Assassin Landlord & Beauty Tenants

Perhaps it is thought that the people behind will definitely not catch up with themselves. The motorcycle is not driving very fast, it is 30 to 40 kilometers. The person behind the bag is also rushing from time to time. Read the full text. [Read the novel on the astronomy network.com]

"Grass, what's the matter?" Looking at the things in the bag, the man who grabbed the bag was dissatisfied with a curse. The things in the bag are not the same. Many of them are small crafts or something. Basically, it belongs to the kind that goes out and sells and does not have to sell out, let alone sell it.

The man threw the bag away.

Later, the man looked at the handbag in his hand.

"I am grass, have you made a mistake, not even a mobile phone?" The man looked up and down the handbag, and there was nothing but a few dozen dollars of change and some keys.

"How is it possible!" The man turned up and down the handbag, and finally found that there was really no money, he thought about throwing the bag away, but when he caught somewhere, the man’s eyes suddenly bright.

"Hey, there is a secret!"

The man groped in the cracks of the bag, and then took a knife directly from the clothes and directly opened the substrate of the bag.

A small stack of red renminbi appeared in front of the man.

"I said how can I have no money, I hide it here!" The man took out the money and counted it. Then he said, "There are a thousand, haha, I earned it this evening, but it is only this. A thousand pieces, nothing else, just the woman looked at it, not like that chilly ah fairy."

"Maybe people are selling out, just talking about business?" The person who was riding the bicycle said, squinting at the rearview mirror. [Read the novel on the astronomy network.com]

In the rearview mirror, he seems to have seen a black shadow.

The shadow was very small at the beginning, but slowly, it grew bigger.

Finally, the biker saw the outline of the shadow.

It is a person's shape.

"Hey, is it my eye?" The biker looked at the speedometer, blinked his eyes, determined that the speed was 40 kilometers later, and looked at the rearview mirror again.

The black shadow in the rearview mirror has become a lot bigger, and the human limbs can already be seen.

"I am grass, someone is chasing us!" The man turned his head fiercely, and about 10 meters behind him, there was a man running fast.

"What's the matter! Who is this, how to run so fast, hurry up!" The man sitting behind him looked back and found that the person behind him was running closer and closer, promptly urging. .

"Go!" The rider suddenly increased the throttle, and the whole car slammed out.

The speed has been up to 80 kilometers.

After the motorcycle has reached 80 kilometers, it is quite fast. The wind hits the helmet and even a little vibration.

"Nervous disease, even chasing us, hey, let him chase now! I grass!" The biker said disdainfully, then looked at the rearview mirror again.

Inside the rearview mirror, the shadow is still there!

"How is it possible!" The rider looked back and found that the person who was about ten meters away from himself had already rushed to a place less than five meters away from him. The look of the man was also taken by this bicycle. People see it clearly.

This is a man who is not very handsome, but there is a faint ambiguity between the eyebrows.

"Superman?" The man on the bike looked at the speedometer, which is close to 90, and the person behind him still follows!

"Hell!" The man on the bike increased the throttle and the speed of the motorcycle quickly went up to 100!

After the speed reached 100, the motorcycle shook decisively.

"Come on, hurry up, I said, hurry up, that person has to catch up!" The person who was carried quickly urged.

"How is it possible, this is 100 kilometers!" The courage of the rider was completely scared, and the speed of one hundred kilometers was gone. The person chasing behind him even followed, this is not a ghost. ?

The throttle has been added and can't be added anymore!

"I am grass, don't run!" Cycling man seems to be tempered, although he is afraid to die, but the old is so chased always feel cautious, simply loose the throttle and stepped on the latest free chapter of the brake repair network. .

The motorcycle made a long brake mark on the ground and stopped.

And those who followed the motorcycle also slowed down.

Finally, the man stood still.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at the two people in front of him about five meters and said, "It’s really hard for you to come out to work at night."

"You are a man is a ghost!" The man who drove off the car and pulled a dagger directly from behind, facing Zhao Tiezhu, and the person who was carried also jumped out of the car and touched Zhao Dingzhu.

"Of course I am a human." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and said, "Just, you just seem to have grabbed my friend's things, I will come back to you to get it back."

"Don't think that you are running very fast, I tell you, the rush of knowledge, or else, the knife we ​​have, is not with your brain!" The biker threatened.

Zhao Tiezhu shrugged indifferently and said, "Since you don't want to give it to me, then I can only take it myself.

Ship.

Zhao Tiezhu’s figure disappeared directly. When it appeared again, it was already in front of two people.

"Really a ghost!" The person who was carried directly threw the dagger and ran, and the man who was riding the bicycle was more courageous. He took the dagger and tied it to Zhao Tiezhu’s body.

On the other side.

Lu Xiaoman stood at the door of the shop and looked nervously at a distance.

She didn't know where Zhao Tiezhu was now, whether she caught up with the speeding car. Anyway, she remembered Zhao Tiezhu's words that made her wait here.

I don't know how long it has been.

Lu Xiaoman has been waiting, with a slight concern in his eyes, but there is no anxiety.

It’s been a while.

A figure appeared not far away.

It was a thin figure.

There were two bags on the man's hand. One bag seemed to be broken. He was held in his arms by the man, and another bag was hung in his hand.

"Iron column!"

Lu Xiaoman’s eyes lit up and greeted him directly.

"Fortunately, not to be insulted." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and handed the bag and handbag to Lu Xiaoman, and then said, "You have been thrown on the ground by the bag. I simply tied it. I should be able to hold it. Going back to the hotel. Also, your bag has been opened, and the money is all there."

"Iron column, thank you!" Lu Xiaoman gratefully looked at Zhao Tiezhu and said, "Or else I really have no face to go back to see them."

"Oh, nothing, I am this person, I love doing good things." Zhao Tiezhu grinned.