Perspective master in the city

While watching the game, I drank a lot of beer.

All in all, Ji Fan probably drank nearly [-] bottles of beer. Although his face was slightly red, he was not drunk.

Brother Hao and Leopard, on the other hand, had flushed faces and hazy eyes, and they seemed seventy percent drunk to say the least.

Brother Zhao and other younger brothers also drank a lot, many of them vomited, and even two of them were already lying on the sofa, unconscious.

Brother Hao saw that he couldn't drink Ji Fan down tonight, so he was naturally a little disappointed, but everyone couldn't drink more, and Ji Fan was in good condition, so he had no choice but to give up.

At two o'clock in the morning, everyone finally left.

After giving Yanyan a tip of 5000 yuan, Ji Fan left the Meiwu Fairy Bar with more than [-] yuan in cash.

A taxi happened to be parked at the entrance of the bar, and Ji Fan naturally got in directly.

After drinking so much alcohol, even though Ji Fan had a good capacity for alcohol, he still felt a little dizzy, and felt drowsy when he got in the car.

Ji Fan did not fall asleep, and gradually he discovered that this taxi was not driving towards the community where his apartment was located, but towards the sea.

"Master, did we go the wrong way?" Ji Fan asked with a frown.

"No, I have been driving for more than ten years, so I must be more familiar with the road than you." The driver replied indifferently.

"Oh."

Ji Fan guessed that he might have really drunk too much, and he was a little confused, so he didn't say any more.

However, the journey that originally only took ten minutes at most turned out to be endless. The car drove for half an hour, but there was still no intention of stopping, and there were no tall buildings on both sides of the road.

Looking around, Ji Fan was sure that he was driven to the suburbs, and it was a desolate place.

"Master, I'm sure we are indeed going the wrong way." Ji Fan reminded again.

"That's right, we're here to stay."

The driver finally stopped the car and got out of the car.

However, as soon as the car stopped, four or five big men suddenly rushed out from both sides, and they surrounded the car.

Moreover, those people who appeared suddenly were either holding iron rods or machetes.

Ji Fan understood in an instant that he took a black car, and these people wanted to rob him.

"Boy, get out of the car!"

The driver who was driving just now knocked on the back window of the taxi and yelled at Ji Fan.

Ji Fan opened the car door and got out of the car with a handbag in his hand.

In that handbag, there is 10,000+ yuan, which Ji Fan just won from Brother Hao.

"Leave the handbag, and you can get out." A strong man pointed a machete at Ji Fan, and said with no refusal.

"What if I don't keep this handbag?" Ji Fan asked calmly.

"Then you can save your own life." The strong man sneered.

"Young man, money is something outside of your body. Don't lose your life just because of this money. You are still young and have a long way to go. There are many opportunities to make money." A strong man seemed to persuade him kindly.

"I advise you to send me back honestly. I may pretend that nothing happened tonight." Ji Fan said in a more forceful tone.

"I really can't see the coffin without crying!"

A strong man kicked Ji Fan's calf, wanting to give Ji Fan some color first.