Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 21 I Taught Him to Be a Man

The car key was pulled out when the driver got off, and the door was locked while checking the car.

The hood of the car was opened, and the flashlight was on, but it was not to repair the car, but the switch in the car was in the hood.

In a completely enclosed space, only a small amount of self-made spray is needed, and within half a minute, no matter how many people are sitting in the car, they will be unconscious on the spot.

This group of people has always been seeking money rather than life. Most of the time they commit crimes at night, stealing money and property after causing people to fall into a coma, and then throwing people beside the garbage dump.

The method seems mild, but it is after all a matter of seeking people and money.

Fan Chengfeng didn't know how many times this group of people had done such deeds, and why such a dirty place like Taoju still established itself in the provincial capital openly?
The driver turned on the switch inside the hood of the car, closed it again, smiled at Fan Chengfeng, and lit a cigarette.

When he turned his head, the driver's smile was even brighter.

Baye Lin has already sent a message. After the ticket is finished, he will take the big head and share [-] yuan alone. The remaining [-] yuan will be shared equally between Baye Lin and the two shop assistants.

[-] in Shannan is enough for the driver to spend half a year here and there.

As for half a year later, let's wait until that time.

The cigarette was lit, he puffed and puffed skillfully, took out his phone to check the time, this self-made spray should not be inhaled too much, otherwise it will easily cause cerebellar death.

Bang!
The moment the driver lowered his head to pick up the phone, the idiot with a lot of money sitting in the co-pilot put away his phone at some point, and a gleaming big knife appeared in his hand. The handle of the knife hit the glass window heavily.

Bang!
There was another impact, and the man turned directly into a blade that cut towards the front glass window.

Under the surprised gaze of the driver, the glass window was directly cracked with shocking marks, the handle of the knife was hammered, and the glass shattered.

A black shadow flashed past, and the Shamate driver turned around to flee, but felt a chill on his neck, his legs went limp on the spot, and he slumped on the ground.

The driver walked by the river not once or twice, but it was the first time he encountered such a situation. When Fan Chengfeng rushed out of the glass window, he seemed to be in that ghost movie called Sadako. .

Where did that shining sword come from?

The driver remembered very clearly that when he got into the car, he was just holding a paper bag containing 16 yuan, a knife so long that anyone who was not blind could see it.

Not to mention conjuring a knife out of thin air, rushing out of the car is more like a tiger descending a mountain.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The driver felt the cold on the blade, and his whole face turned ashen.

A trace of blood slid down the sword, and the driver trembled like chaff, shouting loudly, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't do anything."

The current situation of Killing Matt Driver is very similar to a short joke. It said that when a certain laboratory was bored, a prisoner was caught and conducted an experiment. He blindfolded the prisoner and slashed his wrist with the back of a knife. Put a dripping prop next to it, and the ticking is similar to the situation when the wrist is bleeding.

And three years later, those people came to observe the results of the experiment, the person was already dead, and concluded that psychological hints can affect people's thinking, that person subconsciously thought that he was going to die, and was frightened to death.

Of course, actually starved to death.

The driver's experience was similar to that of the prisoner. The blood that fell from the knife did not flow from the driver's neck, but from Fan Chengfeng's palm.

The moment he jumped out of the taxi, Fan Chengfeng made a habitual movement of borrowing force, but the palm of his hand was naturally pierced on the cracked glass shards, blood on his hand.

"You didn't do anything?"

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, "Don't think that I don't know about the affair between you and Baye Lin, it's impossible for me to settle this matter today."

Fan Chengfeng is not interested in knowing what kind of person Baye Lin was and what role Taoju played in the past. Since he came here to make his own ideas, please leave something behind.

I drove the car into a dead end, and very few people would come here. At first, it was for the convenience of myself, but the driver never thought of it, and in the end it became a reminder for me.

With the knife resting on his neck, the driver was trembling, and he didn't have the courage to raise his voice to shout, he just hoped that his cute and pitiful appearance would make others show kindness.

"Brother, Baye Lin asked me to do that. I'm just an errand runner. As the saying goes, there is a wrong and a debt. You must be aware of the details."

This kind of person, when a disaster is imminent, the first thought is naturally to push all the responsibilities on other people, as much as they can, and it is best to prove that they are a pure and innocent little man.

"I'll go to Mr. Lin to settle the score with him, but we have to settle the matter with you."

The big knife spun around his neck, the driver took a breath of air-conditioning on the spot, and some liquid flowed out from somewhere unconsciously.

Fan Chengfeng showed a look of disdain coldly, "You and I know what's in the car, and the 16 yuan is painful for you, right?"

The driver kept his mouth shut, all his sophistry was based on the fact that the other party didn't know the situation, but now he was like a transparent person, with no secrets at all in front of the other party, no matter how much he said, it was useless. Because the other party will not believe it at all.

"16, my wife Ben, if you don't guard against it a little bit, wouldn't you want to break up a marriage alive?"

Fan Chengfeng spoke sharply, but the driver remained silent.

"If I hadn't been alert, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life."

Fan Chengfeng grabbed the driver's sleeve and lifted him up, "Thinking about such a big matter now, I still feel a little scared."

"Brother, I understand, I really understand."

Even though the driver wasn't very good, he was indeed very good. Before Fan Chengfeng finished speaking, he understood what it meant.

"I think the mental damage fee of 80 yuan is still very reasonable,"

The driver paralyzed again, really unable to complain.

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead. If you can't get 80, you don't want to get away with 10. If you can't get it, ask Baye Lin to get it."

The driver looked at Fan Chengfeng in disbelief, "Brother, you really are from out of town, right? Lin Baye is not a simple person, you ask him to take money to compensate?"

Regardless of whether people are willing to give it or not, even if you give it, you have to be careful if you have money to spend your life.

"Killing people to pay for their lives and debts to pay back money are justified. If Lin Ba doesn't know how to flatter him, I'll teach him how to behave."

Fan Chengfeng brandished his broadsword with a murderous look.

(End of this chapter)