My Headphones Can Connect to the Future

"Oh." Nighthawk thoughtfully: "Don't worry, I decided to ride this bike myself. If there is any problem, you don't need to compensate you. Your bike has been crashed. How can you ride it? Let's talk about it. The speed is also slow, mine is fast."

"And..." Nighthawk hesitated to speak, and the woman asked suspiciously if there was something embarrassing to say.

"The opposite **** next to you told you about this car, right?" Nighthawk asked, with a sour taste in his tone.

The woman froze for a long time, but finally nodded.

"Yes."

"Oh, then you sit firmly." After saying that, Nighthawk started the car suddenly like a puff, and the woman was startled.

After driving the car up from the basement, Nighthawk moved the woman's take-out box to his car, and then let the woman sit in the front of the car.

Riding in this position, the woman happened to be in the arms of Nighthawk, which made the woman a little embarrassed.

Nighthawk's car drove very fast, but very steady, and the woman's fear from the beginning gradually became relieved.

The woman originally had to ride for more than ten minutes, but with the help of Nighthawk, it took only 4 minutes.

"You wait for me in the car, and I will deliver it." After Nighthawk got off the car and was about to go upstairs with the takeaway order, the woman stopped him.

"But…"

"What else is it? You have no way to go upstairs with your leg, or you want me to carry you to deliver the meal? Are you trying to scare the person who ordered the meal to death." Nighthawk's choked woman said no When he said something, he stopped paying attention to the woman, but ran upstairs quickly.

After knocking on the door a few times, the other party opened the door and saw that it was the food delivery, the man's face instantly became gloomy.

"I ordered the take-out two hours ago, and you just delivered it to me now, what do you mean?" the man said loudly, seeming to find the fault through the oil head.

According to Nighthawk's temper, this person would have been beaten by him, but in order to consider that women would be complained, Nighthawk had to calmly explain to the other party.

"Excuse me, sir, my friend had a car accident during the delivery of the meal and suffered a serious leg injury, so he was delayed in delivering the meal to you. I'm really sorry, I will apologize to you for her..." Nighthawk said in a low tone, and said Then he bowed to the man.

After hearing Nighthawk's explanation, the man's anger disappeared for the most part, and since Nighthawk's attitude was so good, he had no reason to make trouble anymore, and he waved his hand.

"It's fine, forget it this time." After speaking, the man closed the door with a thump.

Nighthawk took a sigh of relief. In fact, he was too angry at work. Fortunately, this man is still reasonable. If he encounters unreasonable things, Nighthawk really doesn't know what to do.

"How? Is it okay? The other party is not angry, right?" Seeing Nighthawk coming down from the stairs, the woman asked anxiously.

"It's okay, don't worry." After Nighthawk finished, he moved on to the next location.

Because the same action was fast enough, and everyone I met was reasonable, Nighthawk took about 20 minutes to deliver the remaining orders.

Now there is only the last order left.

When he reached the man's downstairs, this time the woman refused to let Nighthawk go up by herself.

"Do you know this person???" Nighthawk asked curiously, seeing the woman so reluctant to let him go up by himself.

The woman nodded.

"Yes, this person has a bad temper, I'm afraid he will conflict with you..." The woman lowered her head and said, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and it seemed that she was often bullied by this guy on weekdays.

"Oh? Does he often bully you?" Nighthawk asked.

"It's okay..." the woman whispered.

She was too embarrassed to tell a man she had just met about her being harassed by others.

The Chen Dalu who ordered the meal was a famous local snake nearby, bullying people everywhere.

Every time this woman goes to deliver meals, Chen Dalu will wipe the oil by the way.

Therefore, every time she saw that she wanted to deliver food to Chen Dalu, the woman felt very helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

Had it not been for the large number of residents in this building, the woman might have been dragged into the house by Chen Dalu, and nothing had to happen.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." After Nighthawk finished speaking, he picked up the takeaway. Although the woman didn't tell him anything, he could detect that the man upstairs didn't bully women on weekdays, which also ignited. His protective desire, he decided to help this stubborn and poor woman.

Seeing that Nighthawk was about to go up by herself, the woman was a little anxious, and she grabbed the corner of Nighthawk's clothes.

"Forget it, big brother, you have helped me enough, I will face this person myself, I can walk up slowly, anyway, I am already late..." the woman bit her lip and said.

"You are really stubborn, oh, yes, I helped you so much, you didn't tell me what your name is." Nighthawk looked at the woman with a smile, she thought this woman was very interesting.

"My name is Liu Shengnan." The woman said embarrassedly.

Nighthawk smiled even more after hearing the name, and the name also revealed a stubbornness, as expected.

"Okay, Comrade Liu Shengnan, you just wait for me here, I will take care of other things, so don't go up." After Nighthawk said, watching Liu Shengnan smile and strode towards the stairs, he did not give Liu Shengnan at all. Opportunity rejected.

"Dangdangdang..." After Nighthawk knocked on the door a few times on the floor, the door was suddenly opened with great force.

The other party originally had a wretched look, but after opening the door and seeing that it was Nighthawk, his expression became disappointed and then very angry.

"You were one and a half hours late for my meal... and you shouldn't deliver my meal. Who are you?" Chen Dalu said in a very unfriendly tone.

"Excuse me, brother, our catering staff was injured, so the delivery was delayed, I hope you can understand." Although Nighthawk knows what this is in front of him, he still maintains a very friendly attitude.

After Chen Dalu listened, he was even more unreasonable.

"I care about your food delivery guys saying that they weren't hurt. If I ordered a meal and delivered it to me, I would have to pay me a loss. Otherwise, I would never finish this matter with you." When Chen Dalu said this, his face was full. Moved a few times.

The corners of Nighthawk's mouth moved slightly. He had expected this kind of **** to say such things, so he was not surprised.

"Well, then, how much do you need to compensate?" Nighthawk asked.

"I myself have stomach problems, because you delivered me food late, and I have a stomach problem and need to go to the hospital for treatment, so please give me 5000 yuan first." Chen Dalu said, licking his face.