Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

After more than 90 seconds, the driver answered the phone and didn't know what the other party said. The driver was a little impatient: "I came out to work, a student, and she will go home after she is delivered... Why do you return now? I can throw other students away. On the side of the road? Why are you so…”

Halfway through the sentence, the driver suddenly got stuck. He glanced at the phone and thumped the steering wheel in annoyance: "Why is there no power!"

He threw the black screen phone to the windshield in front of the car, the driver turned his head and asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I borrow your phone to use it? The power is out, if I don't call back and make it clear, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the house tonight."

Seeing that the driver was a little anxious, Zhang Simiao kindly handed him the phone.

A look of joy flashed on the driver's face when he took over the phone. Just as he was about to call the red light in front of him, it had turned green, so he put the phone on his lap and stepped on the accelerator.

After crossing the intersection, there were far fewer cars in front than the road just now. The driver slammed on the accelerator and drove at a speed of 60, and has maintained this speed to cross two intersections in a row. Usually this speed is okay, but the rainy day made Zhang Simiao feel a little panic. She reached out and grabbed the back of the chair and tried to identify the direction from the front windshield, but she didn't recognize the buildings that could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Simiao's voice tightened: "Master, is it time to turn the corner?"

The driver laughed twice, listening to his voice inexplicably wretched: "Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

"Then give me back my cell phone first!" Zhang Simiao stretched out his hand tremblingly: "I have to call my dad and ask him to pick me up at the gate of the community."

"Okay!" The driver reached for it on his lap, but he slammed on the accelerator, and the mobile phone he put on his lap slid to the ground immediately. Pick up the car again."

Zhang Simiao had realized at this time that the driver might be harboring misfortune, but now she has no mobile phone in her hand, and the door is locked by the central control lock. At this time, there are no street lights on the road, and there are no buildings on both sides, let alone passing vehicles. .

Zhang Simiao hugged himself tightly in fear, with a cry in his voice: "Uncle, please take me home? I'll give you more money!"

The driver touched the back of his waist without turning his head, pulled out a sharp knife, and placed it on the table in front of the windshield with a bang. Looking at the silvery blade, Zhang Simiao was frightened to hold back the cry. , eyes widened in horror.

The familiar sound of a cell phone rang from under the driver's feet. Zhang Simiao knew that it must be a call from his parents. If he hadn't lent his cell phone to him just now, he would not have ended up in this world.

Tears of regret flowed silently. As soon as Zhang Simiao raised her head, she just glanced at the driver who was watching her from the rearview mirror. Zhang Simiao was frightened by the driver's cold eyes and couldn't help shrinking into a ball.

The phone's ringing kept ringing, the driver slammed on the brakes, bent over, picked up the phone, and threw it to the side of the road without looking at it. The pouring rain covered the sweet music, watching Zhang Simiao's desperate Eyes, the driver suddenly laughed and started the car again.

The black car raced all the way in the rain, and finally stopped under an abandoned railway bridge. The driver opened the car door, and Zhang Simiao also took the opportunity to open the car door at this moment and ran wildly outside.

Seeing that he was about to run out of the bridge hole, the footsteps behind him were already in his ears, and Zhang Simiao could even feel the driver's turbid and smoky breath, as if he could grab himself as long as he stretched out his hand.

Just when Zhang Simiao felt hopeless, suddenly a girl with an umbrella walked in from the rain, Zhang Simiao opened her eyes in disbelief, and the person who came was actually Lin Qingyin.

Just when Zhang Simiao was distracted, the driver suddenly grabbed her and held her in his arms, covering her mouth with one hand and wrapping her waist with one hand and dragging her into the car.

Lin Qingyin handed the dripping umbrella to Fatty Wang behind her, and took out a handful of stones from her pocket with a sneer: "You are too blatant."

The driver looked at Fatty Wang and Lin Qingyin. One was fat and the other was weak. The two together were not as good as him. The driver pinched Zhang Simiao's arm, who was struggling, and looked at Lin Qingyin with a frantic look: "Little girl, I tell you to get out of the way as soon as possible, or I'll take you too soon!"

Zhang Simiao used all his strength to grab the driver's hand, but the big hand was like a palm fan, covering Zhang Simiao's mouth without moving.

"You dare to call yourself a lord in front of me, and you are not afraid of being struck by lightning!" Lin Qingyin picked up a stone and threw it at the driver.

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