Unlucky black cat

Chapter 179 Don’t get into a stranger’s car casually

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The raindrops beating outside the car window made a clear and dense sound.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, An Ming subconsciously smoked a cigarette.

But after hesitating for a while, he didn't light it.

The man turned his eyes to look at Xing Tai, and then put away the cigarette hanging from his mouth.

Other ministers in the group heard about the attack the night before yesterday and were very angry with the Jinwan Group's actions. Yesterday, they cooperated with me to mobilize several groups of people to specifically attack the Jinwan Group's forces. Now Jinwan Group The team's situation should be very passive. So Miss, you don't have to give in during negotiations, just teach them a lesson.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The sound of rain is still falling.

In the seemingly quiet car seat, Xing Tai wore An Ming's suit and peeled off a chocolate bar for herself.

Um.

The girl opened her mouth, bit the biscuit, and finally responded softly: Don't worry, Uncle An, I will make them pay the price.

Brush, brush, brush.

Black cars drove across the water-filled road.

Blue rainy day.

It always makes people feel chilly.

…

That woman! With just one fucking chocolate bar, she fucking destroyed the four of us! With just one fucking chocolate bar! Chocolate bar! Do you fucking understand?

the other side.

In the private room of Minglou Hotel.

Liao Heyan, the leader of the Jinwan Group, had already entered his seat early.

He was waiting, waiting for Xing Tai's arrival.

At the same time, the words Zhang Zheng yelled on the phone a few days ago have always been unforgettable for him.

A chocolate bar.

What a joke.

How could one cookie stick kill four people?

Liao Heyan continued to deny reality in his heart.

But when I think of those seriously injured people who were sent back by the Xianlong group.

Thinking of those people who had their eyes poked out and their eardrums pierced.

His throat couldn't stop feeling dry and achy.

Charters never lie.

Yes, charters never lie.

Liao Heyan lowered his head and silently observed the exquisite tablecloth.

Therefore, this matter should be true.

I'll have to face it later.

He should be a guy who can treat people like toys and tear them to pieces.

An extremely bloody madman.

A monster who likes to listen to screams.

No wonder Liao Heyan thinks so.

Because all of the wounded who were sent back had their hands and feet broken, and were left with lifelong disabilities.

But none of them are dead yet.

why is that.

Liao Heyan probably has an answer in his heart.

Because someone deliberately spared their lives.

Because there are people who want to see them live worse than death.

Too cruel.

The new head of the Hsien Loong Group is simply more cruel than her father.

She will be a tyrant.

Liao Heyan thought.

A tyrant that no one can resist.

boom!

at this time.

The door to the box was pushed open.

Members of the Hsien Loong group swarmed in and occupied most of the space.

Xing Tai was the last to enter the house.

He was wearing a gray and black suit.

Underfoot were a pair of heavy Martin boots.

Two completely different temperaments and outfits converged on her body.

Making it look particularly eye-catching.

Like a black dot on a white cloth.

Like a barb in a bowl of water.

Liao Heyan, who was still sitting at the table, was startled.

Because he saw the corner of Xing Tai's mouth.

Holding a chocolate bar in his mouth.

…

Miss, you are very distracted. If you continue to drive, you may get into a car accident.

On the roadside in Chengdong District, a certain white boy stopped another commercial car.

It still didn't use illusions.

Because using mental spells on a driver while driving is likely to directly lead to a car accident.

Therefore, the young man still adopted the stupid method of blocking the car with his body.

At the same time, he also made the people around him ignore the abnormalities here.

The car stopped, and sitting in the car was a female office worker.

He is about twenty-five years old.

Just when Jiang Sheng reached out his hand, ready to slap the disaster off the opponent's shoulder.

The woman sitting in the car grabbed its wrist with excitement.

A sudden white fog filled the air.

A boy with a bandage on his waist.

A passerby with a dull expression.

All of this seems to indicate that the current situation is abnormal.

However, the woman just put on an expression of trying to remember.

He even said in a joyful tone.

Wait, I know you, I've seen posts about you, you are the one, the lucky one...

That lucky guy.

With a gloomy look on his face, Jiang Sheng continued the second half of the woman's sentence, and then patted her shoulder impatiently.

Anyway, drive carefully and you will have three days of good luck.

After that, Jiang Sheng was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, the woman was still holding on to its hand.

Oh, wait, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Little brother, get in the car and chat with your sister for a while. Look at you, it's such a cold day and you are so thinly dressed, it makes me feel distressed just to look at you. Yes. My sister’s car has air conditioning, it’s very warm. And can you really bring good luck to others? Besides, how do you make others not see us? Hehehehe, little brother, you look so good She’s so beautiful. How about taking a photo with my sister? My sister can take you shopping for clothes.”

Seeing that the situation seems to be out of his control.

Jiang Sheng used the Cicada Shell Technique with his backhand and fled the street with a lot of mist, leaving only a few strands of fluff behind the woman.

As more and more car accidents are prevented.

The lucky young man Bai became increasingly famous in Luotai City.

This undoubtedly added a lot of trouble to Jiang Sheng.

It also made some guys gradually realize that something was strange.

…

At the same time, inside Xu Ming’s residence.

Dozens of women's clothing were hung on the wall.

Among them are Hanfu, western clothes, and many modern styles.

At this moment, one of the long skirts was flowing automatically without wind.

As for Xu Ming, he happened to see an article on his mobile phone.

His eyes were lowered and he muttered to himself.

Oh, lucky white boy, so what does it have to do with you and the Psychic Management Office?