unfortunate black cat

Chapter 179 Don't just get into a stranger's car
"Da da da da."

The raindrops outside the car window made a crisp 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 ignite it.

The man looked sideways at Xing Tai, and immediately put away the cigarette hanging from his mouth.

"Other ministers in the group heard about the attack the night before yesterday, and were also very annoyed by the behavior of the Jinwan group. Yesterday, they cooperated with me to mobilize several groups of people to attack the forces of the Jinwan group. Now Jinwan The situation of the group should be very passive. So miss, you don't have to back down when negotiating, just teach them a little lesson."

"Da da da da."

The rain is still ringing.

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

"Ah."

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

"Swipe, brush, brush."

A black car drove across the water-filled road.

Cyan rainy day.

Always chilling.

……

"That woman! Only one fucking chocolate bar, and the four of us are fucking disabled! Only one fucking chocolate bar! Chocolate bar! Do you fucking understand!"

the other side.

In the box of Minglou Hotel.

Liao Heyan, the leader of the Jinwan team, had already stepped into his seat early.

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

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

A chocolate bar.

What a joke.

How can one biscuit bar kill four people?
Liao Heyan kept denying reality in his own heart.

But one can think of those seriously injured who were sent back by the Hsien Loong Group.

Think of those people who were poked blind and pierced their eardrums.

His throat was unstoppably dry and astringent.

Charters never lie.

Yeah, charters never lie.

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

So, this thing should be true.

I will face it later.

It should be a guy who can treat people as toys and tear them apart.

A bloody lunatic.

A monster who likes to hear screams.

No wonder Liao Heyan thought so.

Because all the wounded who were sent back had severed limbs and were disabled for life.

Fortunately, they are not dead yet.

why is that.

Liao Heyan probably has an answer in his heart.

Because someone left them alive on purpose.

Because there are people who want to see their life as 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.

An irresistible "tyrant".

"boom!"

at this time.

The door of the box was pushed open.

Members of the Hsien Loong Group rushed in, occupying most of the space.

Xing Tai was the last to enter the house.

He was wearing a gray and black suit.

Stepping on a pair of heavy Martin boots.

Two completely different temperaments and dresses converged on her body.

Makes it look extraordinarily dazzling.

Like black dots on a white cloth.

Like a barb in a bowl of clear 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.

……

"Miss, you are very distracted. If you continue to drive, you may be in a car accident."

On the side of the road in the eastern part of the city, a certain white boy stopped another commercial vehicle.

It still didn't use illusion.

Because the use of mental spells on the driving driver is likely to directly lead to a car accident.

So the boy still adopted the stupid method of physically blocking the car.

At the same time, he also made the surrounding people ignore the abnormality here.

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

About 25 years old.

Just as Jiang Sheng reached out, ready to slap the calamity off the opponent's shoulder.

The woman sitting in the car grabbed its wrist excitedly.

Suddenly filled with white mist.

A boy with a bandage around his waist.

Passers-by with a flat expression.

All of these seem to indicate the abnormality of the moment.

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

He even said happily.

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

"That lucky guy."

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

"In short, drive carefully, and then you will get three days of good luck."

After all, Jiang Sheng was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the woman is still holding on to its hand tightly.

"Ah, ah, wait, why are you leaving in such a hurry. Little brother, why don't you get in the car and chat with your sister for a while. Look at you, it's such a cold day, and you're wearing such thin clothes, it makes people feel distressed Yes. My sister’s car has air-conditioning, it’s very warm. And can you really bring good luck to people? Also, how do you make others invisible to us. Hehehe, little brother, you look so good It's so beautiful, how about taking a picture with my sister, my sister can take you to buy clothes."

Looking at the situation, it seemed that he was about to get out of his control.

Jiang Sheng flicked the cicada shell technique with his backhand, and fled the street with a lot of mist, leaving only a few strands of fluff for the woman.

As more and more car accidents are prevented.

The lucky boy Bai has become more and more famous in Luotai City.

This undoubtedly added a lot of trouble to Jiang Sheng.

It also made some guys gradually realize the strangeness.

……

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

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

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

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

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

His eyes were lowered, and he muttered to himself.

"Oh, lucky boy Bai, so what relationship do you have with the Psychic Management Office?"

(End of this chapter)