If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Jiang Yifan is a taxi driver by profession.

He doesn't really like this job very much, but for him, there is no job that he likes very much.

The quality of the guest carried this time obviously needs to be improved. He raised his legs high and put his feet on the bridge.

Jiang Yifan's eyelids twitched, but in the end he couldn't hold back the cleanliness in his heart, and said coldly, "I'm carrying passengers, not corpses. I've never heard of living people being so sprawling and wanting to raise their braids."

The passenger glanced at him and replied, "I paid for it, and I can drip it as I like."

Jiang Yifan had no choice but to encounter such a scoundrel, he couldn't open the car door and drive him out.

Although he still wants to do it.

After finally getting this person out of the car, Jiang Yifan turned the car around, and just before it started again, a person came from behind and directly opened the rear door and sat on the back seat.

Jiang Yifan was looking down at the order, and as expected, the person gave him a bad review as soon as he got out of the car.

Cursing inwardly, he stuffed the phone back into his pocket, glanced at the newcomer through the rearview mirror, and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

A hard object suddenly hit the back of Jiang Yifan's head.

It was a pistol.

Those who are so blatant should be from the Jiang family.

Jiang Yifan's expression didn't change, and he even made a mocking smile: "Let me guess who is in power now. Jiang Yuanzhou, or Jiang Moyao? Who won the fight between my two cousins? Or, Do you want to work together to solve me before continuing to fight?"

The man's gun pressed down, causing Jiang Yifan to frown.

"Don't worry, young master, you'll know soon." The man said, "Turn left and go straight at the next intersection."

Jiang Yifan turned the steering wheel and drove as he said.

In fact, he wasn't worried that this person would dare to shoot him. If he really wanted to kill him, he could do it as soon as he got in the car, so there was no need to wait until now.

But they took such a lot of trouble to catch themselves back, and they don't know what their plans are.Could it be that he wanted to settle accounts with the old man after Qiu Hou?

Full of doubts, Jiang Yifan arrived at the destination.

The man behind carefully handcuffed his hands behind his back, and then dragged him all the way to the opposite factory building.

While getting off the car, Jiang Yifan already noticed that this place is located in the suburbs.

He had nothing to be afraid of, as he walked all the way in, as expected, there was a man waiting for him inside, looking like a big boss.

Looking at the man in all black suits standing behind him, no matter how serious the atmosphere was, Jiang Yifan couldn't help laughing.

"Jiang Moyao, your bad habit of putting on a show hasn't changed." He raised his eyebrows, and sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed facing the field. He should be called the second cousin's humanity.

Maybe it's because the Jiang family has good genes, and Jiang Moyao is not bad looking.

But at this moment, he was playing with the knife in his hand with a gloomy face, and his eyes on Jiang Yifan were not very friendly.

"Compared to you, it's obviously a snake, pretending to be like a rabbit. Now that the handcuffs have been undone, why are you still holding them?" Jiang Moyao leaned back on the back of the chair, like a dormant bird. black panther.

Seeing that he was seen through, Jiang Yifan wasn't annoyed, he flung the handcuffs aside graciously, startling the man who had just handcuffed him.

"Won't you invite me to sit down?" Jiang Yifan glanced into the empty factory building, trying to find one or two things to sit on.

Jiang Moyao winked at the people behind, and after a while, someone brought a folding chair over and put it down behind Jiang Yifan.

Jiang Yifan sat comfortably on the chair, straightened his tousled hair, and said, "I guess you called me here, not just to catch up on old times."

Jiang Moyao clasped his hands, and the knife was cleverly held in the tiger's mouth by him. He leaned slightly and said, "I heard that you have been in contact with that kid from the Ding family recently."

Jiang Yifan replied with a half-smile: "My cousin has a good ear, unexpectedly I found out the news so quickly. Yes, I have been in touch with you a lot lately, and we had dinner together yesterday."

Jiang Moyao was obviously disdainful of his attitude, he said in a deep voice, "Then why didn't you kill him."

"I don't have the courage to kill people on the street."

"If you want to kill someone, are you afraid you won't find a chance? Don't give me sloppy eyes." Jiang Moyao raised his voice, and he threw the knife in his hand in a state of anger.

Jiang Yifan made a wrong body shape and tilted his head to avoid the oncoming knife.

Seeing the handle of the knife which was still slightly shaking when it was plunged into the back of the chair, Jiang Yifan's expression was also a little grim.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Jiang Yifan's voice was calm, but his eyes were not very friendly.

"The Ding family killed his uncle, and he is the only son of the Ding family, Ding Fengyi's own son. I want you, kill him."

"You want me to do something to my brother?" Jiang Yifan's eyes were dimmed, and his aura became more and more unpredictable. He was like a entrenched poisonous snake, spitting his words slightly, and he didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, but everyone wanted to attack him. Know he's a dangerous guy.

The kind that could kill someone with one move.

"He's not your brother, I am." Jiang Moyao said sharply.

"Are you pointing a gun at my elder brother?" Jiang Yifan sneered, his words merciless.He paused and then said: "Jiang Moyao, let me tell you the truth, no matter whether you want to kill Ding Fengyi or the entire Ding family, if you dare to attack Ding Yisen, your head will follow Your neck is divided."

Jiang Moyao was very angry at his words, blushing, angry and annoyed.

Jiang Yifan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he got up and walked out, but no one dared to stop him.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Jiang Moyao said: "If you insist on protecting him, then I can only deal with you together. Then don't blame me for being merciless."

Jiang Yifan looked at him and said with a smile, "You want to kill me? It depends on whether the people under you agree or not. If you kill the old boss' own son, how many people will obey you?" Jiang Yifan looked at the other side with satisfaction. Jiang Moyao's face froze because of his words, and he continued: "And you are so eager to take revenge, not all for the sake of establishing your prestige, do you want me to make Jiang Ershao's secret love for his uncle public?"

"You..." Jiang Moyao pointed at him and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Cousin, fight with me, you are still a little tender. I still say that, move other people casually, if you want to touch Ding Yisen, you have to step over my corpse first." Jiang Yifan dropped these words, everyone Lie Lie left the factory.

Jiang Moyao and a group of people were left in place, not knowing what they were thinking.

Jiang Yifan found his own taxi, got in, got the key and turned on the switch, stepped on the accelerator and left in a hurry.

While driving, he put on his earphones and called Ding Yisen.

The call was connected after a while, and Ding Yisen's characteristic low-pitched voice came from along the earphone cable: "Yifan, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, you're in a meeting?" Jiang Yifan looked at the date and realized that today is the weekly meeting of Ding Yisen's company.

"Just finished." Ding Yisen picked up his coat and put it on while tidying up the things on the table. The cell phone was still between his head and shoulders.

Jiang Yifan heard him say lazily over there: "I have to have dinner with Mr. Wang's daughter later, you know, it's just Wang Chuchu, we used to build sandcastles together when we were young."

Jiang Yifan slipped his foot and almost drove the car into a ditch.

After finally turning the steering wheel hard to turn the car back on the right track, he heard Ding Yisen say over there: "Dad always arranges some weird blind dates for me, and he insists that Xiao Ran is not suitable for me. I am generous and independent, but I don’t have any family power to support me. I guess Chuchu doesn’t know that I have a girlfriend, so I have to explain it to her later.”

After Jiang Yifan listened to this, he no longer had any desire to speak.

"Well, you can decide for yourself." He perfunctory casually, and hung up the phone.

The hands holding the steering wheel tightened, and he looked ahead with murderous eyes, thinking about how to push Ding Yisen's head down into the stinky ditch.

Jiang Yifan's feelings for Ding Yisen are actually quite complicated, a bit more than ordinary brotherly love, it's not really love.

Zheng Hanyan single-handedly brought up two sons, Jiang Yifan inherited her habits and knowledge, and Ding Yisen inherited her gentleness and kindness.

Ding Yisen always said that Jiang Yifan was like her, but actually Jiang Yifan felt that he was more like her.

From him, he can get the warm feeling that Zheng Hanyan gave him.

If it must be described, Ding Yisen is like a ray of light.

Although the light source does not only shine on him, but in his dark, damp and cold personal world, this beam of light is enough to make him nostalgic.

Just as a thirsty man longs for nectar, so he longs for this light.

It can be said that he has no connection with the Ding family except for Ding Yisen.

While driving, Wen Fei ordered Mao Qiu: "Help me retrieve Ding Yisen's data."

"Okay." Fuqiu said, and it came out after a while.

[System prompt: The target of the attack, Ding Yisen, currently has a favorite value of 75 and a regret degree of 40. 】

Wen Fei whistled and said, "It's the first time I've seen someone with such a high initial favorite value."

"That should be easy to brush." ​​Mao Qiu said.

"Not necessarily. This is just an ordinary love for my younger brother. Although it is not low, it is not too high. If you want to get full, you must first change his understanding of me from a younger brother to a lover. But the degree of regret How come there is 40, I thought his regret should be 0."

Mao Qiu flipped through the system information, and quickly answered him: "Because the host, you tried to seize the family property before, but you were kicked out later, and Ding Yisen felt that you were also responsible for being kicked out of the house. He I think it must be because he cared too little for you as an elder brother, which caused you to be psychologically unbalanced and do such a thing."

"Hahahahahaha." Before he could finish speaking, Wen Fei had already laid down on the steering wheel with a smile.

Maoqiu looked terrified: "The host is calm, drive honestly."

"Let the system turn on the automatic mode for me." Wen Fei simply let go of his hands and concentrated on laughing.

Maoqiu let the system take over his work without complaint, and steered the car forward. He also had to create the illusion that he was driving seriously, so as not to be photographed by the surveillance camera for his host's appearance and deduct points in vain.

Wen Fei laughed enough, and said: "I'm laughing to death, why is he so cute? His head doesn't look too small, isn't his brain developed? How does he usually do business, relying on a silly smile to win over competitors Does the favorability make people give him the order?"

Maoqiu looked at him smiling badly, thinking that his host was wearing Jiang Yifan's shell, and he also became vicious at the same time.

"Even if he doesn't do anything, someone will send the list to him one after another. This is the luck of the protagonist, he is the protagonist of this world, so once he has nothing to do with the main plot, he has a big golden finger Yes." Mao Qiu patiently explained to him.

"There is such a thing, why haven't I heard you say it before." Wen Fei rubbed his stomach that hurt from laughing, and said seriously, "Then do I have cheating fingers? I can barely be the number one female."

Mao Qiu lowered his head and stared at his crotch, the meaning was self-evident.

If you want to be a heroine, change your gender first.

Wen Fei felt that his pet was getting bolder, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to smooth his fur.Fluffy is really comfortable.

"What goldfinger do you need if you have me?" Mao Qiu said proudly, with his nose up in the sky.

Makes sense.Wen Fei thought so deeply.

"Give me a copy of Ding Yisen's itinerary." Wen Fei began to order Goldfinger to do things.

"Okay." Fuqiu felt like he had brought a cub, and he was still the one who asked him to do everything.

Wen Fei flipped through the itinerary in his hand, and said: "He will go to Panyun District to discuss business in the afternoon. There seems to be a red light district near here. He should return from here after talking. Let's plan a chance encounter here."

"No problem." Fuqiu realized that the time had come for him to show his skills, and was a little excited.

The night is already deep.

Ding Yisen has learned the lesson from last time, he dare not drink too much anymore, getting drunk is a trivial matter, it is embarrassing to be carried back like mud.Although he only had a few drinks, but thinking about the principle of drinking and driving, he still parked the car on the side of the road obediently and waited for the driver to come over.

Sitting in the car, bored, he began to look at the surrounding environment.

Maoming West Street sounds like a good name, but from the scantily clad men and women standing by the street from time to time, Ding Yisen quickly realized what it was.

Just as he was wondering why the driver hadn't come yet, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

He thought he was wrong, but when he took a closer look, it was really him.

Why did Jiang Yifan come here?

While muttering, Ding Yisen opened the door and got out of the car to look for him.

Jiang Yifan was followed by a man, Ding Yisen thought they were friends, but saw that they hugged each other and pressed against the wall next to him within two steps.

Ding Yisen stared dumbfounded at his younger brother being pressed against the wall by a strange man and kissed on the lips by that man.

Compared with the shock in his heart, the idea that something dared to attack my brother actually prevailed. He strode over and pushed the man away.

"What are you?" The good thing was interrupted, and the man was obviously a little upset.But when he took a closer look, he saw that it was a man who was taller and stronger than himself, and the sound suddenly disappeared.