If this matter is put before, then they will not let go of beautiful beauties.

Because the choice is strict.

"Knife, what shall we do now?" Tian Bin asked.

The knife said angrily: "You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

The few people standing outside were silent, and their subordinates stepped aside to not affect them.

"Should we ask Brother Feng to come out now?" Boss Cai said.

The knife looked at Boss Cai and said coldly: "Why don't you call him? Don't you know that Brother Feng doesn't like people looking for him at night?"

Cai Dazhong didn't speak anymore. He complained in his heart. He didn't know it at first.

"Let's change a car for Brother Feng!" Liang Fuli said.

"I don't know what kind of car Feng Brother likes!"

Tian Bin said.

Everyone called it that, and he called it that way too, looking at the knife, and just waiting for him to speak.

The knife said, "Is Feng Feng missing a car?"

Everyone shook their heads, there must be no shortage, what car does he want.

"That's it, but why does he keep driving this car?" Knife asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

The knife said: "Then he must have a lot of affection for this car and it is irreplaceable."

"That is, I agree with this statement!" Liang Fuli said.

"Then fix it!" said the knife.

"I know where there is a car repair shop!"

"Get started now, and you must do it before dawn!"

"it is good."

Now there are only a few things that everyone can do, and one by one is scared.

Tian Bin made a phone call, and within 15 minutes, a tow truck came and pulled Zhang Feng's car away. The knife went to the repair shop by himself. When the knife went, they followed.

The masters in the shop had all gone home from get off work, and the boss called them back after a phone call.

A senior master looked at the car and said: "This car is scrapped, it is not worth repairing, and it is too difficult!"

"It must be repaired before dawn!" said the knife.

"If it can't be done, it won't be done by many people!" said the master.

"It has to be done, any money will do!" Liang Fuli said.

The master was embarrassed: "It's not about money. This car is damaged like this. Most of the parts have to be replaced, and this car has been out of production for many years. Where can I find the parts?"

"Boss, can it be done? You can tell how much it is. As long as it is fixed before dawn, the money will be yours!" The knife said.

The boss said embarrassingly: "Brother, the master also said just now..."

"If you can't do it, don't open your shop!" said the knife.

"Well, how do you say this!" The boss suddenly became hardened.

He looked at Tian Bin, who said, "I can't help it, Boss He, if this car is not repaired well, let alone your shop, even my clubhouse is in danger, so, please!"

Boss He became nervous, and there was a deep understanding in it.

"I want to find a way!" Boss He thought about it.

A young car repair apprentice said: "Boss, I know that there is such a man who repairs cars very well. Hearing the voice, he will know what went wrong, and he should have parts there!"

"Who?"

The apprentice said: "Murong Dasen!"

Boss He thought for a while and said: "I remember, Murong God, others call him the car God, his car repair shops are all over Kyoto ten years ago, he was a racing driver in his early years, and I repaired the car after being injured. I thought he was dead, where?"

"Outside the Fifth Ring Road, Shuihua Village on Zhongbei Road!"

"Lead the way!" Boss He said.

The apprentice said: "But the boss, this man has a very strange temper. If he wants to, he will do it. If he doesn't want to do it, he won't do it if he is killed, and he won't do it for any money!

"Let's go first. In such a short time and we have no parts, he is the only hope, Mr. Tian!" Boss He said.

"Is it reliable?" Tian Bin asked.

Boss He said: "You may not know this person, but he was a legend in the car industry that year. He won three consecutive F1 championships that year. After his injury, he opened a car repair shop and had dozens of stores in less than two years..."

"Okay, then go, go now!"

Tian Bin looked at the knife, but he still had to nod his head.

"Go, hurry up!" said the knife.

It's almost ten o'clock now, time is running out.

An hour later, they came to the end of a small alley in Shuihua Village, where there is an auto repair shop named Dashen auto repair shop.

There is a large open space around the store, and there are many cars, almost all of them are scrapped cars.

Shuihua Village was actually developed in the urban-rural fringe area, which is much behind the center of Kyoto.

There are no street lights in the alleys.

I don't know how he opened the store in such a place. Very few cars come.

"Knock on the door!"

Boss He also followed. He wanted to see the legendary demeanor. Few people knew him. The key was that he came quickly and walked quickly.

The apprentice lives nearby, no wonder he knows.

The apprentice knocked on the door.

"Master, master, repair the car, repair the car..."

Shouted loudly.

But there was no response inside, and the apprentice yelled several times, but there was still no sound inside.

"Call!" said the knife.

"No phone, he is a weird person, he doesn't have a cell phone!"

"Call again!"

"Master, master, repair the car, my car is broken, very urgent, troublesome..."

Finally the lights inside, the door opened, and a sloppy old man came out with a cigarette in his mouth: "What is it called, why don't people sleep?"

The apprentice said: "Master Murong, my car is broken, please help me repair it!"

"What do you call me?" the old man asked dissatisfiedly.

The apprentice said: "Master Murong...Hey, Master Murong..."

The door is closed again, and it won't work this time.

"This..." The apprentice didn't know how to do it.

The knife said softly: "Bahou, open the door..."

A thin little brother walked out behind the knife. He took out some so-called tools from his pocket and smashed the keyhole in the door for a while.

Da... a crisp sound, the door opened.

A group of people entered, very unreasonable.

Knife walked in and saw the old man coming out angrily, still holding a wrench in his hand and said angrily: "Are you robbers? Break into my place! Go out, get out, don't disturb me to rest, or you will look good. "

"Sorry, sir, we have no choice but to come to you because we can't help it. Only you can repair the entire Kyoto!" said the knife very kindly.

This person eats soft or hard, the knife has already seen it.

And I don't like other people calling him Murong. It seems that his past is extraordinary and he doesn't want to remember the past.

The respectful name for an old craftsman is the master.

The knife was handed a cigarette.

The old man stopped being angry, took the cigarette and said, "Pull the car in!"

Everyone had to admire the knife.