Chapter 31

White fat man wanted to curse, but just opened his mouth, there was a kind of unspeakable killing in Lin Yu's eyes, which suddenly burst out, stabbed him to the bottom of his heart, and made him shiver inexplicably. If he wanted to curse, he would not dare to say anything again. He didn't look over his head and deliberately put on a haughty look, "little rascal without quality, I don't have the same understanding with you. ”

Lin Yu had a sneering smile on his lips. Now that the matter was over, he didn't have the heart to pay any attention to him. He just farted when he said "hooligan" by Bai Pang.

He turned around and yelled to the driver, "master, it's OK. Let's drive." The driver who had stopped the car and stood up to calm down nodded, sat back without expression, restarted the car and drove forward.

"Thank you, young man." The old man said gratefully to Lin Yu. Lin Yu just shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything.

The people in the car were silent, and no one spoke. When he was twenty years old, the other one was not tall, and the other was not tall. Seeing the fat man in white shirt with briefcase and back to the door, the three people's eyes lit up at the same time, exchanged a hidden look, squeezed past, and seemingly inadvertently surrounded him.

When the car started again, it was still silent. It was too hot. Even with air conditioning, the car was so hot that it made people drowsy.

Over there, Lin Yu didn't pay attention to the things around him. He just stood by the old man and frowned at him. His brows were locked, as if he saw something different. However, when his eyes were slanting and his brows were picking, he had already seen the three people with some secret actions. He couldn't help but be happy. He stood there, slanting his eyes, watching the excitement with great interest.

With his eyes, we can see who these three people are. But he didn't say a word, and he didn't have the obligation to remind the damn fat man.

The tall and thin young man opened a ball newspaper, as if he was absorbed in the newspaper, but inadvertently, he had already blocked the waist of the fat man with white shirt. Another chubby accomplice was holding the cross bar, and the blade between his two fingers flashed a light, and quietly rowed to the trousers pocket of the fat man with white shirt.

The cloth cracked silently, and a wallet fell into the hands of the short fat man and quickly handed over to Huang Mao. Professional quality is absolutely first-class.

There was a hoarse voice, but there was a little panic

The cry broke the silent lake like a stone. The whole car was shocked. Looking back, he saw that the old man was shaking his fingers and pointing to the yellow hair. At that time, the yellow hair was holding the wallet in his hand and was going to put it in his arms.

Facing the focus of the full car's eyes, the three people's faces didn't change color. The yellow hair was slowly putting his wallet in his arms. He looked like he was going through the wind and rain. However, his venomous eyes fixed on the old man and muttered, "this old man is immortal."

"That's my purse!" At this time, the fat man with a white shirt touched his pants pocket, turned his head and looked at it again. Suddenly, his face changed. He reached out to grab it, but Huang Mao cleverly hid from him? Do you want to make an international joke and ask it to agree? " Huang Mao shakes his wallet and makes it clear that he is not ready to spit out the meat in his mouth. He steals secretly and upgrades it to open robbery.

"You, you return my wallet, master, don't stop, open the police station, I want to call the police..." The fat man in the white shirt was so angry that his fat face turned purple. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone to call the police. Suddenly, he shivered and froze there.

A sharp dagger quietly has been on his waist, to help him fight off the heat.

Looking back, the tall and thin young man with the ball newspaper grinned at him, revealing his yellow teeth. The dagger under the cover of the ball newspaper was chilling. The fat man with white shirt bit his teeth and lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to move any more. He forced himself to hold back and turned his head, picked up his mobile phone and stopped talking.

At the same time, the dagger was taken back. The driver on the bus was silent and didn't say anything. He is still driving steadily. In fact, he has seen a lot of such things, and he has already seen them. In addition, the white fat man is not authentic, so it's good for him to suffer some losses. Even if the thief doesn't show his knife, he's not going to drive the car to the police station - it's good to punish the villain who has no public morality in this way. It's extreme, but it's really enjoyable.

It's like everything's coming to an end. However, the next scene made the atmosphere in the car tense again.

"Old man, who did you say was the thief just now?" Huang Mao picked up his wallet and refused to give up. He walked to the old man and stared at him.

"You, you are a thief, steal his things, he, he is the person who lost things, can do evidence..." The old man was startled and shrunk back, but he still summoned up courage to look up and pointed to the fat man in white shirt with trembling fingers. At the same time, pitifully toward the people around to throw help in the eyes, but still no one cares about him.

The fat man with a white shirt was robbed of his wallet. He knew that he had been stolen, but he could only suffer from dumb losses. His shame and indignation had just calmed down. However, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed out that he felt that he had been pushed to the top of the mountain again. Under the gaze of the whole car, what he wanted was not to thank anyone, but to feel the anger of losing face—— When the old man pointed out that he couldn't come out to testify? If you don't testify, you will lose face. If he proves, he will be humiliated by several hooligans again."Bah!" He coughed up a mouthful of sputum and spit it on the garbage bag. He turned and pushed his head forward without looking back. He would rather lose face than be the damned victim witness. Up to now, there is still a bit of cold on the waist.

"Dead boss, who was stolen? It is clear that you are the old man who is framing me. You are struggling and suffering. Do you want me to help you out and send you to have tea with Lord Yan in advance? " Huang Mao said that he just slapped him in the face, but he didn't know how to make a trip under his feet. He rushed out and knocked his forehead on the guardrail. His eyes were full of stars, and his head was bulging with a bag.

"Grass you, you want to die?" Huang Mao's two accomplices could see clearly that the moment Huang Mao rushed over, the tall young man next to the old man suddenly felt like he didn't stand firmly, and "very carelessly" stretched out a foot, which made Huang Mao knock a big bag on his head. The two comrades were angry. They jumped forward, one in front of the other in the middle of the tall young man.

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