My legendary life

Xie Dong is in such a good mood that he whistles in the elevator. He goes back to his room and looks at the time. It's not eleven o'clock yet. He thinks to himself that he just meets Zheng Jun, so he cleans up and leaves the Health Bureau in a hurry.

Where on earth is it more appropriate to make an appointment with Zheng Jun? He stood outside the Bureau and had no idea for a moment. After thinking about it, I finally decided to go directly to the provincial public security department, and then find a place nearby, and then hang up Zheng Jun. on the one hand, it also saved the black faced big brother from tossing and turning. On the other hand, I felt a little safer beside the public security department.

He made up his mind and waved to stop a taxi. After getting on the bus, he told the driver the destination. Then he closed his eyes and calculated in his mind how to talk about these things after meeting Zheng Jun. after pondering over these things, he suddenly heard a bang, and then the taxi body shook violently and ran forward. He was startled and quickly opened his eyes.

"Damn it! Why did you run into it? " The taxi driver scolded, opened the door and got out of the car, but he didn't move, just turned and looked back.

The taxi was waiting for the red light, but somehow it was rear ended by the car behind it. Judging from the moment it just came down, it should have been hit seriously. Alas, the driver's brother is unlucky enough, he thought silently in his heart and looked at it again. I soon found that the accident was quite interesting.

It turned out that this was a three car series collision accident. A van first hit the rear end of a private car. Because the collision was too fierce, the private car crashed into the taxi he was taking.

Although he didn't get out of the car, he probably glanced at it and found that the private car was the most seriously damaged. In the local saying, it was called "sandwiched two cakes".

The driver of the van seems to have a little dispute with the private car. He doesn't know what he's arguing about. As soon as he saw the situation, he knew that it would not be finished in a short time, so he decided to get out of the car and tell the taxi driver to change his car. But as soon as I opened the car door, I heard someone scold: "you fuckin 'hit my car. What are you pushing here? I don't think you're cutting it, are you?"

Turning around, I saw a big man with a shaved head jump out of the car as soon as the front passenger's door opened.

In May, the temperature in the provincial capital is already very high. This man is tall and strong. He is wearing a black T-shirt with a round neck and short sleeves. His muscles are full of clothes and there is a tattoo on his arm. It's hard to deal with him.

After getting off the bus, the man pointed to the driver of the van, swearing and shaking his arm, and rushed over. Seeing the meaning, he had to start at once. When the companion saw it, he quickly stood in the middle and pushed him into the car. He still cried out: "forget it, don't make trouble."

"I'll give you a damn face if I don't give it to you today!" Tattoo man fierce curse.

At the moment when the man turned around, a scar on his forehead suddenly attracted Xie Dong's attention. Why does this man seem to have seen him somewhere? He thought silently, a flash in his mind, suddenly out of a cold sweat.

Just last year, he was released from the detention center and rushed back to his home in Pingyuan county to pick up the books. Because he found a group of unidentified people downstairs, he became a rag collector. With the cooperation of Wei Xia, he took out the books unconsciously. Vaguely remember, there was a young man with tattoo at that time, that is, there was a very obvious scar on his forehead, and he teased Wei Xia a few words, and asked him to clean the trunk of the van!

Yes, that's the man! I will never admit my mistake. I was so impressed at that time, especially the scar. Now I think it's still shocking.

He should be under Ding Laosi, a thug of Weikang group. How could he follow the taxi? Could it be that...

as soon as this idea appeared, his body could not help fighting a cold war.

I'm afraid this can't be explained by coincidence. Most of the time, Zhang Liwei sent someone to monitor me. As he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he thought nervously, what should I do? If so, I can't go to see Zheng Jun!

After a moment of confusion, he soon calmed down. Thanks to the confused collision of the van, otherwise, I still don't know. If I go to see Zheng Jun, Zhang Liwei will soon know. That's really troublesome!

Not today, he thought. It seems that I'm still rash. I have to be careful when I fight with Zhang Liwei. I can't help subconsciously reaching for the USB flash drive in my pocket. Um... This thing should also be put in another place. It's not appropriate to always take it with you.

Several people in the back have stopped quarreling and started to call the police and inform the insurance company. The tattooed man also got back in the car. He peered in the rearview mirror and seemed to be talking on the phone in the cab.

Taxi driver came over, opened the door, sorry to say: "brother, I'm sorry, accident, have to wait for the police to deal with, you change for another car."

With a hum, he opened the door and got out of the car. He pretended to be nothing happened and looked into the cab of the private car from the corner of his eyes.

When the tattooed man saw him get out of the car, he opened the door and stared at him while holding up the phone. If he turned around and left, the man would follow him immediately. However, I don't know why, one foot had already stepped out of the car, but it stopped. Then it quickly took back and closed the door again.These subtle movements, of course, did not escape Xie Dong's eyes. At this moment, he has eased from the initial panic, walked to the scene of the accident in a leisurely way, and then walked to the roadside.

Since we can't see Zheng Jun, let's take a stroll. By the way, let's see what these guys can do. Thinking about this, I looked around and saw that there was a large supermarket on the side of the road, so I walked in.

After entering the supermarket gate, I turned around inside and suddenly turned back, only to find that the tattooed man actually followed him. I couldn't help but sneer.

Obviously, in addition to being able to fight, Zhang Liwei's subordinates should have no formal professional training, no camouflage and concealment, which turns tracking into a kind of blatant behavior.

The tattoo man never dreamed that he had been recognized by Xie Dong. No wonder no one thought that in Pingyuan county last year, a rag collector would keep his image in mind.

Therefore, his tracking is simply clumsy to the point of no scruples, swaggering behind, and sometimes the distance between them is almost before and after their feet. Xie Dong picked out a few products casually, while walking, he thought about the Countermeasures in his heart. After walking in the supermarket for more than half an hour, the man always followed.

He had no choice but to break the bill. After settling the bill, he took a plastic bag and walked outside the door. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

No, since we have reached this point, why are we still dodging? We have to let Zhang Liwei know something about it. He makes such an absent-minded guy look like a tail, which is too contemptuous. Last winter, the tomato scrambled egg hired by the fourth sister also followed me. Three or nine days, I was eating in the house, and the boy was waiting outside. We drove. He rode a motorcycle, and Xiao Jiang went around the city, almost didn't freeze to death Less must be the state of work, at least a little professional spirit! This can pour good, simply take me as a fool, never leave, this where is tracking, almost become my bodyguard!

Think of here, he can't help but sneer, secretly run true Qi, and then suddenly turn back, only to see the tattoo man is less than two meters behind him, may be a little unprepared, is staring at him.

He smiles and walks over with a few steps. He says with a smile, "the accident has been dealt with?" Tattoo man a little confused, staring at him, it seems that did not respond to this question.

"My name is Xie Dong. Please take a message to boss Zhang. I'll change someone later." Then he took the initiative to extend a hand.

Tattoo man this just reaction come over, on the face immediately flashed a trace of anger, ferocious stare Xie Dong one eye, the mouth scolds a way: "roll your mother! Don't talk to me! " With that, he decided to move his hand away.

The tattoo man is tall, big and strong. He is half a head taller than Xie Dong. Of course, he doesn't pay attention to him. Maybe he thinks that he can throw the thin man in front of him. But he doesn't think that as soon as they touch their hands, Xie Dong holds them tightly. He is about to break free, but suddenly he feels a sharp burning feeling and cries out in pain, He jumped back quickly.

These are all instantaneous things. After the two separated, the tattoo man stared at his own palm with a pair of frightened eyes. Obviously, he didn't understand what happened. However, his cry startled the people around him and surprised them. The two security guards of the shopping mall thought that something was wrong and rushed over.

Tattoo man bares his teeth and looks very painful. He takes a step forward and seems to want to attack. However, he unexpectedly finds that one of his arms is a little disobedient. He is stunned and stands in the same place. He is completely encircled.

Although Xie Dong's danyanggong has been a little bit backward recently, he has already reached the realm of sending and receiving freely. He just used five successful forces to seal the acupoints on the tattooed man's arm in an instant. However, this kind of internal force can only seal the acupoints for more than ten minutes, which is enough to make the tattooed man suffer.

"Remember what I just said to you!" Xie Dong light smile, did not forget to tell a word, and then turned swaggering toward the door, tattoo man opened his mouth twice, but did not say anything, just hold his face red, try his best to raise his arm, see no effect, in a hurry, had to use the other hand to the arm that does not listen to the call up, but a loose hand, the arm will go Once again the weak hang down.

Damn it! He was so angry that he yelled and scared the people around him. He thought that he was suffering from a mental illness and immediately hid for a long time.