper, a little cold, coldly said: "Well."

"Torrent, I would like to ask you which series is Lamborghini? My two-legged, muddy rural baby, only knows the big cow logo." Fang is as fresh as most people see supercars, and turns around the body.

"Don't touch it, you can't afford to sell the house if you hurt the car paint." Huang Fanan began to be impatient, perhaps because he didn't catch the young girl.

"Aventador, Aventador."

Founder quickly searched for a model on his mobile phone: "The top match needs more than 10 million!"

"Are you a top match?"

"I heard that the value of a rearview mirror can be exchanged for a down payment for a house."

Founder couldn't help but be surprised and excited, reaching out carefully to touch the rearview mirror.

Results ... click, crisp!

Lamborghini's right ear rearview mirror was broken by Founder.

Huang Fanan froze.

Didn't seem to expect such an unexpected scene. He looked at the rear-view mirror held by Founder in his hand.

Fangzheng was innocently holding the rearview mirror: "Torrent, are the super running rearview mirrors like toy cars, can they be taken down freely?"

Had to be replaced by an ordinary person and damaged a super-running rearview mirror. Because in the domestic market, I have only bought insurance for cars, and I don't have the consciousness of buying insurance for people. Not to mention the deliberate destruction of private property, no matter what type of insurance the individual buys, the insurance company refuses to compensate.

It is not just an exaggeration to change a rearview mirror for a supercar to a house.

You dismantle someone's rearview mirror, just wait to sell the house, and then your wife and son follow other men's surnames.

This is precisely because, why many people complained about the luxury car on the road, casually rubbed a little car paint, are hundreds of thousands, millions of compensation to the end.

Said that Founder was going to face a high amount of compensation, and was panicked. However, Founder found him squatting down and hugged the tire with both hands, but he was violently removed by him.

boom!

Lamborghini's weightless body was crooked, the body chassis was heavily knocked on the cement road, and it became a lame super run, and the tire was held in the hands of Founder.

This is no longer a house!

It's about half a car!

"Without the use of tools, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can actually be freely removed!" Founder exclaimed, not even asking him to realize that he was tearing down a thousand Marriott cars.

The body was crippled, and the yellow-haired man in the driver's seat finally recovered from his daze, and immediately became furious.

"Are you kid looking for something intentionally!"

However, for a moment, the local tyrant Jin Lamborghini was violently taken down by Fangzheng to remove a car door and a rear spoiler.

At this time, Founder was planning to remove the front hood.

The yellow-haired man who had been sitting in the car was completely angry, but he didn't get off the bus, but rather forced his anger down instead of getting off. At this moment, I don't know if it is the dim effect of night street lights, which makes the yellow-haired man in the driver's seat look somber and resentful.

"When the motor rang, my father and mother were white raised. When I drove home, I went home to eat. If I drove badly, the whole village went to your house to eat. The masters were in the private sector. Really? "Founder looked at the yellow-haired man in the car.

The yellow-haired man in the driver's seat, his face panicked.

Is not the founder who violently dismantled the luxury car, but the owner himself panicked.

Boom! boom! Rumble!

The engine roared, making a loud noise like a beast roaring low, and the harsh sound rang through the silent night.

Huang Fanan started the super race.

But this time it was different. A turbulent green flame was sprayed from the engine. In an instant, the whole body was ignited and changed into a soul chariot surrounded by the green flame.

The yellow-haired man in the driver's seat was also surrounded by a green flame.

"Death!" Flame Man groaned dullly and touched the steering wheel, intending to drive Soul Chariot to kill Founder.

However!

What about my steering wheel?

Flame Man looked at the steering wheel in Fangzheng's hand, dumbfounded.