It seemed that the old Daoist's laughter was too heroic. After all, he had been depressed in the detention center for a long time. Every day, he was worried that he would be dragged out to eat peanuts. This laughter was a little exaggerated.
Perhaps it was because after drinking the wine, his mouth was full of alcohol, and the taste was a little strong. He even ate a few cloves of garlic at the small restaurant at noon.
In short,
For some reason, the middle-aged driver's hand suddenly trembled,
The summer homework exercise book that he had just received fell down again,
It fell into the gap behind the front seat.
"Hey, it's okay. I'll help you pick it up."
The old Daoist bent down and picked up the summer homework book again. He even flipped through it casually.
Generally speaking, this kind of summer homework exercise book for primary school students was made up of three parts.
Language, Mathematics, and English.
The old Daoist was bored anyway, or it could be said that he felt quite close to this primary school student named "Wang Rui".
There were probably many children named Wang Rui in this world, right?
The old Daoist did not associate her with Lin Ke.
"Yo, this handwriting is quite nice. It's just that this pause is a little too deliberate, but it's really nice.
"Hey, this diary composition is also not bad.
"Today, I was reading in the bookstore on South Street. I read a book called 'Uncle Tom's Cabin'. After reading this book, I felt very melancholic. Uncle Tom is really pitiful. What did he do wrong..."
The old Daoist slapped his forehead,
What a coincidence,
His bookstore was also opened on South Street,
There was actually a second fool in this world who was as brainless as the boss and opened a loss-making bookstore in a prime location,
Hehe,
The boss shouldn't be lonely anymore, right?
He flipped to the second page,
After some questions every day, there would be a diary composition. The word count was not high, and it was not possible to have too high of a requirement for a low-grade primary school student.
"Today, I was reading in a bookstore on South Street again,
There was an old man named Lu Fangweng who taught me Tai Chi for a while in the bookstore,
The old man's name was exactly the same as Lu You's,
The old man was very kind and caring. He even had a little pet. It was furry and very cute... "
"Hehe,
There was also a person with the same name in that bookstore,
What a coincidence,
What a coincidence..
The old Daoist was stunned,
He held the summer homework book in his hand and suddenly raised his head,
However, he found that the driver had already parked the car on the side of the road and was staring at him.
"Why is this thing in your car?"
The old Daoist asked doubtfully,
Although he was drunk,
But at this time, no matter how stupid the old Taoist was, he could guess it.
This was clearly the little loli's summer homework!
It must have been hard on the little loli.
Every diary entry had to be written in the tone of a primary school student, and the child wrote happily.
"You know her?" the middle-aged driver asked.
"Ah, yes, I know him. I'm quite familiar with him."
The old Daoist nodded,
"Since it's hers, I'll bring it back with me. Hey, don't stop. Drive a little further. Follow the No. 4 bus and drive a little further. You can drop me off at the entrance of the bookstore.
Thank you, brother. I'll treat you to tea when we get there. "
When the middle-aged driver heard the word "bookstore", his expression softened.
"Wait a minute, I have something to give her. This book, it should be the one she sat in my car when I took the job."
"It's okay, it's okay. You go ahead with your business. I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry."
The old Daoist waved his hand, indicating that he would follow the host's wishes.
Anyway, he was taking a free ride.
Naturally, he could not ask for any service.
"The little loli's homework book is actually with me. Why is she so careless? Could it be that she was so tired of writing such retarded questions that she simply threw the homework book away?
That's not right.
She's done all her homework. "
The old Daoist muttered to himself as he put the summer homework book into his arms.
He thought that he would return it to her when he returned to the bookstore.
If he found out that the homework book of an ordinary child was in a strange car, the old Daoist would definitely be anxious. Then, his imagination would run wild and he would feel that the child would be in danger.
But this was the little loli's.
Who could harm the little loli?
The old Daoist's hindsight was actually understandable.
Any family that lost a pet cat would be anxious and angry.
But who lost a tigress in their house?
Instead, he was calm.
What he had to worry about was the people outside.
However.
It was really fate.
He had just come out of the detention center and on the way back, he found the little loli's homework book.
The old Daoist felt that he was really a lucky person.
"Bang!"
At this moment.
The driver opened the back door.
The driver pounced on him with a white cloth in his hand.
The white cloth was stacked up. It was still wet.
The old Daoist was stunned.
He immediately reacted.
He grabbed the cushions on both sides of his body and kicked them!
A muffled sound was heard.
The middle-aged driver was kicked out of the car by the old Daoist and fell on the road.
He raised his head.
The driver who was kicked down had a look of disbelief.
Is this old man's skill really that sharp?
He had spent most of his life wandering the martial arts world. Although the old Daoist had no other way but to touch his crotch when something happened in the bookstore, he could not do much other than being a cheerleader.
However, that depended on what he met. If it was a monster or a ghost, the old Daoist really did not have many ways to deal with it. However, the old Daoist's skills were still good. Although he was in his early seventies,
If a normal man knew that he would still have the energy to protect himself at the age of seventy,
He would probably be so happy that he would hide under the blanket and laugh.
This was enough to show how healthy the old Daoist's body was!
A person who was not strong would have been beaten to death by the villagers before he reached adulthood if the villagers were not honest.
How could he live to seventy years old?
"What are you doing? Who are you?"
The old Daoist roared.
Then.
The old Daoist thought for a moment.
He lowered his voice.
He said,
"Could it be that, brother, you have a grudge against the owner of this exercise book?
Did she just fix you and insult you? "
With the Little Loli's violent temper.
If she met someone she didn't like.
Then that person might really be unlucky.
Even now.
The old Daoist had never thought of a possibility.
Something had happened to the Little Loli.
If something had happened to the Little Loli, it wouldn't have happened to an ordinary person, right?
At this moment, everyone in the bookstore, other than Wang Ke, the "Father", who was very nervous, everyone else, including Zhou Ze, felt that this was nothing.
The middle-aged driver looked around. It was afternoon, and there was a lot of traffic nearby. He did not dare to delay any longer. He took out a dagger from his pocket and rushed over.
It was very straightforward.
It was very decisive.
It was also very ruthless.
Only those good-for-nothing hooligans liked to wave knives in front of you and say some ruthless words that they thought were very awesome.
A real ruthless person would pull out a knife and do it.
He would not talk too much!
Seeing that the other party had used a knife, the old Daoist did not dare to be careless. As he retreated, he touched the door handle. After opening the door, he rolled out of the car.
The driver pounced on him from the car seat, but the old Daoist dodged quickly. He pounced on nothing.
"Bang!"
The old Daoist, who had just gotten out of the car, immediately stood up. He did not escape. Instead, he grabbed the car door with one hand and slammed it shut.
The driver's head hit the door.
It was not a light hit.
The old Daoist opened the car door again, intending to subdue this guy. Previously, he felt that he had been fixed by the Little Loli and was a little pitiful. Now that he dared to use a knife on him, he was sorry.
This penniless priest had to teach you a lesson!
However.
Just as the old Daoist was about to grab the other party's wrist and snatch the knife, he saw the other party's body suddenly jump forward. He endured the pain on his forehead and took the initiative to pounce on him.
The two men were entangled and rolled on the road a few times. The driver raised his dagger and was about to stab the old Daoist.
The old Daoist immediately locked his feet. At the same time, his arms were inserted into the other party's armpits and he exerted force!
This move to lock people was most suitable for this kind of unreasonable fight.
"Ah!"
The driver cried out. He felt his limbs twist and turn, and the dagger in his hand fell.
The old Daoist did not have the slightest bit of soft-heartedness. He flipped over and sat on the driver's body.
Although this guy was a martial artist, he relied on his ruthlessness to fight. To ordinary people, he was very fierce, but to people who really knew martial arts, it was not enough.
At that moment.
The old Daoist priest punched this guy's face left and right, punching him again and again!
"Bang!
Bang!
Bang!!!! "
The driver's face immediately turned red and green.
It was as if he had opened a sauce shop.
It was his bad luck to meet the old Daoist who had drunk alcohol and suffered in the detention center for so long.
The old Daoist was purely venting on this guy.
Of course, he had to vent his anger. Otherwise, what if he got acne?
After a round of beating,
The old Daoist rubbed his fist.
He got off the driver.
There were many passing cars nearby who saw this scene, but no one stopped to care about it.
Of course, the old Daoist did not dare to really beat this guy to death.
He had been in the detention center for a month, so he did not know about Brother Long of Kunshan.
Otherwise, if he saw someone holding a knife in front of him,
The old Daoist might really have a good time.
Anyway, this was the road, and there was a traffic light not far ahead. There should be a camera.
The old Daoist took out a phone from the driver's body. The driver had already been beaten unconscious. The old Daoist took his finger and rubbed it to unlock it.
Then, the old Daoist dialed his boss's number.
"Hello."
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
A warm feeling immediately welled up in the old Daoist's heart.
The boss's voice.
It was still so pleasant.
It was like a seaside fishery.
It was lazy and salty.
"Boss, it's me. It's me!!!!"
The old Daoist shouted.
The other end of the phone was silent.
The old Daoist was even more touched.
Boss.
He should be choking.
Thinking about it, he must have suddenly heard his voice and was extremely excited.
However.
After a while.
The other end of the phone replied.
"Who are you?"