Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 2: Time Traveling Caused by a Suicide Note (2)
I hate the little boy most!Smacking his lips, Lao Zhu looked away, and the No. [-] bus was coming.

As soon as the car stopped, the crowd who were about to squeeze into the car suddenly realized that Lao Zhu, a sturdy man with a height of nearly two meters, seemed to be getting on the No. [-] bus, and the whole crowd came to a sudden stop.

Under the "farewell" of dozens of eyes, Lao Zhu got on the bus. After flipping a coin into the cash box, he turned his head and looked into the carriage, hoping to find a seat to sit for a while.

With a "swipe", the passengers sitting in the seats turned their heads and looked out the window at the same time, as if admiring the scenery outside, a few movements seemed to be a little too big, probably twisted their necks, and their expressions changed due to the pain.

You are so strong!Old Zhu was speechless.Sighing secretly, he walked towards the middle of the carriage, trying to find a handrail to stand on.

"咚咚咚" there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the people who were already standing in the carriage, who were already suffocating, suddenly flashed a large open space, which made Lao Zhu dumbfounded and admired again .

He unpacked the cigarettes he just bought a few times, stuffed them in his jacket pocket and trousers pocket for a while, and after spreading out a pack of cigarettes, Lao Zhu freed one hand and grabbed the iron railing. The low roof of the car forced him to He had to bear it with his head down.

It's okay if you don't grab it. After Lao Zhu raised his hand, the wide open space around him became wider after the sound of footsteps.

Lao Zhu looked down at his left waist, where a black knife handle was exposed.

Speechlessly rolling his eyes, he touched the three long scars on Lao Zhu's face a few times, how could he forget this one?

But he didn't bother to pay attention to it, because the car was already moving slowly under the trembling hand of the driver.

No one paid any attention to why there were so few people getting on the bus this time. Except for the roar of the engine, the entire bus was so quiet that it was frightening.

It wasn't until four stops later that Lao Zhu patted his butt and got out of the car, that there was a tidy sound of breathing in the whole car...

"Zhu, Mr. Zhu, this document is your father's will..."

Jinyuan Law Firm is Lao Zhu's destination this time. After getting off the bus, Lao Zhu came here, and the person who received him was the gentleman-looking lawyer with gold-rimmed glasses.

However, it seems to be the reason why our old Zhu's face is so lethal. The voice of this seemingly stable lawyer also revealed a tremor.

"Is it just such a document?" Lao Zhu took the brown paper bag with a cigarette in his mouth, frowning: "Did the old man leave me thousands of RMB or something?"

"Hehe, Mr. Zhu was joking!" The lawyer tried hard to force a smile on his face, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "It's like this, except for the title deed and will of the ancestral house, According to his instructions, we have donated his property to the International Disabled Persons Foundation, so we have not left any savings for you."

(End of this chapter)