The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 149 The Old Man in the Village
The driver was trembling with fright, Lin Qiang put his hands into his pockets, and the driver even raised his hands in fright: "Brother, brother, I can go wherever you want, I don't want any money today, just don't kill me , I have an 80-year-old mother and a one-year-old baby, and the whole family relies on me to drive a taxi to support them."

Originally, Lin Qiang wanted to pay him another 100 yuan. The road was not easy to travel. Not only was it far away, but the road was also broken. When they went back, Lin Qiang took back the hand that was in his pocket.

"Master, don't get me wrong, we are not bad people."

Yang Fan patted the driver on the shoulder and said with a smile.

The driver didn't believe what he said at all. Generally, bad people would say that they were not bad people to deceive people's hearts. Now he just wanted to get them off the bus and leave them as soon as possible.

The car drove much faster on the road this time, but it was also much bumpier than before.

"Master, can you drive slowly? My heart, liver and lungs are almost broken by you."

Lin Qiang sat in the co-pilot and said impatiently.

Yang Fan was also bumped from the back and was about to get motion sickness. He held the handle so hard that his butt almost flew into the air.

But the driver seemed to be deaf and couldn't listen to Lin Qiang's words at all. He kept pressing the accelerator all the way, only wanting to get them to the stop quickly.

Dafei and Dadong returned to the abandoned building dejectedly, and saw Chen Zimo sitting on the bed in the monitoring room, smoking a cigarette with his head bowed, and the ground was full of cigarette butts.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Chen Zimo looked up and could see that the two of them had returned with no results. He didn't speak, and lowered his head again to take a puff of cigarette.

"Brother Mo, what should we do next?" Dadong asked.

Chen Zimo took a deep breath and did not speak.

Da Fei said with an aggrieved face: "Brother Mo, I...I didn't...didn't expect...that he could run...this matter..."

"Okay, okay." Chen Zimo waved his hand, interrupted Da Fei, and continued: "The matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk about it, the most important thing now is what to do, will this kid call the police after he runs away?" That's the key."

Da Dong said: "Brother Mo, he doesn't have a mobile phone with him."

"Are you fucking stupid? He's the only one in the world who can make phone calls? He won't go to the surrounding canteen to make public calls?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Zimo suddenly slapped his thigh: "By the way, Da Fei."

"Hey...hey, Brother Mo." Da Fei agreed.

Chen Zimo threw the cigarette butt on the ground, extinguished it, and said: "Da Fei, go to the nearby villages and ask, especially the canteens with public telephones. Ask me."

When Da Fei heard this, he nodded quickly, turned around and ran out. After a while, he drove out of the car in the yard.

Not long after the car drove there, another car came in, a blue taxi.

"Brother, here we are."

The corner of the taxi driver's mouth curled reluctantly, and he said to Lin Qiang.

Yang Fan opened the car door, jumped out and vomited.

Lin Qiang was so dizzy that he took out 100 yuan from his pocket and threw it to the driver. Without saying a word, he waved his hands and got out of the car. He almost fell when he got out of the car.

As soon as the door of the car was slammed, the taxi jumped out with a whoosh as if the engine was installed, and disappeared within a few seconds without slowing down when turning the corner.

Yang Fan and Lin Qiang drank a lot of wine, and the bumps along the road made them dizzy. They staggered into the building and asked anxiously when they saw Chen Zimo, "How is it? Has anyone been found?"

Chen Zimo lowered his head and did not speak. Seeing the displeasure on Chen Zimo's face, Yang Fan also saw the situation, sighed and sat on the chair and asked, "Brother Mo, what should we do now?"

Chen Zimo took a deep breath and said, "I've asked Dafei to search for it in a nearby village. I think I can find it with some effort. What I'm most afraid of now is that this kid will call the police."

When Lin Qiang heard what he said, his hands trembled a little. He didn't expect it to turn out like this. He never thought that Xia Yuxue might run away, nor did he think that a capable person like Chen Zimo couldn't stand it. A summer rain and snow.

But it has happened.

Yang Fan glanced at the time and asked, "How long has he been running?"

"It's been an hour and a half. If he had a car, he would probably be out of the province."

"I don't think he can run far. He doesn't have a mobile phone on him, and he doesn't know the way. The road conditions here are so complicated."

Chen Zimo took out his mobile phone and called Da Fei. Da Fei had just arrived at the village, and the phone rang before the car stopped.

When he saw that it was Brother Mo's call, there must be some news?

"Hey, Da Fei, have you found someone?" Chen Zimo spoke in a hurry.

"I just arrived at the head of the village, and I haven't entered the village yet." Da Fei thought to himself: Why are you in a hurry?Don't you know the way from the abandoned building to this village?Then it’s not easy to go, can I enter the village so quickly?
"It's already past eight o'clock. Find him quickly. If you can't find him tonight, don't come back."

After finishing speaking, Chen Zimo hung up the phone.

"What the fuck." Da Fei threw the phone on the passenger side and punched the steering wheel hard.

At this moment, the high beams of the car shone in front of him, and he saw a faint figure in the distance. The man bent over, dragged his legs, and staggered, walking out of a row of houses, covered by the high beams. The lamp shining is blocking his eyes with his hands.

"Holy shit, is that that kid?"

Da Fei quickly opened the car door and ran towards the man without even closing it.

The man in the distance couldn't open his eyes under the high-beam lights and was still cursing: "Who the hell stopped the car here? Turn on the high-beam lights to blind people? Can you drive?"

As soon as he finished muttering, Da Fei ran up to him, grabbed his arm, and shouted: "Don't move, come here."

After finishing speaking, Da Fei yanked the man vigorously, and pulled the man in front of his eyes. He took a closer look, and found that he was an old man in tatters, with a beard all over his face, and his hair was full of dirt. It looked like he hadn't washed it for a long time.

His legs seemed to be a little limp, and his back was a little hunched, and his face was full of wrinkles. Da Fei said discouragedly: "Damn, you're not staying at home in the middle of the night, so why don't you run out and turn around?"

"I want to have a home and I'm still wandering around outside?" The old man glanced at him and continued: "Let go, why are you holding on to me?"

Da Fei then let go of his hand, clapped his hands and said, "Go, go, go wherever you need to go."

When he was done, he turned and walked away.

The old man watched him walk a few meters, shook his head and said, "I just met a fool, and here comes another fool."

Da Fei was taken aback for a moment, turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"

The old man pursed his lips, glanced at Da Fei, bent his waist and put his hands behind his back, and said, "He just left and asked me to find him a place to live. Another one came and asked me to go home and stay there." Yes, if I can find a fucking place to live, why should I hang around outside? I think you are all sick."

Da Fei grabbed his collar and asked, "You just said that someone asked you to find him a place to live?"

The old man pulled his hand away forcefully, and said angrily, "What are you doing? Do you still want to beat me?"

(End of this chapter)