Du Xiaolin took a deep look at Yang Xiaobao. She consciously gave up any idea of rejecting and refuting Yang Xiaobao, and closed her mouth depressed. This man is too speechless, whether it is working together or verbal confrontation between each other, let her give birth to a deep sense of frustration: from the beginning to know to treat his injury, to now follow him to the end of the world, she is like a naive primary school student, arranged by Yang Xiaobao at will. No matter what, she, a doctor who has studied abroad, is also a social elite. It's a blow to her self-esteem.
Recalling these speechless and helpless things, Du Xiaolin sighed gently, and suddenly said: "maybe the most wrong decision I ever made was to save you that night."
"Hahaha..." Yang Xiaobao said with a laugh: "an hour ago, I gave you the chance to regret. Do you want to get on my car and follow me..."
"What's in your car? This is obviously my own car, OK? " Du Xiaolin said that Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to grasp this kind of small mistake.
"It won't be your car soon." Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said carelessly, "have you forgotten what I just said? The car will soon be wanted by the police. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the car can no longer be used and must be replaced as soon as possible. "
Du Xiaolin's nose let out a light hum, curled his mouth and said: "easy to say! How to change it? To steal? "
Yang Xiaobao glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes narrowed, and said with a smile: "I've stolen people and hearts in my life, but I've never stolen anything. It's just a car. There are many ways. "
Seeing that this rascal has no good intentions and is obviously turning to the unhealthy side of his speech, I'm sure there will be nothing good to say. Du Xiaolin's pretty face was slightly red, and she said "bah" softly, and she didn't want to talk to him any more. However, he was still intrigued by Yang Xiaobao and didn't understand what his so-called method was?
As they were talking, a black Mercedes Benz sped past the overtaking lane on the inner side of the highway. The front window rolled down and a drink can was thrown out.
There was a loud bang, which hit the windshield of the car in which Yang Xiaobao and Du Xiaolin were riding. Fortunately, it hit the corner of the windshield, and it didn't directly smash it and fall on people. Yang Xiaobao's reaction was quick enough to hold the steering wheel in time, so there was no car driving into the ditch. Rao is not in danger, but also scared Du Xiaolin white face, angry that she is such a lady who doesn't even say half a dirty word on weekdays, can't help but yell at each other and greet each other's 18 generations of female relatives directly.
However, Yang Xiaobao didn't look angry. He looked up at the black Mercedes Benz in front of him, which almost killed people. He said thoughtfully: "actually, Mercedes Benz is not bad..."
Du Xiaolin hasn't responded yet. Yang Xiaobao has stepped on the accelerator, quietly increased the speed, and clenched in the back of the black Mercedes Benz, but he doesn't get too close. He always keeps a safe distance that just won't be lost.
Two hours later, just at lunch time, Yang Xiaobao followed the car into the expressway service area.
After getting off the bus and entering the cafeteria in the service area, I saw that the driver of the black Mercedes Benz had found a seat with the dinner plate. This life is very tall and big, the figure is very big, a big pie face is full of meat, hammer like sharp outline of the chin with a large number of ferocious beard, there is a very obvious scar on the forehead.
It has to be said that this person's appearance is obviously excellent and domineering. An obvious evidence is that the seats in the dining room of the high-speed service area are obviously very tight, but he does his duty by himself, holding two seats with his legs open. However, no one ever asked him to move in the past, even no one who was willing to sit in the seat beside him.
This scar brother seems to be arrogant enough to take it for granted. After eating two mouthfuls of rice, he naturally raised a cigarette, and the ash bounced directly on the table, ignoring the "no smoking" notice on the wall. Not surprisingly, no staff dare to stand up to remind and stop. In the service area of the expressway, no matter the passengers passing by or the waiters working here, they are all well-informed social people. As long as you look at them, you can see that they can't be provoked and there's no need to be provoked. It's the best policy to turn a blind eye to the past
Yang Xiaobao gave a slight sneer and made a gesture, indicating that Du Xiaolin would go to order food first, but he walked straight to the other side.
"Don't... don't make trouble." Du Xiaolin shook her head and said in a low voice, reaching out to stop Yang Xiaobao. It's not the first time for her to see Yang Xiaobao's style. With her eyes closed, she can see that Yang Xiaobao won't do anything good when she walks over.
"It's OK. I just went to talk to him." Yang Xiaobao went straight to brother scar and sat down across a long dining table. The latter obviously didn't pay attention to what happened when he was overtaking on the highway just now. He just looked up at the strange man sitting opposite him. He didn't seem to be impressed at all. He continued to puff on his own.
Without saying a word, Yang Xiaobao lit a cigarette and said casually, "brother, do you know me?"
Brother scar raised his head slightly and sneered at Yang Xiaobao. He grinned and showed his white teeth: "I know you. When I passed your car, it seemed that I dropped a drink can on your car. I don't think you're still in one piece? There's no such thing as a rollover and a lack of arms and legs, so should you thank me? "
This remark is not caring, but also with a bit of disdain and indifference. Yang Xiaobao nodded, fully aware that there was no possibility of peaceful negotiation to solve the problem. This guy is very clever, and he's not ashamed of himself. He hopes to reason with others. That's like playing the piano to a cow.
"Well said, it makes sense." Yang Xiaobao tilted his head for a moment, frowned and said, "I don't seem to have any way to refute you."
"Of course it makes sense." Brother scar grinned again, stretched his head to Yang Xiaobao, and said in a low voice with a sneer, "I can tell you frankly that it's not my carelessness, but I did it on purpose. Because I honked the horn three times in the back, you didn't get out of the way. It's no more than three. Do you understand? "