Finally, Hao Yunyang really bought a car, and signed the letter with his right hand slightly trembling, and the 390,000 oceans left him.

The car was selected by Hua Liu Chengyin and the shopping guide for Hao Yunyang. The Lexus IS300 Deluxe Edition has a silver-gray body and streamlined shape. To be honest, when he took the car keys and various documents and receipts and got on the car and started the engine and drove out the door slowly, Hao Yunyang's heartbeat had increased to more than 120 beats per hour.

Touching the steering wheel and stopping the lyrical music coming from his ears, Hao Yunyang felt like he was falling into a dream.

If someone told him a few months ago that you would drive a Lexus, Hao Yunyang had to ignore that person as a fool.

"How does it feel?" Hua Liu Chengyin sat in the passenger seat, looking at Hao Yunyang's calm expression that was trying hard to maintain, and asked with a smile.

"It's very good." Hao Yunyang subconsciously leaned back and said, "It's much better than the coach car I drove when I was learning to drive."

“…”

Hao Yunyang drove the car and did not go to the hotel, but took Hua Liu Chengyin directly back to his residence. Under the dormitory building more than 20 meters away, the administrator was still sitting quietly, but when he saw Hao Yunyang get out of the car, a shocked divine light flashed through the depths of his turbid eyes, and then it was well covered up and looked at it blankly.

"Live here for the time being." Hao Yunyang habitually nodded and greeted the administrator with a smile, then led Hua Liuchengyin upstairs and said as he walked: "When everyone is here, I will rent two more houses and talk about the rest later."

"Well, it doesn't matter where you live." Hua Liu Chengyin smiled and laughed twice, saying, "As long as you can do your job happily."

Hao Yunyang understood the implicit sound of the flowers and willows, smiled and said nothing, stood at the door and knocked on the door of the room where Zhao Chenxin was...

There are many pickpockets outside Wenzhou Railway Station. Anyone who has been to the train station two or three times knows how rampant the pickpockets there are. They almost robbed them in broad daylight and stole your valuable items.

However, generally speaking, most of the people who arrive at the train station are from other places who come to Wenzhou to work. As long as the losses are not too great, ordinary people choose to swallow their anger. After all, there are not one or two pickpockets, but one or two people, and a group of people are in charge. Ordinary people are not their opponents at all.

In addition to the difficulty in obtaining evidence, too strong liquidity, etc., the pickpocket group at the railway station has become a cancer. The police tried every means to get rid of it, but they could not find a place that could be eliminated. They could only crack down on it and then...

The crackdown is over, everything is as usual.

The mistress is a man who is 1.79 meters tall, handsome and fashionable. She looks 24 or 25 years old, wearing a black casual outfit and strolling outside the train station.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be vicissitudes of life were looking back and forth on the pedestrians, looking for a suitable target.

Miss San is his nickname. Usually, small vendors who set up stalls near the train station have to call him third brother when they see him. To be precise, Miss San is a pickpocket, but he is a high-level pickpocket with more than 20 people under his command, and he relies on his own to take care of the nearby patrol and auxiliary police before taking action on weekdays. Therefore, Miss San is always very diligent and directs his subordinates to do it again and again.

"Huh?" After wandering for a long time, the mistress finally locked on a young man who had just come out of the train station with his luggage of a large bag. He turned his head slightly and raised his chin. The three pickpockets who had already been standing by the side understood each other, turned their eyes and surrounded him.

This young man, who was regarded as a fat sheep, was about twenty-five years old. He had long hair covering his face and looked old. The suitcase he was carrying looked old. The denim bag on his back was also hole-by-hole.

Logically speaking, this kind of person is the least willing to approach him, especially when he comes out of the inside rather than from the outside. In this way, the oil and water on such person can be imagined.

However, the mistress chose him as the starting point, and there is a reason for this.

Although this man looks very sorry for the audience, he is a typical migrant worker who comes to the city from a small countryside to work, one of the reasons why the mistress makes up his mind to attack him is that the young man accidentally exposed the gold chain worn on his right wrist was very thick.

And when he was naked, he carefully shrank his hands and covered the chain with his sleeves again. With his mistress's years of pickpocket experience, he immediately concluded that this person was a fat sheep! A fat sheep after being disguised!

Besides, if you are new to the place you are not familiar with, even if you don’t get any benefits in the end, you won’t lose much. Just try it, and you won’t lose a piece of meat.

I made up my mind and the three pickpockets had slowly formed a siege of surround the young man. The mistress showed a discretionary smile on her face...

"snort!"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Uh." Just when the mistress thought the overall situation was settled, the young man who seemed to have not felt it suddenly snorted coldly, without even the slightest prelude. After putting down the suitcase, he kicked out with lightning speed between lightning and lightning. The whole process took less than two seconds, and the three pickpockets surrounding him were already screaming and falling down.

The smile on the mistress's face froze...

"Mom, I dare to touch me!" Then the mistress who had been smooth sailing for more than a year left wildly. Her thumb and index finger intersected, and a loud whistle sounded in her mouth. More than a dozen members of the gang standing beside the field surrounded the young man in two silences.

"I don't want to die, get out." The young man was just bent down and was about to lift his suitcase and leave. He stalemateed for a moment, withdrew his hand that had reached the suitcase, stood up straight, and his face, which was covered by his hair, was covered with coldness.

"Boy, it's best to inquire about the other party's background before causing trouble in the future." The young man's warning did not work at all. The mistress took out a switchblade from her pocket, played with it in her hand and said, then raised her chin: "Tell him how to be a human being."

"Drink!" As soon as the mistress said, the young man even slid down to the ground with his denim bag on his back. He did not give the pickpockets time to take out the guys. He raised his left leg and leaned slightly down, and he stepped hard at a position where the unlucky pickpocket's neck and shoulders intersected. Only a muffled sound was heard, and the pickpocket fell straight down, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Bang...bang..."

Two minutes later, the young man carried a denim bag with a normal expression, picked up his suitcase, looked back at the mistress in horror, left the pickpocket who fell to the ground, calmly got into a taxi and said, "Go to Yueqing."
Chapter completed!