Chapter 1087

12 p.m.

Time goes into winter.

Due to the geographical location of Jiangzhou, although the temperature is still very high in the daytime, it is cool at night, and the temperature difference between day and night has changed.

Zhang Yuan, wearing a coat and a cap, walked out of the bar and quickly to the opposite parking lot.

After he got rich, he fell in love with the profligacy of the bar.

Here, as long as he has money, he can feel the feeling of being human.

That feeling fascinated him.

He began to miss this kind of life, so he didn't want to die before he found Xu Shaochen and asked Xu Shaochen to send him away.

I don't know what happened. Tonight, his right eyelid kept jumping, and he felt a little flustered.

This feeling makes him very uncomfortable, so he left the bar early, ready to return to his temporary resting place.

Twelve o'clock, it's a very early time for the people of the mixed bar.

His steps are faster and faster, his eyes are floating around from time to time, as if he always feels someone staring at him in the dark.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, he didn't notice. He kicked over the basin used by a broken foot beggar on the ground and scattered the banknotes.

"You don't have eyes! Blind, isn't it! "

The beggar who had broken his feet opened his old quilt and stood up directly, swearing at Zhang Yuan.

Obviously, Zhang Yuan is a miracle doctor. He cured the broken foot beggar in minutes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

Looking at the beggar standing up, Zhang Yuan was also stunned for a while, apologizing, and then continued to walk to the parking lot without looking back. The pace of his feet was faster.

"Maddy, are you afraid to miss the last bus on huangquan road?"

The beggar looked at Zhang Yuan's back for a long time, swearing, and at the same time bowed his head to pick up the money scattered on the ground.

After counting them, he shook his head and mumbled to himself:

"the business is getting worse these days. The industry is in a cold winter and the income is getting less and less. This year, the income is only 1000 yuan. It seems that another day we have to lie on the other side of the road."

The beggar's scolding voice is not small. Zhang Yuan naturally heard it.

If it's normal, according to his current temper, he will definitely turn back to teach the beggar a lesson.

But I can't today, because the unease in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He was not superstitious before.

But since he became a killer, he began to believe in this aspect. Every day, he had to offer incense to a Buddha he invited.

Finally, he came to his car, just reached out to open the door, the door has been opened a seam.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a hand reached out and closed the door which had just been opened.

Zhang Yuan's face changed greatly. He looked up. He did not know when he had been blocked by three people.

His heart trembled because he never found three people hiding here.

"Three, I don't know which way."

He resisted the shock in his heart, and at the same time, he felt the trace of one hand to his waist.

Where is a dagger? After all, he has just started his career, and there is no way to get a gun.

"PATA!"

As soon as his hand was in his waist, a gun was put on his head.

"Is Zhang Yuan? I advise you not to make meaningless resistance. We have no malice towards you, but someone wants to see you and come with us. "

The first one looked at Zhang Yuan coldly and said, these three people are exactly the three confidants sent by Zhao Chen to find Zhang Yuan.

The three of them spent a lot of time staring at Zhang Yuan. They didn't know that Zhao Chen and Xie Ru had been killed in one pot.

"Well, well, don't hurt me. I'll come with you."

Zhang Yuan raised his hand, and after a few days, he became more and more afraid of things.

"Get in the car."

The three pushed Zhang Yuan directly into a car next to him.

Zhang Yuan's reaction came from this. He had been waiting for his car since the other side had been staring at him.

What about the feeling that he was just being watched all the way?

Is it really an illusion?

After Zhang Yuan was taken to the car, the three drove to their destination.

In the car, the leader took out his cell phone to call Zhao Chen.

However, after several times of fighting, he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition.

"Bang!"

The car just drove to the intersection, a white Toyota bully suddenly rushed out and directly hit the car on the ground.

Then three more cars came from the other intersections.

A total of four cars, down a dozen people began to approach the car Zhang Yuan.

When the car overturned, Zhang Yuan climbed out of the window because he was lucky to sit near the door.

He was filled with joy.

This traffic accident really came in time to let him escape.

But as soon as he got out, he was held in the head with a gun.

Zhang Yuan's body is frozen in place, as if even the blood has stopped flowing.

This is the second time he's been shot in the head this evening.

"Big Brother, don't Don't shoot. "

Zhang Yuan even dare not look up to see who the other side is, stammered.

"Take it away."

A cold voice sounded, Zhang Yuan was once again pushed on a car.

Soon, all the people got on the bus, and three cars left quickly.

The white bully didn't leave, but hit the accelerator again and hit the car that was knocked over for the second time.

After all, the boss said that the three men were ordered by Mr. Xu, and they must be shut up.

At the same time, the car that was knocked over, a person confused to wake up, hard to climb out.

As soon as he put his head out, he saw a white Toyota bully rush over and his face was frightened.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise. The car that was knocked over was directly deformed, and it was very difficult for the people in it not to die.

Toyota, which has been badly deformed in the front of the car, left.

Before leaving, the driver in the car looked up.

The cameras at the intersection have long disappeared without trace, leaving only a few lines hanging there.

"You, who are you? Where are you taking me? Do you want money? I have only 300000 left in my card. I'll give it to you. Can I free it? "

On the bus, Zhang Yuan said timidly, his face white, his forehead already exuded a dense cold sweat.

Two million, only 300000 in a few days.

Zhang Yuan is a real spendthrift. He lives this life every day. No one wants to die early.