As time approached early morning, outside ShenYinbei Railway Station, there were about dozens of people surrounding the iron railings at the exit, either picking up the station or shouting.

"The hotel, 61 nights, you can reach the aisle."

"Changtu, Xifeng, Tieling, get in the car and leave!"

"Brother, where are you going? I'll give it to you!"

Zhang Xiaole walked through the crowd and waved his hand and responded: "Don't leave, don't leave!"

"Brother, it's very late. I don't even call me. If you say a price, let's leave." A middle-aged man wearing a cotton jacket followed Zhang Xiaole with a cigarette in his mouth: "...Don't you have to take a taxi when you go out? It's so cold this day, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Xiaole frowned and was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Carpooling?"

"If you don't fight, don't fight. It's almost time, and there are no one anymore. If you get in the car, I'll take you there." The driver replied with a smile.

"Let's go!"

After thinking carefully, Zhang Xiaole felt that he must have to take the bus, so he agreed to the driver's recruitment.

"Come on, here, my car is here." The driver happily led Zhang Xiaole to the street outside the station.

...

A few minutes later, on the street outside the station.

"This one!" The driver pointed to a Toyota Prado worth more than 300,000 yuan and said softly to Zhang Xiaole.

"Are you driving this car?" Zhang Xiaole was stunned.

"...I am YiD Special Car. I will take some work here at night and send it back to you. I will go to bed too." The driver waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, come on!"

Zhang Xiaole hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled open the car door and sat in the back seat of Prado.

"Where to go?" the driver asked.

"Heping District, Tenglong Garden Community." Zhang Xiaole said the location.

"That's a villa area, a good place, haha!" the driver smiled.

"Let's go!" Zhang Xiaole urged.

After saying that, Prado started and left the train station, while Zhang Xiaole lowered his head and sent a text message.

"Where have you been?"

"Let's go to Shen Y! I've greeted Su Run, go to his place!"

"I've gone to him, too."

"Be careful, let's talk later!"

"Okay!"

After sending several text messages in succession, Zhang Xiaole rubbed his eyes tiredly, then lowered the car window and prepared to lower his head and light a cigarette, but he took out the cigarette box and found that it was empty inside.

"Brother, are you smoking? Come on, I have it here!" The driver looked at Zhang Xiaole in the reversing mirror, then reached out and handed out a box of Su Yan for more than 50 yuan, and ordered one for himself carelessly.

"Do you make money by driving a special car?" Zhang Xiaole pulled out a Su cigarette and lit it. He asked softly while looking around.

"It's okay, it's not difficult to deal with food and drink anyway!" The driver smiled.

"Di Lingling!"

As soon as the driver finished speaking, a pleasant ringtone rang on an Apple 7plus on his hand, but the driver picked it up and looked at the caller ID and hung up.

More than ten seconds later, the phone rang again, and the driver frowned and answered: "Hey? Oh, I'll go back later. Don't urge Ang, huh, you're soliciting customers. OK, let's just do it."

Zhang Xiaole sat behind the car and watched the driver's every move, and asked softly: "Master, where is there anyone selling lunch boxes here? My friend is hungry and wants me to bring him one."

"Not here, it's a long way to have it." The driver couldn't help but look at the reversing mirror, and then was stunned.

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiaole suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the driver's hair from behind, then clenched his fist with his right hand, protruded the key between the index finger and middle finger, and punched the driver's head five or six times in a row.

"Fuck your mom..."

"parking!"

"You fucking...!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhang Xiaole had a fierce look and punched several times again and shouted: "Stop!"

"Cruff!"

The driver stepped on the brakes with blood in his head, and Prado leaned and stopped on the side of the road.

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiaole pushed the door and ran out, and ran into the alley with his waist. The driver took out the imitation of June 4 from his hand, and he strode out with blood flowing from his head.

"Crack, squeak..."

Immediately afterwards, there were harsh brakes on the street again, and then four or five expensive mid-to-high-end vehicles were all parked on the street not far from Prado, and more than a dozen strong men rushed out from inside were also chasing Xiaole. If you look closely, these cars were parked around the train station just now.

...

Inside the alley.

Zhang Xiaole ran and called Lin Jun.

"Hello?!"

"Mom, I got a B, and I was targeted when I left the train station! It must be that when I was waiting to get off the train from Shen Y, someone came to the station to get stuck." Zhang Xiaole said quickly.

"Where are you?! Can you tell who you are?" Lin Jun asked in a voice change.

"...I am here in Wenlin Street, so I am definitely not an official person! They wanted me to go to the place first and then come over to block it!" Zhang Xiaole said with a clear mind.

"I'll let Su Run over immediately. Hidden the phone and don't hang up first..."

"It's over, it's too late!" Zhang Xiaole stopped and said, because he saw four or five people running over at the entrance of the alley in front.

Lin Jun was stunned when he heard the sound.

"...Wenlin Street, in the trash can in the alley opposite Li Shitang Chinese Medicine Shop... The phone is here!" Zhang Xiaole replied in a hurry and threw the phone in the trash can.

A few seconds later, when Zhang Xiaole was about to climb the wall, the driver stood in the alley with * and shouted: "Damn it, is the Monkey King? Can you climb?!"

After Zhang Xiaole was silent for a few seconds, he finally chose to jump off the wall.

"Bang!"

The driver stepped up.

"Gudong!"

Zhang Xiaole staggered, sat directly on the ground, and panted and asked, "Brother, who did I offend, let me die?!"

"Have you heard of Shen Y's little brother Hao?"

"I've heard it, I'm pretty hard!" Zhang Xiaole nodded gasping.

"Bang!" The driver went up and kicked again: "Damn it, I heard you fuck me with your fists?! Are you fighting back? Are you running? Are you mom going to have a B...!"

Zhang Xiaole sat on the ground with her head in her arms, and after the driver smashed her head for four or five times, blood flowed.

"Tread!"

A burst of footsteps erupted, and others rushed over.

"Big cat, how did you do your head?"

"This kid hit me ten times from behind, fuck me, look, I'm fucking my eyes open." After cursing, the driver waved his hand and said, "Come on, hurry up and get him away!"

"Brother Hao's people are tough. I've just left the station and stared at me." Zhang Xiaole muttered again in the direction of the trash can, then turned his head and spit out bloody phlegm.

...

The other end.
Chapter completed!