The American Scripture

From Fang Lianfang's hotel back to his hotel. Zhen Fan walked into the room and looked at the scenery outside the window. The noise outside can no longer reach here. Thinking back to what happened today, it seemed like a coincidence, but this coincidence happened to be an arrangement of fate. Zhen Fan could figure out if he and these people still have a chance to meet, but he will not deduct it, not just Because deducing the heavenly opportunity consumes minds, makes heavenly opportunity even more unpredictable, and more importantly, a life that penetrates everything is absolutely meaningless.

The next day, after the tour group hurriedly ate the breakfast prepared by the hotel, they began to line up and get on the bus, ready to go to Long Beach. This is a must-visit city for tourists after arriving in Los Angeles. The scenery of Long Beach is very beautiful, there is a famous aquarium, and you can also visit some naval bases. You can even see the memorials and memorials for the victims after the dragon attack, so the event schedule is very tight.

After getting in the car, Fang Lianfang looked towards the hotel where Zhen Fan was staying, but she was still disappointed and did not see Zhen Fan. Because she knew that maybe after leaving, she didn't know when she could meet again. After looking around, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when the car started to leave. Zhen Fan does have his attraction, and there is a special sense of security with him. But it shouldn’t be love, Fang Lianfang told himself this, and Chen Xiaoqiang sitting next to him took special care of her. Although Fang Lianfang’s expressions and deportments showed that she was expecting the one named Bruce, he still waited silently. , No complaints.

After all, it is only a day, and it is impossible to have any deep feelings. If so, that's nonsense. Besides, Fang Lianfang had always had Chen Xiaoqiang in his heart, and there was no problem of digging walls. So Chen, this difference may never be seen. Isn't it?

Fang Lianfang left, and Zhen Fan didn't take this matter to heart. After all, Fang Lianfang was just a passer-by, and there was no relationship between the two. It's just the kind of friend I met by chance. Fang Lianfang has someone she likes. If she tries to tease herself, it will be immoral. Moreover, Chen Xiaoqiang is also a very responsible man, so Zhen Fan would not care about such things, and there may be many people along the way. There are many things, it is impossible to pay attention to everything, everyone is merciful.

Very leisurely eating breakfast, sitting on the street table, and then across the railing, you can see a crossing river and bridge not far away. Seeing the people coming and going on the bridge, it has not been so leisurely for a long time. I feel that eating breakfast is a kind of enjoyment. After eating, I drove on. He didn't know if Claire was also on this route, maybe he would meet him, maybe he could not meet him. Who knows.

The car turned 66 kilometers and headed to the east of California. The landforms began to become desolate along the way. The road stretches in a desert, winding up and down. There are dwarf plants in the sand and desert everywhere. Desolate has a desolate mood. Zhen Fan is not going to hurry, but to watch all the way. In the distance, a train drove quickly from the parallel road, shaking the ground, and then missed Zhen Fan's car and whizzed away.

It seems that this section is still unpopulated. After driving for half an hour, I saw the abandoned mailbox on the side of the road. Many houses here were abandoned. The U.S. economy is heading for depression, and these are the products of the former booming industry. Now no one wants to take this desert area.

Several cyclists stopped not far ahead and were discussing something. Zhen Fan stopped and shouted at one of them through the car window: "Hey, man. I need some water and food. How far is it from the convenience store by the road? Or is there any town here?"

"Over there...about five kilometers!" The man pointed in the direction ahead, "Someone turned around and his companion seemed to be talking about something, and he didn't have time to take care of Zhen Fan. I also watched Zhen Fan again. Speak.

Zhen Fan didn't mind either. He immediately started the car and continued driving towards the front. Sure enough, about five kilometers later, I saw the excited wooden house not far from the road. It was a convenience store and a gas station. Zhen Fan parked the car in the parking space in front of the convenience store. Next to it was the blue parking space for disabled vehicles, which was empty.

Next to the convenience store is a restaurant. Zhen Fan went in and opened the door, feeling that it was still relatively neat. In the counter were two women in their thirties, with brown hair and one with golden hair. They are all a bit fat, but they seem to be very laid-back. After all, there are not many guests here. There is only one place near the window. Three fat women, a fat man, and a little boy are playing there. Toys inside.

Randomly ordered some food and drink. Then sit and taste slowly. The taste is not good, they are all kind of fried things, and they taste the same. The carbonated drinks taste pretty good. When I was eating, I saw the cyclists coming in. They were all young people in their twenties. They entered the shop and took off their helmets. Zhen Fan only noticed that they were inside. There are two young women with slim figures and brown hair. They look very energetic. The skin on my face is a bit dark. But it still looks healthy. The other four are young men, two are slightly fatter, the other two are well-proportioned, one is tall and muscular, and the other is shorter, about the same height as the two women, but the pectoral muscles are also quite good. Well-developed, anyway, the line of the close-fitting sportswear is quite manly.

Zhen Fan knew the person who asked for directions, and nodded and smiled at him. The man was taken aback, recognized Zhen Fan, nodded and smiled, and then walked to their own group of people with his own food. But it seems that their argument is not over yet. They were arguing quietly while eating.

Although it affects the atmosphere, there are not many guests here, so no one comes to say anything to them. It seems that they cannot reach a unified opinion on something. Zhen Fan didn’t have the habit of listening to any secrets, so he kept looking out. After eating, he took a break, got up and left, went to the convenience store next to him, and started buying some water and drinks, and also Some snacks on the road. Finally, I filled up the gas at the gas station and hit the road again.

Further ahead is Nevada, this road Zhen Fan has walked several times, leading to Las Vegas, the famous casino. Zhen Fan's next stop now is Las Vegas. The last time she went there was with Bit, Johnny, Robles, Gary and Lawrence, as well as his big wave lover Lilith, the heroine of the horror movie.

This time Zhen Fan went alone. People with Zhen Fan's ability have no interest in gambling anymore, everything is under control, and there is nothing exciting. It is still more desirable to see the scenery of the casino again. The car speeds up a lot on the road.

At dusk, Zhen Fan found a hotel in a small town on the roadside. It's very simple. There are not many rooms in one house. Fortunately, many people don't want to live in such a small shop, so they will rush to Las Vegas overnight, and then live in high-end luxury hotels to enjoy a luxurious life.

Zhen Fan is unwilling to hurry up at night. Originally came out to relax yourself and enjoy life, why do you have to make yourself so tired? Although the room is not very good, it is clean, which is enough. Zhen Fan is not a picky person. At the beginning of the university, the upper and lower bunks of the dormitory were all asleep. Although they moved out later, it was also an experience, wasn’t it?

But at ten o'clock in the evening, I suddenly heard a little noise. He happened to have not slept yet, so he came out to take a look, because Zhen Fan lived on the second floor, which originally only had two floors. When I walked down the stairs, I saw six people standing by the counter, the six cyclists. They were talking quietly with the front desk attendant.

In fact, the front desk clerk is also the boss. Speaking of it, this should be a family hotel. The boss is a part-time waiter. So the quiet discussion between them should be for the price of the room. Zhen Fan looked around and saw the person who had asked for the way. He seemed to have sensed Zhen Fan. He looked back and nodded to Zhen Fan. He turned his head and stopped looking, and continued with himself. Companion words.

Zhen Fan wandered outside the hotel, and could look out at the vast desert in the distance. There were not many cars on this highway. A car passed only after a few minutes, and the lights were turned on, which was a bit dazzling. Occasionally there will be large trucks roaring in and out, standing on the side of the road can feel the strong wind~www.wuxiaspot.com~Hey, hello! "Zhen Fan was going to walk into the desert. Just when it was a walk after dinner, there was a voice saying hello from behind. Turning around, it was the one who greeted himself with the rider today. People, he stood behind Zhen Fan, saw Zhen Fan turned around, walked up and stretched out his hand, "Devin Lincoln. "

"Bruce? Zhen!" Zhen Fan also stretched out his hand, the two shook hands, and then slowly walked forward side by side.

"Go to Las Vegas?" Devin Lincoln smiled at Zhen Fan, "I have seen many Chinese go there, but there are more tour groups. I live in Las Vegas and run a Shop, buy guns...you know that people there like that stuff. This is my business card. If you need it, you can call me and I will give you a special price!"

"You are the best businessman I have ever seen!" Zhen Fan joked.

"Aha—I feel like I am too, but my shop has always been small. The main source of business is tourists. Of course, there are some local ones, not many, they are collectors." Devin Lincoln faced. Zhen Fan smiled, "There are many single people in Las Vegas, but few Asians like you go alone." (To be continued.)