In Liaoyang, on a certain street, Alto's car made a clanking sound and was driving at a fast speed. Roewe, who was sitting in the back seat, covered his fingers wrapped in gauze and soaked with blood, looked around, gritted his teeth and said
: "Turn left ahead!! Drive 100 meters! Go to the east high-rise building in Four Seasons!!"
"Have you been here?" The strong man driving the car turned around and asked.
"I was here on the day of the accident. Later, Dapao was worried about the family's business, so he asked me to go back!" Rongwei raised his head and glanced at the strong man driving the car, and said slowly.
"How many people are in the room? Are there any guns?" The strong man in the co-pilot sitting with Roewe suddenly asked.
"A... troll, a pistol, not counting Cannon's cousin who is recovering from his injuries, there are four people in total, three men and one woman, the woman is Cannon's broken shoes!" Rongwei was silent for a moment, his voice was low, and he looked out the window, slowly
said.
The strong man in the co-pilot squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then lit a cigarette and said to the strong man driving: "Fuck it, it's not a big problem! If you don't make some noise, it will be a bit difficult to deal with!!"
"Fuck, Meng Fei doesn't like bloody people, he is a very sinister type! I'll kill you in two rounds! After all, it has nothing to do with him!! You still don't understand the bamboo stick thing??
He didn't fire a single shot or stab anyone, but in the end those idiots were all dead!! I admire him for this the most, and that's why I'm willing to work for him. He's sure of what he does!!" Zhuang was driving.
Han turned the steering wheel and said with a smile.
"You mean to follow the taste of boos?"
"That must be done! Isn't he our God?"
"Fuck, stop in front, I'll study a route!" The strong man in the passenger seat held his chin and said slowly.
"Creak!" With a sound, Alto slowly stopped at the east gate of the Four Seasons. The strong man who was driving opened the door and lit a cigarette. He untied his belt and picked a piece of withered yellow leaf. He blocked it in front of the driver and tried to cover his ears.
Yes, it's quite enjoyable... very bourgeois and very poetic.
The strong man in the co-pilot was smoking a cigarette by himself. After sitting in silence for five minutes, he suddenly raised his head, took two puffs of cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt away, and quickly took out his phone.
I pressed the phone number of a certain Feng Express and dialed it.
"Hello, it's my pleasure to serve you!" the customer service girl said sweetly.
"Hello, I want to be a bitch!!" the strong man in the co-pilot said without hesitation.
"...Where are you sending it? What kind of item?"
"The eunuch shoots the javelin! I'm going to make a fool of myself!!" The biggest problem with the strong man in the co-pilot is that he talks nonsense...
"...If there is nothing needed, I will get through the next customer's call...!" The customer service girl knew that 90% of the time she had encountered someone making harassing calls.
"Don't hang up, don't hang up, just to liven up the atmosphere, I really want to be a bitch!!"
"Then tell me what it is!"
"Two pears!"
"...Two Lifa Express?"
"Can't you send it?"
"Tell me your address...!"
"Aijian Road, the main entrance of Building A on the east side of Sijishang!"
"Do you want to leave the phone on this machine?"
"Well, how long will it take to arrive?"
"Hello, the estimated pickup time is about 30 minutes!"
"Three grams of oil!"
After saying that, the strong man in the co-pilot hung up the phone, then opened the door and walked out. At the same time, the strong man who was driving threw away the withered yellow leaves with "water beads" on them and sat in the seat where the strong man in the co-pilot had just sat.
Location.
On the other end, the strong man in the passenger seat got out of the car, glanced around, then put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly to a gift shop. When passing by a fruit stall, he took out ten yuan and threw it on the stall.
He said: "Pack two pears! Come back and get them later!!"
"Okay!!" The owner of the fruit stand agreed. The strong man turned around and walked into the stationery store. He opened the door and entered the house. He looked around and then asked with a smile: "Can I pack a gift box?"
"Yes, what's the price?"
"What a piece of shit, what do you want!"
"The worst twenty dollars!"
“That’s it!!”
"Would you like to pick a gift?" the waiter asked again.
"No, put this in my pocket!!" The strong man took out twenty yuan and a small MP3 player from his pocket and put them on the table.
"That's all?"
"Can you please hurry up?!!"
"good!"
…
Fifteen minutes later, the strong man held a gift box in his left hand and two pears in his right hand. He walked back to the Alto car, stood at the door, handed the gift box through the car window, and said to Roewe with his teeth: "Help me.
Take it for a while!!”
"What?" Rongwei asked with a pale face.
"What?? Do you think you're the only one like you? If I want to fuck you, I have to pay two pounds of TNT?"
"...!" Rongwei looked at the strong man, gritted his teeth and reached out to take the gift box.
The strong man smiled and said nothing. He raised his wrist to hold the pear, looked at his watch, smiled and asked the strong man who was driving: "The express is coming soon. It's almost time. Can you cooperate with me in a moment? You idiot."
?!"
"Fuck... Just those little tricks of yours, if anything happens to me, it's all because of your son!" the strong man driving the car said disdainfully.
"That's enough, I have more fucking sons!"
"Get out of here!"
"Haha!" The strong man in the co-pilot smiled, and then said to Roewe: "Cannon, call me, hurry up!"
"In my mobile phone, that's the one where I have my wife!" Rongwei said in a daze.
"You two are quite good at clearing the ground!" The strong man grinned, then reached in from the window, took out Roewe's mobile phone, and took out a brand new one from the glove box of the co-pilot.
The Nokia 1110 was turned on directly, and the number was dialed to DaPao. About a minute later, DaPao's call was connected, but the phone was very quiet and there was no sound at all.
"Hello!" the strong man in the co-pilot asked.
"..." There was still no sound on the phone.
"Hey, hey, fuck, hey, brother!!**, move around, you might not have a signal!!!" the strong man in the co-pilot yelled, pulling his neck.
"Who are you?" The strong man shouted three or four times, and the deep sound of the cannon sounded.
"Oh, let me wipe it, brother...is your phone number eighty years old? I'm exhausted. I'm a courier. You have a courier come down and sign for it!" The strong man said with a heavy breath.
"You have the wrong person, no one will send me express delivery!" said Cannon and was about to hang up the phone.
"Brother, isn't your name Liang Yalong?"
"I am...ah!" Cannon said slowly, obviously stunned for a moment.
"That's right, it's your name written on it!! It's from Shenyang, the sender's last name is... "Rong"!" The strong man in the co-pilot said slowly.
“Surname Rong??”
"Yes!"
"Wait a moment and I'll get back to you!"
"Brother, hurry up, I have something else to send!" the strong man in the co-pilot urged.
"Dudu!!"
After hanging up the phone, the strong man in the co-pilot quickly turned around, frowned at Roewe and said, "I'm going to teach you how to say no?"
"...No need...!" Rongwei looked at the strong man in a panic, and immediately shook his head and said.