Diary of the life of a working wizard

Fortunately, Su Zhiyan only cried for a while before regaining her composure and gently pushed Xia Yunjie away.

In the dark night, looking at Xia Yunjie's embarrassed look, and remembering that she was so frightened that she fell into his arms and cried, Su Zhiyan's pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, and whispered: "Thank you!"

"Mr. Su, you're welcome. This is my duty!" Xia Yunjie looked at Su Zhiyan, who looked particularly fragile with red circles under her eyes. Her mind was slightly confused, but she soon returned to normal and said calmly.

Seeing Xia Yunjie's cold expression, Su Zhiyan gave him a complicated look, then pointed at the black people on the ground who were still holding their arms and wailing and asked: "What should we do with these people? What should we do now?"

"Manager Fang is here, I think he will know how to handle it." Xia Yunjie said.

When Xia Yunjie said this, Su Zhiyan realized that at some point, a Santana parked not far away, and Fang Zibai, Eminem, and Xue Ying, the captain of the security team at the construction site, were walking towards this direction.

Seeing Fang Zibai and others approaching, Su Zhiyan's pretty face could not help but feel hot as she remembered that she had cried on Xia Yunjie just now.

"Xia, you are so awesome! Was that Chinese Kung Fu just now?" The first person to speak was neither Fang Zibai nor Xue Ying, but Eminem. As soon as Eminem arrived, he looked at Xia Yunjie with admiring and enthusiastic eyes, and said excitedly.

"Damn it, didn't you say you can beat Mr. Xia three by one? Why don't you sign now?" Fang Zibai saw Eminem's excitement, laughed and kicked him.

"No! No! I don't want to be like them!" Ammu was so frightened that her face turned blue when she heard this, and she waved her hands repeatedly.

Xia Yunjie smiled when he saw this, pointed at the people on the ground and asked, "Manager Fang, what should we do with these people? Do we need to call the police?"

"It's useless to call the police, let them go." The answer was not Fang Zibai but Xueying. As he spoke, Xueying had a cold face and walked forward to face the black people who were still holding their arms. Kicked him over and yelled: "Fuck! Get the hell out of here!"

What Xueying didn't know was that it wasn't that the black men didn't want to get out, but that when Xia Yunjie broke their arms just now, he also sealed the acupuncture points in their legs, otherwise they would have disappeared long ago.

Seeing Xue Ying say this, Xia Yunjie secretly released a few rays of true energy to untie the black people's legs. The black people immediately got up and ran away without looking back.

But their hands will never have to think about holding a gun again in this life.

Seeing all the black people rolling and crawling away, Su Zhiyan said: "Our car has been stolen. Do we need to call the police immediately?"

"Call the police." When Fang Zibai heard this, a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and said: "Mr. Su, when we get here, many thoughts need to be changed. Here, we can't rely on the police for things like this. Yes. Once, there was a theft at our construction site. I immediately called the police. I thought we were also foreign friends and had something stolen, but the police didn't immediately dispatch police forces to investigate us. What happened, fuck, wait. I didn’t see the police for a whole day. Later I drove to pick them up. After picking them up, the black policemen just looked at us briefly and left. Before leaving, they blatantly asked us for "cigarette money and alcohol money." "And also told me that next time I report a crime, I have to declare my intention to pay the "gasoline fee" and then they will drive over by themselves. This is nothing, the most annoying thing is that these guys took the money and didn't do anything at all. Later I just You know, the rule here is that the owner will find a way to catch the thief himself. After the thief is caught, he will hand it over to the police, instead of the police trying to solve the case for us. Even if ted is caught secretly and sent to the police station, you will eventually recover the lost property. Don’t even think about getting it back, they’ve basically lined their pockets.”

Xia Yunjie and Su Zhiyan were dumbfounded by this unprecedented [***] and incompetent law enforcement. Xia Yunjie, in particular, had seen the dark side of some police officers in China, but now he found that compared with the police here, all the domestic police officers were good police officers who enforced the law fairly.

"So, it seems we can only solve this matter ourselves," Xia Yunjie said after being stunned for a while.

"Haha, it's not easy for black people to steal cars. How can outsiders like us find it? Even if we can find it, we can't get it back. It's the greatest luck that people are fine. Go back." Fang Zibai shook his head and said.

"Yes, it's the greatest luck that people are fine. If the car is stolen, it's stolen. Let's leave quickly." Su Zhiyan, who had survived the disaster, was very open to a broken Volkswagen and urged after hearing the words.

So everyone walked towards the car one after another. Xia Yunjie followed suit with a sneer on his lips.

Eminem obviously admired Xia Yunjie very much now. For the first time in his life, he did not rush to sit in the driver's seat. Instead, he opened the door of the cab and looked at Xia Yunjie. He asked humbly: "Xia, are you driving?" I open"

Xia Yunjie didn't want to squeeze into the back compartment with two grown men, so he nodded and said, "I'll do it."

Seeing that Eminem actually gave up the steering wheel, Xueying couldn't help but asked strangely: "Is Mr. Xia's driving skills good?"

"Oh, God! I guarantee that if Xia participates in racing, Schumacher will only be eating car exhaust behind him!" Eminem exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then squeezed into the back compartment as hard as he could.

The strong body odor of black people made Fang Zibai and Xueying frown, but even so, Xueying still glanced at Xia Yunjie in surprise.

In the dark night, Xia Yunjie drove as fast and smoothly as during the day. In the blink of an eye, the car disappeared under the night like a ghost.

The car drove to the hotel first, dropped off Xia Yunjie and Su Zhiyan, and then Eminem drove away.

Su Zhiyan didn't know whether it was because of lingering fears or because she had had close physical contact with Xia Yunjie before. After returning to the hotel, she seemed a little absent-minded, and her eyes at Xia Yunjie were always a little evasive.

After a quick meal in the restaurant, Su Zhiyan returned to her room.

Seeing Su Zhiyan return to her room to rest early, Xia Yunjie sat alone in front of the window sill, stroking the turtle shell in his hand.

In the dark night, the turtle shell emits a wonderful "turtle language" that seems to be telling some secret.

Soon, Xia Yunjie stood up, opened the window, and jumped.

Under the dark night, Xia Yunjie's figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost.

In the eastern part of Jermalan City, Victoria Harbor is the most beautiful, prosperous and nightlife place in Jermalan City.

In the dark night, Victoria Harbor is brightly lit with bright lights, which is in sharp contrast to the sparse lights in other parts of the city. Along the harbor there are cafes, bars, nightclubs, hotels and other dining and entertainment venues.

In the brightly lit harbor, in addition to fishing boats and cargo ships, there are also various yachts of different sizes parked.

Wherever there are people, there are rich and poor, even in poor countries. The same is true in Agia. Except for some foreigners, most of these yachts of different sizes belong to rich black Africans.

Black rich people are different from domestic rich people. Most of them have no concept of financial management. They like to squander, like to show off, and like to spend money to death. Even very poor people are the same. They squander all their wages as soon as they get it, and then come back to work when they have no more money. Therefore, rich black people like to hang thick gold necklaces around their necks, wear rings on their fingers, and hold cigars in their mouths, as if they are afraid that others will not know that they are rich. This is similar to some outbreaks in China. Households are very similar.

In addition to covering themselves with gold and silver, rich black people also like cars, airplanes, and yachts to show off their status.

Of course, the latter two can only be afforded by the real rich, such as some relatively large chiefs, while cars are luxuries only enjoyed by the third-rate rich.

Kaba is not considered a rich man in Africa, but he also likes to play with cars, and most of his cars are stolen, and he specializes in stealing cars from Chinese and Indian Asan, because he only needs to avoid being caught red-handed to steal their cars. There is almost no risk at all.