It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Wearing a bright helmet, Liang Yueyang straddled his long legs and got on the beautiful motorcycle. Qiao Jin looked at the takeaway box behind the motorcycle, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

These days, food deliveries can afford to pack first-line fresh meat!

Yun Mao looked back angrily, and saw Qiao Jin, who was pulling his hair with his hands and staring in disbelief, tilted his head and asked, "Are you practicing facial expressions here?"

I was so scared that I couldn't support Sunshine Xiaosheng's character.Qiao Jin squinted at Yun Mao and smiled hypocritically.

No, this car, Ducati!Fuck, it's used to deliver food, you don't consider annual inspection, tax payment, and travel restrictions!

Qiao Jin, who was shattered by the impacted worldview, watched Liang Yueyang turn into a shining arc, feeling infinite resentment in his heart.It was a beautiful day to be rich.

Yun Mao walked out sullenly.

No... Where's the fat cat?Jokin frowned thoughtfully.

After the props and scenes were set up, it was getting late, the scene was chaotic, and the director was tired. I tried several times after watching the main character try out scenes. Baby is gone.

Qiao Jin, who had been waiting for nothing, was not in a good mood.Anyway, I can't survive two episodes, and I can withdraw early after filming, and I can go to other places to run errands to earn some extra money.

The black and wild locomotive shines brightly under the street lights.Qiao Jin patted his precious horse, his non-aggressive expression was absent during the day, his dark eyes gleamed with unrestrained light, and his thin lips curled into a wry smile that was different from usual, his whole face seemed much more relaxed.

He put on the helmet and sighed melancholy: "Old partner, I can't afford it for you. Let's go to KFC for the night."

Come on, I can't afford it.

He stretched his legs and stepped on the motorcycle, and the appearance of the man on the motorcycle at noon suddenly flashed in his mind. It didn't look like a crazy type, and he was suitable for driving a small car.

Cherishing my motorcycle, since I don’t have the money to change the mount anyway, I deceive myself: “I still love you very much.” I will sell it if I can’t afford it anymore...

The nearest 24-hour store will take nearly an hour to run, and you will pass an old bridge on the way. If you get on this bridge, you will enter the densely populated old city.

The night in early summer is very cool. Cycling in a place with few people and a large green area, the wind seems to be mixed with a bit of chill.Qiao Jin shook his head, full of wonder: "Summer, this is summer."

The extremely clear road under the street lights is slowly smoldering in the night.A good locomotive still has no noise during its high speed, but in it, the wind howls, and part of the hearing is suppressed in the ears.

Although the hearing was not sensitive enough, the blurred vision quickly surprised Jokin.Although sleeping in KFC is uncomfortable, rest must be enough.

The fog gradually thickened, and Qiao Jin cursed in a low voice: "Fog? What the hell?"

There was a sudden cold shiver on the back of his right hand, Jokin's hand shook uncontrollably, and the locomotive made a low creak and deviated a little from the direction.

Qiao Jin hurriedly braked, and the locomotive stopped steadily in the middle of the road amidst the harsh sliding sound.Under the dim light and in the hazy fog, a man riding a black motorcycle clenched his right hand and was carefully examining the back of his hand.

"There's nothing there." Qiao Jin stomped his foot impatiently, changed his foot to support the car, and raised his eyes to look ahead. The visible range of the fog suppression is estimated to be only 200 meters.

A slight sound came from behind, which seemed to be the sound of a car.Jokin looked back, but couldn't see anything clearly.

"Quack."

Jokin turned on the headlights.The penetrating headlights slammed into the road.

The white light illuminated a fluorescent license plate, but unfortunately it flashed by, as if it was beyond the scope of the light.

Jokin hurried to follow.It is safer to follow the car in the fog.Although not necessary.This road goes straight to the bridge.What's the name of that bridge?That's right, Xin'anqiao is not good enough for me, it's rich.

In the mist, many things are secretly surging.

Qiao Jin chased him all the way, but he didn't see the car again. The street sign read "Xin'an Bridge" under the light.

After only walking for a moment, Qiaojin couldn't help but yell at the bridge: "Damn, is this fog?"

The fog in the air has thickened to the point of white smoke, and the bridge is very short, but Qiao Jin walked infinitely aggrieved. He was moving forward a little bit, but suddenly his hands felt numb. Trembling, he fell forward.

Fuck - crashed!Mom, do you want to run away, I have no money!

Qiao Jin touched his face decadently, and sold himself.Resigned to his fate, he got out of the car, waved away the white smoke, and walked forward. There was a familiar locomotive lying on the ground.

Takeaway cart.The takeaway boy is so dedicated?

Ahhh, isn't this the car of the number one male patron?Such a precious car was just thrown on the side of the road!

Hey, what about people?

Qiao Jin squatted down suspiciously, stretched out his hand to fiddle with it, and found that he was only pressed against the takeaway box, and then rubbed against the car body through the takeaway box, but with this layer of buffer, I believe there will be no damage.That's great, Qiao Jin wiped away his bitter tears, and it's still acceptable to pay for a takeaway box.

There is a faint smell of dust in the air.Jokin frowned and sniffled, what happened tonight was so strange.

The car lay on the far right side of the driveway.Qiaojin stepped on the sidewalk one step higher, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a blurry figure.

Thinking of the ocean-like man with the fresh cedar smell, Qiao Jin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and then immediately put it away, because he has already kept the little fresh meat.

"Hello..." The voice just popped out a word, but it was stuck abruptly.

The person in front of him turned his head slowly, but... his body didn't move at all.On the pitch-black face, only two pale eye sockets were shining.

Although he had no eyeballs, Qiao Jin clearly felt that his strange eyes were fixed on him, and he seemed to have found something happy, and the cracked mouth gradually revealed white teeth.

The crescent-shaped teeth became bigger and bigger, and Qiao Jin's mind went blank, as if he had hit a ghost.

With two eyes and one mouth, the white triangular shape was extremely prominent in the night, and the monster staggered a step towards Jokin with its bulky body.

Jokin felt a layer of white sweat emerging from his body.But seeing that piece of white suddenly turned up, a delicate hand pressed its forehead, and then with a force, the black monster lost its figure in an instant,

Plop - the clear sound of splashing water came from afar, and it turned out that it fell headlong into the water?

The hairy Qiaojin kept stretching forward with one hand to say hello, and the expression on his face twitched stiffly.Another figure appeared in the mist. Seeing the revealed outline, Qiaojin was not happy in time, and immediately felt a bone-chilling chill.