The gray sky was shining, and only black and white were left in my eyes. The inner pocket of my close body was bulging, with ten thousand yuan earned from hard work for more than half a year. Jing Jian walked lightly and was full of joy because he was going to buy his own car today.

The car was originally owned by Lao Geng. Although the car is a little older, it is still well maintained. Trucks that are about to reach the scrapping period cannot be too high. Trucks are the lifeblood of Jing Jian and other transportation, so Lao Geng will never be able to sell them. But unexpected events have happened and something happened to him!

The reason for the accident was quite simple, it was just driving drunk. A car accident was in trouble. Lao Geng not only lost his entire family, but even his driver's license was revoked. He was really drunk and dreaming. After waking up, his whole family returned to before liberation. In desperation, he had to sell the car as soon as possible.

Jing Jian will not be able to pity people like Lao Geng. He has good face, good friends, and his ears are soft, and he can't stop his friends from drinking. It's ridiculous. Something really happened. Where have those friends who are tying their kids gone?

And opportunities are hard to find. If Lao Geng doesn’t have any trouble, where does such a cheap truck come from? The important thing in life is opportunities. Maybe without this wine, the one who makes money is Lao Geng, not the retired rural soldiers who have worked hard for more than half a year.

"Huh? Get rich?" It seems...?

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The picture suddenly changed...

Jing Jian was sweating heavily and was speeding on the road. A old car was driven out of the Qiumingshan sports car by Jing Jian. If you seize the time and run back and forth in two days, you can earn a net profit of 500!

The deposit of 2,000 has been paid, and Lao Geng’s car has not been received yet. At this moment, someone was in a hurry to deliver the goods and could not find the driver. He was "opening a high price". Jing Jianxin became angry and immediately took over the business. The fat man sitting in the passenger seat was the owner of the cargo. Is his name Lao Fei? Or Lao Fei?

Suddenly, a horizontal tree appeared on the road ahead. Jing Jian suddenly braked and observed the sides of the road nervously. In remote sections of this era, local villagers often rely on the road to eat and set up temporary toll stations. Of course, there was no receipt, so the money was not much, which was 3 or 5 yuan.

If you eat transportation, you won’t bother with such small blackmail, and you will usually pay. If you are afraid of the car bandits and road bullies, it is often the local villagers’ gangs who commit crimes. It’s good to steal goods, but the vicious ones will even kill you.

Therefore, seeing three or four people jumping out of the roadside on the side of the cab, Jing Jian took out the short steel pipe on the side of the seat without saying a word, opened the door and jumped down. The sudden counterattack caught these gangsters off guard, and were thrust by Jing Jianyitong, and all fell to the ground wailingly.

After a few steps, he caught up with the old man who was "paid" beside the tree, and knocked on his right shoulder with a stick, and heard the sound of bone shattering. He raised his leg and swept him to the side of the road. Regardless of the old man's life and death, Jing Jian inserted the steel pipe into his belt, and used both hands to move the tree away. He ran back a few steps, rushed into the car, and stepped on the accelerator, and the truck rushed forward.

Jing Jian was clean and neatly, and the old Fei beside him had not yet reacted. He held a 5 yuan note in his hand, stared at the person lying on the roadside in a daze, and shivered, "Are you meeting a bandit?"

Jing Jian smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "These are so bad that they haven't met a tough character."

"Ah? There are still tough characters?" Lao Fei's fat trembled. It was not until this time that he realized, and he felt a little scared.

Jing Jian slapped his waist: "Don't worry, the ruthless character will use this to deal with it." Jing Jian always had a sharp knife around his waist.

"Fortunately I met you, and fortunately I met you. Otherwise, I might have explained it." Lao Fei even said fortunately, "Everyone said that this road is difficult to walk on and is unwilling to come. It turns out..."

"So?" Jing Jian stared at Lao Fei fiercely, "Cao! You know you didn't say it earlier? You only gave 500?"

"Don't worry, brother! I'll add more money, add...100! Brother, smoke first, smoke!"

With her body in her arms, Lao Fei lit a cigarette for Jing Jian. For the sake of the extra money, Jing Jian let the fat man go temporarily. However, suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the rearview mirror, car window and windshield of the co-pilot on the right were all broken. Jing Jian stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and took a sip of the cigarette: "Grass! Do they still have earth guns and cannons?"

Lao Fei's face was pale and scared to speak. Jing Jian patted Lao Fei's shoulder and comforted him with a smile: "You are lucky. You didn't light a cigarette just now, so you got caught in this pile of iron sand! Hahaha!"

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The picture changed again...

Jing Jian's face was gloomy. He had just paid for the repair of the car and spent more than 2,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, such an unlucky thing happened when he rented a car and took goods on the last trip. Especially since the money around him was not enough, he could no longer afford Lao Geng's truck. He lost this opportunity and didn't know when he would wait for the next time.

Squatting in the corner of the wall, smoking a cigarette, thinking in my heart that I would like to find a way to get the deposit back first. Lao Fei came from afar and raised his hand to greet Jing Jian: "Brother Dajing, let's go, please drink."

"What wine do you drink?" Jing Jian was in a very bad mood. However, he was not someone who liked to take his anger on others. He took a deep breath and sighed, "I'm unlucky! Alas!"

"Huh? What happened? Tell me about it to me...ah? I'm short of money? How much is it? I'm lending you! What's the matter? I'm frowning... Our brothers have known each other, and we'll find you in the future. There's no need to ban the car, don't worry about you. Hahaha!"

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The picture changes again...

Jing Jian was full of joy in his heart. He held the money and smiled and greeted Lao Geng: "I brought the money, I'll take the car today."

Lao Geng took the money and suddenly showed a fierce expression, shouting at Jing Jian: "This opportunity to get rich is mine, why do you want to rob it? Kill him!"

A large group of people suddenly appeared beside Lao Geng, holding knives and sticks, and there were still many with earthen guns.

Jing Jian turned around and ran away, and gunshots kept ringing behind him. Jing Jian flew around the eaves and walls, using all his strength, but the people chasing him became tighter and tighter. Suddenly, a local cannon appeared in front of him. Lao Geng grinned and saw a fire coming from the gun mouth...

...

"Ah!" As he screamed, Jing Jian woke up from the nightmare. This dream was too real. Except for the last scene, it was all Jing Jian's experience in his previous life.

Zhao Xia was also awakened and stroked Jing Jian’s chest with heartache: “What’s wrong? Are you having a nightmare?”

Jing Jian gradually calmed down: "Nothing, nothing." Suddenly, he felt Zhao Xia comforting herself with her soft body, and an impulse suddenly arose, immediately lifting Zhao Xia's pajamas...

It’s all over, everything is over, life is beautiful now, so you should enjoy it.
Chapter completed!