This is the anti-theft chapter

The motorcycle rider bumped the headlights of the luxury car, and he himself fell off the motorcycle. The zipper of the cowboy luggage on the back seat of the car broke, the contents fell out, and the mess rolled up. One place.

"Hey!" A handsome young man with a good temper, walked down from the car, looked at the young man with his hands around his chest and lowered his head, "Buddy, did you come to touch the porcelain?" He drove the car, somehow. A motorcycle came out from the side and bumped into his car. Is he right?

Fortunately, he was driving normally and installed a driving recorder, otherwise he would be hit by porcelain again.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the ride." The young man had no time to pick up the scattered things, and apologized to the young man. "I must bear the responsibility."

The luxury car youth looked at this young man with a squint and looked so handsome. Who is wearing a t-shirt with holes in this era? Looking at the messy branches and flowers on the ground, he even saw a pink mud.

These tattered things can also be regarded as a treasure, I am afraid that it is not the brain that is wrong?

"Do you know how much my headlights are?" He kicked a small stone beside his kick, which seemed to fall out of the cowboy bag.

"No, I don't know," the young man stared at the headlights for several seconds, hesitant to say, "How much, how much?"

The luxury car young man took a deep breath and told himself not to care about the poor ghosts. He waved impatiently: "Roll around, knowing that you can't afford to lose money, don't you run away ?!"

"You don't want me to pay?" The young man scratched his head, bent down and picked up the motorcycle that fell to the ground with one hand, and smashed it twice with his bare hands. The original crooked head ... straight back.

Looked at his thin arms and legs, and looked at the other party's seemingly unhealthy, but actually strong arms, the luxury car young man swallowed, sneaked back a few steps, put his hand on the door handle .

Damn, is this a violent threat?

"No, you don't have to pay, you can go." When a man doesn't want to lose money, he must not be too angry when he wants to persuade him.

"That's awful." The young man shook the motorcycle, and Ding Ling fell off several car parts. He pushed the motorcycle aside, bent over and looked in the cowboy bag for a while, and found a piece of black badger The child handed it to the luxury car youth, "If you break something, you must pay for it. This Ran's flesh can be used to ward off evil sleep, and it will be treated as a gift to you."

Taking the fishy thing with anger and daring to speak, the luxury car young man squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."

It turns out that this **** not only threatened him with violence, but also flung him with three counterfeit medicines. Is there any humanity?

No, selling fake medicine is inherently inhuman, but anyone with a little conscience and a sense of social morality cannot do such a thing.

Seeing that the young man who sold three counterfeit medicines was about to leave on a motorcycle, the luxury car youth courageously said, "Can you still ride this motorcycle?"

Don't ride the road halfway and make problems.

He didn't dare to say this.

"No, I was just unfamiliar with motorcycles. I didn't control the intensity." The young man stepped on his long legs and sat on the scruffy motorcycle. He walked away without leaving a long distance. At the time, a piece of iron fell off the motorcycle.

Looking dumbfounded as the young man rode away on a motorcycle. After the luxury car young man sat in the car, he returned to his mind for a long time.

The first time I touched a motorcycle, I dared to drive on the road. Who is the two of them more like the lawless rich second generation? !!

Fu Li rode a tattered motorcycle all the way and entered an alley. There are motorcycles and bicycles parked in the alley. The alley, which was not wide, became narrower. He carefully dodged a lying bicycle, crossed a motorcycle with a rollover, and stopped in front of a wooden door with the "Old Health and Leisure Club" sign.

The wooden door was tattered, the red paint was mottled, and the gray threshold was not swept for a long time, and a thick layer of gray accumulated.

Fu Li parked the motorcycle aside, patted the ash on his body, carried the bulging cowboy bag on his back, and stepped forward to knock on the wooden door.

Tap three times, stop for a while, and then tap three more times, and so on.

After a long time, a little old man came to open the door. He was wearing a yellow-washed white undershirt, holding a large fan in his hand, and looked at Fu Li slowly: "Name?"

"The senior is good, the younger is Fu Li."

"Fu Li?" The old man stared at Pu Fan for a while and nodded. "I have your name on it. Come with me to register."

After entering the door, there was a small courtyard house with two mahjong tables inside. Several old ladies and old ladies were playing mahjong. When Fu Li came in, he didn't even raise his head. When Fu Li followed the fat old man into the house, the two old ladies quarreled, and the old lady in a cheongsam slaped the table with a slap.

"Wang Cuihua!" The old man who has been slow from opening the door to the present suddenly turned back quickly and shouted at the cheongsam old lady: "You broke the table again, remember to lose money."

Seeing that Fu Li, the old lady in cheongsam who was still scolding herself, suddenly weakened.

"Let's go." The fat old man saw Fu Li still in a daze, and shook his head. "Young people just have little knowledge."

Fu Li: "..."

The room was a bit dark, and Fu Li almost tripped over when she walked in.

"You fox clan, don't you have night vision?" The fat old man shook his head even harder. "It's not as good as a generation now. Even the racial instincts are forgotten. It has really lost your face. Thousands of years Before, you could have troubled the world, but now it's better, you can't even see the road. "

"But senior, I'm not from the Fox family." Fu Li was innocent.

"Isn't it the name of the Fox clan?" The fat old man didn't have the slightest embarrassment to admit it. He turned on the light in the room calmly, sat in front of the shabby computer, and pointed to the opposite stool. Straight, I'll get you a picture first. "

Filling in the records, the fat old man pointed at the last space and asked Fu Li: "What is your ideal job in your heart?"

"Be a civil servant and serve the people." Fu Li yearned, "If you can make a name for yourself, it will be better."

Hearing this, the fat old man almost didn't pull the keyboard button off. He shook the big fan, and Fu Li's eyes looked like he was wondering: "Do you have a college diploma?"

Fu Li shook his head.

"What civil servant does not have a diploma?" The old fat man froze for a while, and asked helplessly, "Who introduced you to the city?"

"Sun Qiye." Fu Lidao said, "I don't know where Sun Qiye went. I didn't find him today."

"You say Sun Gouer?" The fat old man slowly answered Fu Li's question. "He was arrested a few days ago because he manufactured and sold false certificates."

"Ah?" Fu Li never thought that Sun Qiye, who had returned to the mountains with great scenery years ago, was doing things that violated the discipline, and he felt for a while before he said, "When I came out, everyone followed I said that it is not easy to make a living in a big city, it seems true. "

"Not a college diploma, but a high school diploma?"

Fu Li continued to shake his head.

The fat old man took out a small book from the drawer, wrote a few words on it, and left the opposite sign: "You still go to this construction site to move bricks. The contractor is our own, so I can eat together. . "

Fu Li took the note in the hand of the fat old man, wryly writing an address on it, which was quite far from here. Thanks to the fat old man, Fu Li turned and left the house.

The fat old man shook Pu Fan, and after Fu Li left, he called up Fu Li's information and looked at it for a long time.

The broken motorcycle parked in front of the club has disappeared without a trace, only a rotten leaf lying on the ground.

Since his favorite car's headlights were hit by flowers, Zhou advocated staying at home for two full days without much thought to go out. In the morning, he slept until nearly ten o'clock before waking up, and went downstairs to see his father's cheerful and accompany his mother watching TV, startled him.

Recently his dad didn't sleep well. See him once and scold him once. At this time, his dad has been to the company for a long time. Why did he watch TV with his mother at home today? Today is not their birthday or wedding anniversary or anything.

"Son, come and sit." Father Zhou smiled and let the son sit down. "The medicine you bought for me, although the taste is not good, but the effect is good. I slept very well in the past two days, not even a dream . "

Zhou advocated for a long while, and then remembered that in the past two days, in order to please his father, he went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine to supplement his body. Do those things have the function of sleeping?

"Just don't know the smell of that smelly, dark-stained medicine. What's the name? Buy some more and give it to your grandparents."

Fishy? Black paint?

Wasn't he buying Ganoderma lucidum? At that time, he also specifically told the nanny aunt that the medicine was good for his dad's health, so she had to boil it for her dad. How can good ginseng turn black and have a fishy smell?

No, that's wrong.

Is the smelly thing given to him by someone who hit his car and sold fake medicine? Isn't he selling real medicine instead of fake medicine?

Looking down at his dad with a red face and a spirited look, Zhou Zhan didn't dare to tell him that this medicine was a Sanwu product accidentally mixed into the medicine team. As for asking him to buy more, where can he find someone to buy?

Fortunately, he still remembers the name of this medicine.

Seems to be called ...

Ran's flesh?

Yes, that's the name.

As the rain got worse and worse, Fu Li frowned when he passed a red light: "There is a saying that it is good to tell Ning to wait for three minutes, not to grab a second, it is very dangerous to cross the red light."

"It's okay, I'll do more dangerous things later." Painter hasn't encountered such a silly monster for a long time, smirked, "Hurry up, I can take you home sooner."

"But I didn't even tell you the address. How do you know where I live?"

Fool, because he's going to kill you! Chu Yu shouted silently in his heart, but at the moment Fu Li got into the car, he didn't know what evil technique the painter had used, and now he couldn't open his mouth to speak.

The car was like a speeding arrow, and it quickly drove out of the city and stopped on an abandoned construction site. The painter did not open the door, and he turned to look at Chu Yu, his five claws sharpened into a knife, shining with a cold light.

"brothers."

A white hand like a jade gently grabbed his bones: "I see the passenger in the back seat, merit and spirituality, is a demon repair who is on the right track, is it too hands-on?"

"Because Lao Tzu is following the path of evil repair," Painter sneered. "Don't worry, wait for me to eat this fish's Nedan, and it's your turn next time."

"We have rules in the demon world. We don't eat savvy creatures, except for the evil ones." Fu Li did not expect that he would try to take a taxi for the first time in his life. He just woke up and watched the "News Broadcast" and found out that the world is changing with each passing day. He wanted to experience the life of human beings. How come he always encountered this kind of killing and killing monsters?

No wonder those famous poets loved hermiting the past. It turned out that there were too many facts in the human world.

"Get away!" The painter was too lazy to talk with Fu Li, and his backhand wanted to take Chu Yu's life, his fingertips skyrocketed, and blinking speed reached Chu Yu's chest.

Click.

Just when Chu Yu was dead, all the knuckles on his chest were broken, and the knuckles fell into the car.

"Look for death!" Painted Skin was furious, and the broken arm grew back again. He could not care about Chu Yu, flew out of the windshield, and turned to attack Fu.

In Fu Li's eyes, this white bone essence moves slowly like a snail, and his mana is extremely low. The sparrow essence that used to live at the gate of his cave house is better than him. Gently pinched the bone knife from the bone bone spear, flew into a palm, the bone bone skeleton suddenly spread out, and turned into a pile of broken white bone.

Sitting in the back seat, Chu Yu pinched his neck, eyes as big as a copper bell.

Fu Li wiped the rain on his face, glanced at the taxi that had all the windshield broken behind him, and had to pull the back seat of the car to squeeze with Chu Yu.

Seeing Fu Li sit over, Chu Yu shuddered, buttocks moved to the side of the car door.

Grandpa Sanqing is on the top. He is just a yin and yang fish transformed in the thousand-year Taoist temple. Although he has the ability to see and distinguish between qi and qi, he has only this ability.

The rain was getting heavier, and the rainwater flowed from the front seat to the rear seat, and soon wet the bottom of the seat.

"Do you still have relatives or friends? Would you like me to send you a thousand miles to send you to pick you up?" Fu Li was very scared to see the fish, and enthusiastically offered to help.

Chu Yu shook his head and pointed to his throat.

"You hit the fool's trick?" Fu Li found out that Chu Yu couldn't speak. How low was the fish's cultivation, and could this little trick work for him?

Untangling Chu Yu's gut technique, Fu Lidao said, "OK, tell me the addresses and names of your friends and relatives, and I will help you spread the word."

"No, no need." Chu Yu narrowed his neck, carefully took out his mobile phone, and then glanced at Fu Li secretly, only to see that he did not object to his actions, only dialed the boss's phone number.

After making the call, Chu Yu became more familiar with Fu Li the more she looked at it, thinking carefully, wasn't that the little demon who picked up a drink bottle at the hospital door? At that time, he was so embarrassed to sympathize with other people's lives, but now he feels a little blushed, which big face?

He stretched his head and glanced at the pile of white bones that were almost broken into dregs. Chu Yu left and said, "Thank you for your help, the painter is very cruel and tricky. If you are not a senior, today ’s younger It's time to explain here. "

"Painted ghost?" Fu Li was surprised, "It turned out to be just a ghost repair, I thought it was a bone bone spirit."

Chu Yugan laughed: "The average painted skin ghost can only walk on the earth with the help of a human skin. This painted skin ghost has been cultivated to a high depth and has been tempered into a skeleton. It can walk on the earth without human flesh skin support."

"Just relying on that rotten bone that was broken in one shot, dare to walk in the world?" Fu Li began to doubt himself, perhaps having a misunderstanding of the word "cultivate to a high level".

"Predecessor Xiu is so profound, why ..." Chu Yu wanted to ask why he was so down, but he was afraid to anger the other person, and then patted him with a slap, so he said very politely, "Why is life so low-key? "

Hearing the words "Cultivate High and Deep" again, Fu Li didn't feel complimented at all, he replied casually: "Since birth, I have always lived in the hill, and occasionally I heard other monsters in the mountain mention those demon kings outside Story, but because the cultivation is ordinary, I have never been out of the mountain. In addition to training, I usually go to sleep. Something happened many years ago, and Dongfu was gone. I was afraid to grab other big monsters. I found a deep mountain old forest to sleep. . "

"When did you wake up when you slept?" Chu Yu felt that the monster was really boring.

"Three years ago." Fu Li was still a bit uncomfortable with this new society. "I watched the" News Broadcast "secretly in a human house and knew that the society outside was no longer the same."

Chu Yu: ...

After reading the "News Broadcast", I dared to come out and mingle with society. This courage was so ashamed that the general monsters were ashamed.

"You have lived for so many years, you should always have some good things on hand, and you can sell them for some money." Chu Yu thought, so there is no need to pick up plastic bottles to sell.

"No, how can there be a sense of accomplishment from scratch." Fu Li shook his head. "Not to mention that my things are not worth it."

Chu Yu: ...

A monster still cares about starting from scratch. Is this a problem?

After half an hour, the water in the car had covered the insteps, Fu Li was sitting on his lame legs, and he was a little skeptical: "Your friend really wants to pick you up?"

Knowing that he would not be here for so long, he wouldn't sit here and wait silly, wouldn't he just be thinking about getting cheap and want to ride a ride, why is it so difficult?

Chu Yu looked out the window: "Should I come?"

As he was saying, a man in a black shirt walked to the front of the car and looked at them through the broken windshield.

"Boss!" Chu Yu saw Zhuang Qing appear, her waist was straight, her neck did not shrink, and she was not afraid of the rain from the outside to wet his clothes. Also called you out. "

Zhuang Qing glanced at him and took a step back, worried that the rain on his body would splash on himself: "Five hundred and fifty car fuel."

Chu Yu: "Okay ..."

Zhuang Qing looked at Fu Li in the car and asked Chu Yu: "He saved you?"

Chu Yu nodded in shame.

"I think he is more suitable as my assistant."

"What about me?" Chu Yu asked.

"You can pick up a drink bottle." Zhuang Qing strode to the door of the car and left the road across Fu. "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Fu Li opened the seam of the car door and said to Zhuang Qing, "Excuse me, move the umbrella a bit."

Zhuang Qing did not understand what he meant, but moved the umbrella slightly.

Fu Li took the opportunity to get out of the car door and hid in the bottom of Zhuang Qing's umbrella. A few drops of rain dripped on Zhuang Qing's sleeve. Zhuang Qing looked down at a few drops of rain on her designer shirt, her expression indifferent.

Chu Yu turned around, pretending that she didn't see anything.

"Come on." Zhuang Qing's voice was so cold that she almost fell out of the ice dumplings.

The three walked a few steps, Zhuang Qing stopped, turned his head to look at the abandoned taxi and the pile of broken bones, looked up at the sky, suddenly the lightning came on, two landmines split, the taxi and broken The ashes disappeared, but the flowers and plants nearby were not affected in the slightest.

Fu Li exclaimed: "Mr. Zhuang is good at repairing."

"Not as good as Mr. Fu."

Fu Li accidentally bumped over his arm, and Zhuang Qing added another watermark on his sleeve. He frowned slightly. "Have Mr. Fu delivered the clothes to the dry cleaner?"

"No, my clothes are cheap." Fu Li yanked his shirt. "This one only costs thirty yuan. It doesn't need to be dry cleaned."

"My shirt has a dry cleaning fee of 68." Zhuang Qing said blankly.

"Ah?" Fu Li blinked his eyes and realized for a while, "Zhuang, you are really rich."

Zhuang Qing ignored him, pulled in the car door and sat in. Fu Li followed her into the back seat of the car. He looked up and saw a few perfectly-cut diamonds on the roof of the car, emitting a charming light under the refraction of the lights of the street lamp.

Fu Li stretched out his finger and wanted to touch it, just a little.

But before his hand was stretched out, he saw Zhuang Qing turning his head and looking at himself, looking serious. .

Rich people's addiction is really strange, they can think of ways to set diamonds in the car to show off rich.

Looking at Fu Li's sight, Chu Yu said, "You said Sun Laoqi?" 2k novel reading network