I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

The orange cat was still looking at him straight.

"Silly cat, why are you so dumb?" Li Cha picked up the orange cat and rubbed its head, "I'll call you dumb from now on."

"Meow!"

The orange cat did not know whether to agree or let out a cry of dissatisfaction...

"Morning, Mrs. Smith, do you need my help?" Richard pushed down the car window and said to Mrs. Smith who was throwing garbage.

"Thank you, no need." Mrs. Smith nodded politely, with a mysterious smile on her slightly larger lips.

Li Cha nodded, drove away, and couldn't help but look at Smith's house.

I quarreled yesterday and moved today. Is this a divorce?

Li Cha couldn't help thinking.No malice, just a single dog... The instinctive thought of a nobleman seeing such a thing.

In sight, at the gate of Smith's house, a group of women came out with things.

Tsk tsk, this Mrs. Smith has a lot of girlfriends, and they are all big beautiful donkeys, so annoying...

After driving for a whole day, Li Cha didn't get any valuable news, but this is considered normal, after all, things don't happen every day.Even in a chaotic place like Waist Twister, there are times of peace.

In the end, I took another order, which was to take passengers to the Grand Hyatt Hotel. All the passengers were playing with their mobile phones without saying a word.

Li Cha was about to leave when he suddenly found a familiar face in the crowd.

Next door neighbor, Mr. John Smith!

Is it such a coincidence, then say hello.

Li Cha reversed the car, and suddenly saw someone beside John say something, and then John took off his suit in a panic and stuffed it into the trash can, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Bang!

The lid of the trash can shot up into the sky, the flames burst out, and the crowd was chaotic.

John took advantage of the chaos and left with a stinky face.

"Crap!" Richard greeted John, "Mr. Smith, do you want a ride?"

John was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Cha.

This is the neighbor?That weird neighbor Richard who often doesn't see anyone during the day and never shows up at the damn neighbor's party?

John never thought he would meet Richard in this situation.

Facing the neighbor's "gracious invitation", John resisted the urge to pull him out of the car, nodded and opened the door.

"The car is not bad." After John finished speaking, he remained silent, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

But there was an oppressive atmosphere in the car.

"Husband and wife quarrel?" Li Cha asked, and the car drove steadily on the way home, "By the way, it's not a good habit to bring fireworks out of the house, it's dangerous."

John's mouth twitched.

That's not a firework, it's a bomb that my dear wife stuffed into my pocket!

Bomb!

John has a million words to say, but he can't.

Who would have thought that his wife was a killer just like himself?And you want to kill yourself?And the means are very insane?

Blow up elevators, set bombs, do anything! ! !

After five years of marriage, even if you have no feelings, you don't have to be so fierce, right?

Is it really like what his best friend Eddie said, he is just a mission target, and Jenny is close to him to collect information, and then she will kill him?

John was confused, his head ached, and he felt uncomfortable.

"There is an old saying in Huaxia, one day a couple is a hundred days of kindness, and there is a quarrel at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed. It's nothing serious to quarrel between husband and wife, just let it go." Li Cha persuaded the blind dad with a smile.

John thought about Li Cha's words, recalled them carefully, and suddenly frowned.

How does this guy know we're arguing?

Is it...

John lowered his head, pulled out a short knife from his shoe, and slammed it on Li Cha's neck.

"parking!"

"learn."

Li Cha slammed on the brakes, the piercing friction sound could be clearly heard in the whole street, and white smoke enveloped the car body.

In the car, John's knife flew to the dashboard, and his chest hit the seat back due to inertia, and he was still feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.But he didn't dare to move at the moment.

A golden murder weapon was aimed at his forehead.

That is a pistol for hunting, it can kill elephants, and the rifle in the pistol is a sand eagle!

Judging from his many years of experience as a killer, it is absolutely true, and the insurance is loaded!

And what's more, it's a golden sand eagle!