In the early morning of the next day, Shao Zifeng got busy in the room early.

He took out a travel bag that accompanied him through life and death and stuffed various daily necessities into it.

Wood-attribute energy potion, Muzhiyuan milk powder that has not been drunk, Lingling's small wallet, and Zangfeng also needs to be installed...

All kinds of items were packed in, and the travel was packed in a short while.

After getting up and going to the bathroom to wash, Shao Zifeng woke up Xiaolu and Lingling and asked them to return to the pet space first.

Then he walked to the living room with his dirty rings and took the tearful lynx in.

The reason I brought it with me was because I couldn't rest assured that there were so many old men and women living here. If one day the lynx was so hungry that he went out to suck someone...

It can be imagined that your future life will be very exciting.

After looking at the time, it was four in the morning, and half an hour before the agreed time, he closed the yard door and left.

Carrying a heavy travel bag, Shao Zifeng ran to the entrance of the community panting. This was the first time he felt that the community covered such a large area was not a good thing.

The street lights outside the community are dim, and the night wind blows, and plastic bags are floating on the road, making rustling sounds, making them look extremely deserted.

Shao Zifeng, who was standing by the roadside waiting for the bus, kept stomping his feet on the spot. The low temperature at night and the howling cold wind made him feel particularly sour and refreshed when he had just run out of sweat.

At this moment, the roar of the engine came faintly from afar.

Shao Zifeng turned his head and looked in that direction. Two bright headlights pierced the dark night sky, and the huge roar became clearer.

As soon as Shao Zifeng raised his hand, the car rushed past him in the wind. The warning light at the rear of the car pulled a straight red line in the night.

Now in the strong wind, Shao Zifeng, with messy hair, vaguely saw an LED light sign on the roof of the car, and the words that kept rolling on it were...

Welcome to Sucheng.

Shao Zifeng smoothed his hair with his hands and was amazed.

The familiar melody seemed to be remembered in his ears...

Catch shrimp house.

Atong died of illness and talked about Bifu...

Good, are taxis driven now as F1 racing cars?

Scream~!!!

The taxi that was leaving suddenly turned back with a beautiful big tail. After a moment, it stopped steadily in front of Shao Zifeng. The wheels were filled with hot white smoke, and the smell of burning skin was filled with the air.

The car window was lowered, revealing the face of a decadent uncle, with a beard on his face and his curly long hair casually dispersed.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the metal lighter flipped and shuttled between his thick fingers.

Pick.

The crisp sound of impact sounded, and the fire was shining, and the decadent uncle spitted out a smoke ring and swung his hand to put out the fire.

Under the street light, the middle-aged man smiled with a slutty smile on his lips and looked at Shao Zifeng with sharp eyes: "Haitty, where are you going?"

Shao Zifeng was a little hesitant. He was so wild and dressed casually. No matter how he looked at his temperament, he was all the young and dandy who were popular in the last century.

It seems that the person who came is not good.

Shao Zifeng took two steps back and looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly. His palm reached behind and held the bottom of his travel bag. There was a faint flame phantom jumping deep in his pupils, ready to burn through his backpack at any time to pull out the hidden edge.

The situation in front of him made him show signs of a persecution paranoia that had been silent for a long time in his heart.

The taxi driver looked at Shao Zifeng's eyes and was slightly stunned, with a touch of playfulness on the corner of his mouth.

"Vomit~"

At this moment, a sound of dry retching suddenly came from the car.

Shao Zifeng turned his head slightly, and saw a slender trembling hand stretching out from the back seat and patting the middle-aged uncle on the shoulder: "Uncle, stop making trouble, let Shao... vomit~"

The car window where she sat in the back quickly lowered, and Li Yiming covered his mouth and lay on the car window, making a violent sound of dry retching.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Shao Zifeng slowly relaxed. The flames disappeared deep in his pupils, but his right hand was still on the bottom of his backpack.

Seeing Li Yiming retching, the middle-aged uncle quickly turned around and patted his back gently, muttering: "It's all uncles. I forgot that you have had motion sickness since you were a child."

Shao Zifeng rolled his eyes when he heard this. Just your method of prescription will cause any problems.

Li Yiming, who stuck out the car window, waved his hand, slowly raised his head to reveal his pale cheeks, and he squeezed out a smile at Shao Zifeng: "Brother Shao, get in the car quickly."

The middle-aged uncle also turned his head and enthusiastically spoke to Shao Zifeng in a authentic dialect: "Yes, yes, brother suai gets on the bus quickly, Xiao Mingtadi asks me to pick you up."

Shao Zifeng looked at the middle-aged uncle with a smile on his face and pursed his lips.

At this time, he did not have the unruly and unruly aura he had before, with a simple and honest smile on his face, and his temperament had changed drastically. Compared with before, it seemed like he had changed someone else.

What a superb acting!

Unfortunately, I will, too.

Shao Zifeng pulled his hand out from under his backpack, held the middle-aged uncle's rough big hand, and showed a clear and gentle smile like a big boy next door: "That's thank you for your hard work."

The two of them looked at each other, and the smile on their faces was even better.

"Ha, little fox."

"Ha, old fox."

......

A slight sense of weightlessness came, and the taxi parked steadily at the gate of Suda. Through the car window, you could see two figures squatting under the street light from afar.

"Uncle, thank you for your business today. I wish you a prosperous business."

Shao Zifeng helped Li Yiming, who was pale, walk out of the car, and nodded to the honest middle-aged uncle.

"Okay, that uncle wishes you a victory!"

Looking at the taillights away, Shao Zifeng chewed the middle-aged uncle's words just now. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the uncle's last words were a bit gritted.

Didn't you offend him?

"The team is dirty."

Kaisal came up with a strange accent. Seeing Shao Zifeng holding Li Yiming and opening his mouth, he didn't say anything, but just took the initiative to take the travel bag.

Then…

He skillfully hung on the body of the snow-feathered owl, and the cool snow-feathered owl rolled his eyes in a sexual manner.

Shao Zifeng knew what Kaisar wanted to ask: "Yiming was a little motion sicker."

Kaiser nodded and said nothing.

Shao Zifeng glanced over the two of them. Thinking of the bald Qiang's arrangement yesterday, he perfunctorily pointed out the number of people: "1,2,3, everyone is here. By the way, Kaiser, Brother Qiang called the car..."

Before he finished speaking, a resentful voice rang behind Shao Zifeng, and his hair stood up in shock.

"Captain, you have forgotten me again."

Shao Zifeng turned his head stiffly, laughing dryly with awkward expression: "Haha...how could that happen...I'm just kidding, I remember your name...well, ￥%@classmate, right?"

Behind him was a thin boy with an ordinary face, so ordinary that he would forget what he looked like when he turned his head.

The boy raised his eyebrows slightly: "What you just said was ￥%@, right? So you don't remember me at all. I want to use this method to get through the test, right?"

Shao Zifeng's mouth twitched:...

Young man, it’s easy for you to have no friends like this. Why bother saying something clearly in your heart to make everyone embarrassed?
Chapter completed!