Super Treasure Hunter

"I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of? Call the police? Why don't I call the police for you?" said Zhong Zhou and took out his cell phone.

"Don't tell me, little brother, you can't go to jail for this. It's not a big deal. You just pay us for the repair of the car." One of the big guys actually wanted to call the police in midweek. With a different face, he persuaded Zhou Zhong with a smile.

"I have no money." Zhou Zhong shrugged and said with a very bachelor appearance.

"Didn't I say that you drove such a good jeep, don't you still get 10,000 or 20,000 yuan? There is always a few thousand?" The big man said to Zhou Zhong in disbelief.

In the middle of the week, he pointed to his car and said: "Do you think this is a Wrangler? This is a domestically produced Beijing Jeep with a hundred thousand cars. If you don't believe me, go ahead and look at the car logo."

"Is it? Isn't this a Wrangler? The domestically produced cars can do so well." The big guy who talked didn't believe the sports car head to look at the car logo. At first glance, it was not the Wrangler's JEEP logo, and felt a little disappointed. I thought that driving a Wrangler would have some money. It turned out to be a domestic car.

The big man was about to leave with a dark face, his eyes moved down unintentionally, and he landed on the license plate, making the whole person instantly silly.

West A00001.

The red license plate was very eye-catching under the shining of the street lamp, and the big man felt a stream of liquid flowing down the trouser legs for a while.

The big guy who drove has always played a white-faced role, putting pressure on the middle of the week. At this time, seeing the red-faced comrade standing stupidly on the front of the car, he frowned and walked over, patted his shoulder and asked. : "Old nine, what's wrong with you?"

Lao Jiu's legs were frightened, but when he patted him like this, he almost sat on the ground.

The driver’s hand was quick and quick, and he held him back. Only then did he find that his pants were wet, and he suddenly cursed: "Grass, you have urinated? Are there any points to attend, as for?"

Old Jiu said to him with a trembling voice: "You...look..."

The driver looked at the front of the car in a puzzled way. He didn't see anything at first, but he saw the license plate number at the second glance.

West A00001! This TM is the license plate of the Northwest Military Region! And it's the number one leader's car!

Pengci Pengdao Military Region No. 1 Chief is on him!

The two looked at each other and were completely stupid. At this moment, another big man also came over, and when he saw the license plate, he sat down on the ground in shock.

The three of them were terrified, none of them expected to be like this, no wonder they were so calm all the time in the middle of the week.

Seeing the reaction of the three of them, Zhong Zhou smiled and walked over to the three of them and asked: "What's the matter, should I call the police or should I lose money?"

"Brother...no, chief! We are wrong, it is... it is our full responsibility. We will compensate you if you hit your car! We will compensate!" The driver dare no longer arrogant to the midweek xi, scared Apologized again and again.

Zhong Zhou’s face was pale, and he scolded coldly: "Huh! Don’t think I don’t know your tricks. The driver at the door of the bar is with you, right? Deliberately send people out of your house and let the owner drive in by yourself. Take the opportunity to bump into porcelain, and use the fact and fear of the car owner to extort money!"

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The three big guys didn't expect to see their routines clearly in the middle of the week, and they shivered on the ground again.

"Chief, we were wrong! We don't dare anymore!" the big man begged for mercy.

"Call back your fellow driver, and a few other friends of mine who were also hit by your car, and tell them all to come over!" Zhou Zhong coldly ordered the three big guys.

The three big guys quickly agreed, and then they called their accomplices and asked them to come over quickly, and they also asked them to be polite to the people in the two cars.

After more than ten minutes, Sister Wen and Yu Zhaowei arrived. They were driving on their behalf. The front sides of the two cars showed signs of impact.

"Brother Nine, Brother Fang, what's the matter for calling us all over?" The three big guys' accomplices all asked with doubts.

Old Jiu winked at them calmly, and glanced at the license plate of the big jeep in the middle of the week. All of them looked at the situation, and then they were all dumbfounded.

The car of the No. 1 Chief of Northwest Military Region! I rubbed it, they stabbed the sky!

Only then did they know why when Brother Nine and Brother Fang called, they were asked to be polite to the people in the car. For a time, a dozen or so 1.8-meter northwestern guys all bent down and stood in fear. .

At this time, two more cars drove over. The front was a broken Jetta, followed by a police car!

After Jetta stopped, the driver who had been driving for Midweek was the first to rush out of the car, pointing to Midweek and screaming to the police: "Comrade police, it was he who drunk driving and crashed the car, please catch him!"

The three traffic policemen in the police car got out of the car, took a look at the situation here, their faces became serious, and took the instrument for measuring drunk driving from the car.

That generation of drivers came first and said to Zhou Zhong with a grim face: "Boy, you asked for this! I don't make your money today, so I have to get you in!"

An icy glow flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes, and he didn't expect this driver to really kill himself.

Ge Jiu and Ge Fang changed their expressions, but they didn't expect their companions to call the police! I was really frightened and angry.

"Luo Daxing, what did you call the police for! You are looking for death!" Fang Ge shouted at the driver with an angry face.

Luo Daxing was scolded for a moment, and then fought back angrily: "Grass, I'm afraid of Mao, doesn't he just want to make money? I can't let him go if I can't make a profit!"