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Chapter 1393: Hitchhiking


The hair is relatively long, black and shiny, and the wheat-colored face has a pair of sharp eyes like a torch, and only those eyes are the most eye-catching on the whole body, which makes people feel the first thing when they look at it: a wolf.

Fierce wolf.

But there was a long, long scar on his left eye, which appeared on his face, and every time his eye blinked, it would bring the hideous scar.

With a beard on his face, it can be seen that this person is a person who does not like trimming very much, and the hideous scar at the corner of his eye gives people an extremely bad impression at first glance When he got out of the car, he blinked and looked around.

There were a few taxis next to him who wanted to come and pick up customers, but when they saw his outfit, they all turned around and left.

It was as if he was not the owner of the taxi.

After he got out of the car, he saw that he put the broken travel bag on his back on the ground, and the only left hand took out a squeezed cigarette case from his pocket.

He slowly opened the crumpled cigarette case with one hand, and then silently took out a crooked cigarette that was about to break from it, puffed it in his mouth, held it, and then slowly straightened it with his hand, and reached out to find a lighter from his pocket.

There was a snap, and then a stream of fire jumped out of the lighter.

After jumping out, he slowly put the cigarette in his mouth up, lit it, and took a deep breath.

A puff of thick smoke exhaled from his mouth.

After lighting the cigarette with him, he continued to grab the worn backpack on the ground and walk towards the other side.

I saw a few taxis parked over there.

As he walked over, he waved at a taxi parked there.

The driver glanced at him and waved his hand angrily.

Don't pull him.

The man had a bad temper and didn't say anything, turning and walking towards the second taxi.

But the second taxi still won't pull him.

Even asked a few cars, and those taxi drivers didn't pull him.

It's a bit of a dog's eye looking down on people.

The disabled man didn't talk too much, but slowly raised his hand and looked at the watch he was carrying, and when I looked at it, I saw that the watch he was wearing was inconspicuous, but if you looked closely, you would see that he was wearing a platinum Rolex.

Yes, an absolute platinum Rolex, worth more than 100,000 yuan.

But looking at the outfit again, a person dressed like this, wearing a Rolex of more than 100,000 yuan, is this a low-key pretence Looking at his indifferent expression and dislike of speaking, you can definitely feel that he is not pretending.

After looking at the time of his watch, he looked up at the sky and began to walk slowly to the side.

There was only a van parked over there.

Inside the van sat a bald man with a cigarette in his mouth.

And under the van stood a man who was as naked as him, but this man was very poisonous.

"Holy shit, I read that right," he said as he suddenly gave the cigarette butt to the ground.

The bald man sitting in the van was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you see that kid in that hand, I just gave a glance and seemed to see him with a Rolex in his hand," he said, blinking and gesturing at him a few meters away from them.

The man in the van glanced at the man with the shabby package on his back.

A glance at the corner of the mouth.

"Bullshit, he's wearing a Rolex, you're stuck in the shit in your eyes." ", really" I definitely saw it just now.

It turned out that this guy had worked as a pickpocket before, so he naturally had a natural keen sense of those precious things, and he didn't expect that he would see this scene under the casual glance just now, which not only shocked him.

"Even if he can wear it, he's an impostor."

The man in the van said dismissively.

"Why don't we go over and have a look," I heard the bald male thief under the car laugh and said.

"It's so boring for Mao to make a disabled person."

"Anyway, I haven't lived for a few days, try it, to be honest, I really didn't look away just now, it's definitely a Rolex, I don't know if it's true or not, if it's fake, we'll throw him out of the car, if it's true, when the time comes, this white flower will send more than 100,000, you and I can't laugh to death" just listened to this thief-eyed guy say there.

It turned out that the two of them belonged to the black car, and they were exclusive to the goods that robbed the road after tricking people into the car.

In the past few days, I heard that it has been cracked down, so I rarely get work, so I don't have to do anything to try.

The bald man sitting in the van thought for a moment: "Okay, just try it, if that's not true, I'll beat him up and throw him down." ” Just listen to him.

After the two made up their minds, they saw the bald man under the car winking at the guy who drove the van.

"I'm over."

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After saying that, he ran quickly towards the man with one hand.

The man with that hand was walking silently at the moment.

"Hey, hey."

Suddenly, he heard a voice calling from behind him, and slowly turned his face.

When the face with a scar on the corner of the eye slowly turned around, the bald man who ran from behind was not only stunned.

Murderous.

Yes, it was a murderous aura that emanated from this man.

Not only did the bald man be stunned, but the bald man had been on the road for a few days before, but he really didn't dare to live the kind of days when he was licking blood on the knife head, but the man with the severed hand in front of him gave him such a feeling.

However, he was only stunned for a moment, then stared at the man with the severed hand in front of him and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to take a taxi?"

As he spoke, he looked at him.

The man with the severed hand looked at him and did not speak.

"I just saw that you even found a few taxis, but no one pulled you, if you want to take a taxi, buddy, I have a car here.

The price is fair, how about whether to sit or not," the bald man said as if he was pulling a guest.

"Sit."

The severed hand man in front of him just said a simple word.

"Okay."

I only heard the bald man laugh.

Laughing and waving at the van.

The man who saw the waving man slowly drove the van over.

When he came, the bald man who drove the car took his fat head out of the window, looked at him, and said, "Go there":