Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1096 Is it really a good match?
Without waiting for Zhang Fan to think deeply, Gu Weixiong continued: "Although the old man is old now, he still holds great power. There are even rumors that the chief of Ouyang City is a member of the Huaxia think tank."

Undoubtedly, this will be the person with the highest status and most terrifying status that Zhang Fan has treated since he started his medical career.

"In my eyes, they are all patients."

Although Zhang Fan was surprised by the identity of the city chief, he didn't mean to treat him differently.

"You boy, really..."

Before Gu Weixiong finished speaking, Zhang Fan casually glanced at the road ahead, and saw a black shadow suddenly jumping out from the road.

"Be careful."

Zhang Fan, with quick eyesight and quick hands, yelled at the driver, then rushed to the front, grabbed the steering wheel, and beat him to the left.

"boom!"

Even so, the black shadow that jumped out was directly hit by the position of the right headlight, flying a distance of three to five meters.

"Bumped, bumped into someone... Doctor Zhang Zhang Zhang, what should I do? Flying so far, I can't live, can I?"

The driver took off the steering wheel with trembling hands, his face was full of horror, and he looked at the person lying on the ground not far away, feeling extremely scared in his heart.

He swallowed dryly, and really wanted to beg Zhang Fan to testify for him, proving that the other party hit the car by himself.

But when it came to his lips, he took it back.

Zhang Fan's high status is not something he can ask for, not to mention that he has a driving recorder, which can prove it for him.

"Uncle, stay in the car, I'll go down and have a look."

Without hesitation, Zhang Fan explained, and immediately opened the car door and got out.

Now that something has happened, it should be faced with it.

Pushing open the car door, Zhang Fan hadn't had time to walk in front of the person who was hit.

Outside the road, there were three more figures rushing towards the person who was hit.

Two men and one woman.

One was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by an old Taoist priest in Taoist robes, and a woman had a graceful figure and a slender waist.

Although I didn't see the faces of the three of them.

but.

For some reason, Zhang Fan always felt that these three figures were inexplicably familiar.

I saw the woman who was dressed more masculine, ran to the person who was hit, knelt down and cried bitterly: "Husband, husband...you died so badly, husband... you died and the three of us What should I do."

"Brother-in-law, after you die, what can I do with the two of them?"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun..."

The three of them were talking separately, without noticing Zhang Fan who was walking towards them step by step.

"Why are these three people so familiar? No, it should be four people. I seem to have met them somewhere."

The more he walked into the four people, the more Zhang Fan was determined that he should have seen the four people somewhere.

However, just looking at the back view, Zhang Fan really couldn't remember it all at once.

And Zhang Fan quickly stood behind the woman.

The woman who was completely immersed in her own world didn't notice Zhang Fan's arrival at all.

She still patted the person who was hit with both hands, wiping away her tears in distraught, and crying continuously: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L l l They were all blinded."

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Fan cleared his throat.

He was speechless.

It is true that the other party was knocked a few meters away, but what happened if his eyes were knocked blind?

The co-author of this Maybach is staring at each other's eyes?
The woman was still immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself, she cried and continued: "Husband, this time the perpetrator cannot be forgiven lightly, there is no three to fifty thousand, this matter is no, no... no..."

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Fan cleared his throat again, and his voice became much heavier.

He had recognized who the woman really was.

"Old man, don't cough..."

The woman turned her head suddenly, stared at Zhang Fan fiercely and growled.

But, halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

"Yes, is it you?"

The woman couldn't cry anymore, and couldn't get angry anymore, she just stared blankly at Zhang Fan who appeared in front of her.

Because women are none other than Meimei.

And the two people behind Zhang Fan are the handicapped slacker and the old Nanfeng who is not good enough.

As for the man who was hit by the car and lay on the ground, he was undoubtedly a blind monk.

Rewinding the time to the day before yesterday, the location was in a dilapidated courtyard in the underground warrior market.

The idea that the slacker came up with was simple.

Touch porcelain!

Because they feel that although these insurance companies in Huaxia are cheating, the amount of compensation for bumping into someone is really quite high.

At that time, it is not easy to earn [-] to [-] yuan at random?

But who the hell would have thought of it.

They just found a luxury car at random, thinking about getting [-] to [-] yuan, having a good meal, and then looking for someone who is destined to seek refuge, and at the same time looking for their young master.

That's just how lucky it is.

A luxury car chosen at random is the car Zhang Fan is riding in.

"You...you chose well, right? If you don't choose from so many luxury cars in the capital, why don't you choose my car?"

Zhang Fan asked with a smile.

After seeing Zhang Fan's figure clearly, Nanfeng Old Daoist and Lazy Guy behind him retreated back step by step.

"stop!"

Zhang Fan turned his back to the two and called out.

One straightened up right away, while the other stood up straight and stopped in place.

"Heh, heh, benefactor, what a...what a coincidence."

The old Nanfeng hurriedly ran to Zhang Fan, looking extremely happy.

just.

However, Zhang Fan felt that the smile on the old Nanfeng's face was clearly uglier than his dead mother.

"Heh, heh, it's quite a coincidence."

Zhang Fan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

Is this a fucking coincidence?

The day before yesterday, I saw four people separately at the Wuzhe underground market, and even thought of soliciting them, but I didn't expect to be touched by a group of four today.

Zhang Fan thought so.

Where is the predestined relationship between myself and them?
It's clearly a marriage of thousands of miles.

"This is your husband?"

Zhang Fan didn't give Nanfeng the old man a chance to continue talking, but stood in front of the woman and asked meaningfully.

Although the woman is not young, she is estimated to be close to forty, but the blind monk is about 50 years old no matter what.

Although love can make people cross the age gap.

But one of the two looks like a fairy, and the other is a monk who has become a monk, and the one who returned his mother is blind.

Is it really a good match?
"I, I...Damn it, is this your husband?"

Meimei didn't dare to answer Zhang Fan's question directly, so she could only prevaricate.

"Of course not!"

Zhang Fan shook his head with a smile, and said, "I just think that since it's your husband and he was hit so badly, three to fifty thousand is probably too little, right?"

Seeing Zhang Fan's harmless smile, Meimei, the slacker, and the old man all shuddered inexplicably.

do not know why.

They always feel that this tone is so similar to their own master?

(End of this chapter)