Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 725 The Crane Gate's Crisis This time, the hot pot of the two of them no longer needs to be decorated with peppers, because the careful Han Xiaoxiao has already decided to say goodbye to her favorite pepper.

Because Li Miao told her that chili is not good for her health.

"Xiaoxiao, try this." Li Miao picked up a slice of boiled mutton and put it in Xiaoxiao's bowl.

"Hehe." Han Xiaoxiao smiled, and happily took it, took a light bite, and chewed slowly.

Watching her eat like she is admiring the beautiful scenery.

Suddenly, Li Miao thought of a better thing.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go play after dinner?" Li Miao said with a smile while eating hot pot.

"Okay, where are you going?" Naturally, Han Xiaoxiao would not reject Li Miao's kindness, and now she especially cherishes the happy moments with Li Miao.

"Oh, let's not go to play, this day is quite tired, let's go to rest, how about finding a place to rest?" Li Miao smiled wickedly.

"Crack." Han Xiaoxiao slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table, her face sullen, pretending to be angry.

Li Miao smiled awkwardly. Although he was making fun of Han Xiaoxiao, he also knew that the lingering relationship with Han Xiaoxiao must go with the flow, and it will definitely not be sweet if you force her.

"Xiaoxiao, you should be mentally healthy. You are just going to rest. You are not going to open a room. Don't think about it." Li Miao looked regretful, as if he was blaming Han Xiaoxiao for blaming him.

"Hmph, who knows who has dirty thoughts." Han Xiaoxiao picked up the chopsticks, ignored Li Miao and ate, but her little anger had long since faded, and she herself felt very strange, that is, Li Miao If Miao could let her do this, if it was any other man, he would have already slapped her twice and subdued her with a grappling hand.

"...." Li Miao ate the food silently, but Han Xiaoxiao was not angry at the teasing, which was already a huge gain.

Sikong Dong, whose strength was as high as the third level of the Holy Spirit, was already ready to go. This time, he was not so much going to investigate Li Miao's whereabouts as he was coerced by the deputy head, Sikong Ning, to do some despicable deeds.

Sikong Dong was still riding in that dirty pickup truck, there was no other way, it was worthless to drive some luxury cars with such a big door, it would be better to get some pickup trucks like this one, which could pull both goods and people, This is in line with their sustainable development point of view.

The driver was an ordinary Tianling cultivator named Sikong Shan. He had shown his face when he was honing the plan in Bingquemen, but he had no chance to make a move. After all, Li Miao directly challenged the best Sikong Yan. He was just ignored like this.

Sikong Shan is huge, as wide and majestic as a mountain, and his strength is the second level of Tianling. Although he looks like a bit of rubbish, he is basically a very powerful character in the world, not to mention he has the magic ice of the Ice Sparrow Gate. With exclusive skills such as energy, even if you meet a practitioner who is better than yourself, self-protection is still no problem.

Along the way, Si Kong Dong, the steward, didn't rush on the road in a hurry, but drove slowly, and he was also thinking about how to handle this matter to the point of perfection.

He dare not disobey Sikong Ning's orders. Although he is strong and has a high status in the Bingquemen, he is only a steward after all, and is still lower than Sikong Ning. I can bite the bullet and finish it.

However, he didn't want to make this matter stiff. Sikong Ning ignored Bingquemen's face. As an older generation of practitioners, he paid great attention to this aspect. Therefore, he had to think of a countermeasure for both.

"How long until we get there?" Sikong Dong leaned on the back of the car and sighed.

"Going back to manage Sikong, there is still about an hour to the old nest of Helingmen." Sikong Shan said while steering the steering wheel.

"Slow down, you just need to arrive before dark." Sikong Dong shouted.

"Yes." Sikong Shan belongs to the kind of character who obeys orders, even if Sikong Dong asked him to jump out of the car now, he would not hesitate.

The afternoon passed quickly. This afternoon, Yunlu Middle School had a big cleaning, so the students all left school early. Zuo Feng ran out of the door in a hurry, but suddenly found that it was empty, and there was something indescribable. Discomfort.

That's right, the personal care of Zuo Shou, who Zuo Feng left for a while, even had to go get his schoolbag in person, and in the past, there was Zuo Shou's special car pick-up, personal service, and personal service, but now, he let Zuo Xiao kill He died, and he will never feel this kind of treatment again.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng's conscience seemed to be touched a little, and he regretted this decision a bit.

After leaving the school gate, Zuo Feng had no choice but to take a taxi and go back. He didn't have a special car to pick him up, and he didn't like to squeeze the bus, so he could only choose this way.

The "crunch" taxi stopped in front of Zuo Feng's building.

"A total of 13 yuan and five." The driver said lazily. While talking, he took out a Liqun and stuck it in his mouth. Brothers like them, being able to draw Liqun is a great enjoyment .

"Oh..." Zuo Feng responded, and quickly fumbled for his pockets, only to find that he only touched a few dollars on the table in the morning, except for the taxi fare in the morning and the broken bread that he bought at noon, now there are only two dollars left .

It's not that Zuo Feng has no brains, but that he doesn't need to bring money at all, and Zuo Shou is responsible for paying the money, so now that he lost him, everything became a little unprepared.

People are like this, they only regret it when they lose it, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost.

"Brother Driver, I only have two yuan on me, see if I can give it to you next time." Zuo Feng forcefully forced a smile, with a helpless expression on his face.

"That's not okay. We are taxis, and we earn hard-earned money. Now that the gas price is so high, how much money can I earn by running for a day?" The driver stuck his hand out of the car window and flicked the cigarette ash.

"Brother Driver, it's not that I won't give it to you. I really forgot to bring the money. I will give it later." Zuo Feng was extremely depressed. He had never been suffocated by money before, and he knew what it was like today.

"No, no, you don't have any money. Give me your mobile phone and something, and I will return it to you next time." When the driver was on the road, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Zuo Shouyong, but he didn't know that he was crazy about love. How much is it worth, but I also know that this thing is quite expensive. If you get it and sell it, you will definitely make a fortune.

"Ah?" Zuo Feng was obviously taken aback by the driver's words, so I bet it on you? The idiot just bet it on you. As long as the phone is in your hands, is there any reason to return it?

In desperation, Zuo Feng suddenly wanted to run away, because he knew that Zuo Xiao must be around, if he suddenly got out of the car, and then shouted Zuo Xiao's name, he might be able to take the Bawang car successfully.