Chapter 233: White horse green shirt young Lang, come again?

The inference of the police uncle is taken for granted. /p>

If you say that you are driving a huskies, you will recognize it. After all, the size and character of the Husky, maybe you will climb into the car and drive. After all, the huskies of the people are doing this line - they are born from sledding, and how much is related to the car.

But the words of Jingba... Where is the big Jingba in the world? Therefore, it must be that the car owner wears the mask of Jingba and comes out to pick up the car! Otherwise, it will not explain at all!

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Song Shuhang finally stopped his own snoring.

As far as the buskers of the Dai Jingba mask are concerned, as long as they see the words Jingba, the car, the car accident, etc., he can now associate this with the peas with his ass.

He bet that 100% of this is caused by Peas.

"Is Ferrari parked in the villa that was hit?" Song Shuhang secretly wiped the sweat, then took out his mobile phone and went to the car network to see the price of Ferrari.

Under the investigation, the lowest price was more than three million, and it was only the sales price. All kinds of taxes and the like were not counted.

The above, five million, ten million, 20 million, imported tens of millions, a lot of varieties, the price is also rising all the way. Not afraid of no expensive car, I am afraid that you have no money!

Song Shuhang touched his pocket and thought that he had nearly four million cash from the altar, and it was a small fortune. Now it seems that he took all the cash out and he barely bought the cheapest Ferrari?

Far away... Now the problem is not this, first find a way to contact the peas to determine the event.

If it is really peas, you have to contact the owner of the villa to discuss the compensation problem. A Ferrari, I don't know what kind of car the other party is, and I can't afford to pay for my own four million.

Nonsence! No, the blame that peas has caused me to ask me to come back to the pot?

Huangshan Zhenjun is not a team dedicated to the peas to wipe the butt. If it is determined that the peas are causing the disaster, then do not be afraid, directly notify Huangshan Zhenjun, let Zhenjun come forward to get it.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang is very determined.

Then, he opened the contact list of the phone and found the number of the bean. Peas made a phone call to him yesterday, and Book Air saved its number.

After the phone rang about ten times, the opposite voice finally came.

"Wang, book voyage, call early in the morning, disturb the dog's dream! Wang, be careful, I will bite you back!" The peasant's depressed voice came out of the phone and said that he still yawned. Very sleepy look.

"Doudou, tell me the truth, did you drive the car yesterday? Also hit the villa of the family, and crashed a Ferrari?" Song Shuhang said.

"Wang, how do you know? You put a camera on me? You are a Song Shuhang, Wang, you peek at this is a violation of my privacy!" Doudou yelled.

"Peeping at you, a hairy! Do you think anyone is like you?" Song Shuhang angered: "What are you doing on TV?"

"Ah, hahaha, actually went to the TV? How embarrassing it is." Peas made two laughs.

"Where are you now?" Song Shuhang gnashed his teeth.

"In a hotel in Wenzhou City, I found it for a long time, and I just stayed with the little monk. This year, it is not easy to find a hotel without an ID card."

Stay with the little monk?

"That's good, remember, don't make trouble for me again! Wait until I am looking for you. If you make any moths during the period, don't think about seeing me again!" Song Shuhang hated.

"..." Peas are hard to silence for a long while.

Then, it carefully asked: "Book Air, you don't want to see me again," I am very uneasy... You won't fall in love with me? Well, I told you last time. I am Xiong Jingba, you want to engage in the love of the shemale, I am not a good object. If you have to engage in a fairy, I can introduce you to the cat girl, very cute."

"Hey!" Song Shuhang spit a blood, hang up the phone.

Then he swiped the phone and prepared to give Huangshan Zhenjun a haircut.

At this time, the sound of the doorbell was heard downstairs.

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When Song Shuhang looked up and looked out the door - hey, it is an acquaintance!

The man was wearing a black suit and looked serious. This is not exactly the ‘Tibetan hook’ week. It’s the monk that Huangshan Zhenjun arranged to deal with the peas that caused trouble.

At this point, he still seems to be squatting on his shoulder.

"It’s just right, so you can save the call to Huangshan Zhenjun." Song Shuhang was happy.

So, he enthusiastically went down the stairs to open the door.

After opening the door, Song Shuhang greeted him enthusiastically: "Zhou Shixiong, it is time for you!"

"Ah?" Zhou was inexplicable.

However, he is not afraid of professional handling of trouble, the senses are very sensitive.

After seeing the enthusiasm of Song Shuhang, he immediately thought of a possibility. Zhou’s face showed a bitter smile: “Does the peas get into trouble?”

"Well, just provoked, but the problem was not as serious as it was last time." Song Shuhang was embarrassed.

"Book Hang brothers!" Zhou sighed and slammed the shoulder of Song Shuhang: "Chou brother, I occasionally want to have a long vacation and take a rest..."

"Ah hahaha." Song Shuhang laughed.

"So, if possible, please look at the peas a little. Even if it only gives me a week of vacation, I occasionally want to go out for a meeting." Zhou Li exclaimed, the tone is full of endless Bitter.

Is it the stage of the female fairy? Zhou Yi’s brother is also very hard.

"I try my best, try my best!" Song Shuhang suddenly felt better in his heart.

"Come on, book brothers, I believe you, you can do it!" Zhou Dichang sighed and said: "Then, what happened to this pea?"

"Cough, peas just got a little trouble when they were in Wenzhou City. He hit the villa with his car and hit a Ferrari by the way?" Song Shuhang coughed.

Zhou Yimo did not say anything. After a long while, he curiously asked: "No?"

"No," Song Shuhang replied.

Zhou Li suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, just a small trouble that can be solved with money, it will be fixed soon, no problem!"

After all, he put down the man on his shoulder and handed it to Song Shuhang: "Give, book a small friend. This is the little Li teacher you are in the universe, I got him back from the West."

Xiao Li teacher?

Song Shuhang quickly helped him, and his heart was even more guilty. If he didn't pull the wrong person at the beginning, Xiao Li's faculty would not return to the old beauty with the spacecraft, so there would not be so many twists and turns behind. .

I hope that Xiao Li’s teachers will not suffer too much wrongedness.

Song Shuhang inspected the lower Li teacher and found that he was clean, except that his face was pale, the others were fine, and he was not tortured.

However, Book Air is still worried about asking: "Small Li teacher did not suffer in the West?"

"Fortunately, we arrived in time and did not suffer too much. It is difficult to say a step later. At that time, both physical and mental will be violently stimulated." Zhou Liyi smiled and continued: "In addition, he The original injury, we have already dealt with it. I also took some elixir to make his body stronger than before, and it is a blessing in disguise."

Song Shuhang sighed with relief: "That's good."

"There is a small problem at the end." Zhou is somewhat embarrassed.

"Hey problem?"

"In terms of memory, we are going to delete his recent memory in the West, because it is a pain for Xiao Li’s instructor to keep that memory. It’s better to erase the memory and live happily and happily.

But... I don’t know if it’s too many times that Xiao Li’s instructors have been memorized recently. When we want to delete the memory of Xiao Li’s instructor, it seems that it has not been deleted.

But we dare not continue to delete it again, otherwise it will easily make him a fool. Therefore, I will bring him directly to you, and the memory problem will let the white predecessors take it. Zhou Lixiao laughed.

"Okay, I understand." Song Shuhang nodded. "At that time, I let the white predecessors deal with his memory again. Right, do you want to come in and sit down?"

"No, no. I can't immediately run Wenzhou City to deal with the peas after the disaster. I will go in and sit down next time, then I will go first!" Zhou Li took a haha, then turned Run away quickly.

When he escaped for a long time, he turned back and passed the voice into the secret: "On the book, the hypnotism on the teacher of Xiao Li will be restored in another twenty minutes. When you come to pay attention to it. ""

After all, he lifted his legs and ran like a fly...

"Inexplicably, afraid of swearing?" Song Shuhang scratched his head and re-raised Xiao Li's teacher and returned to the upper floor.

Wait until the predecessors practiced, and then deal with the memory of Xiao Li’s instructor, he can send him back to the school.

I hope that the relatives of Xiao Li’s instructors are not too worried.

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Song Shuhang casually put Xiao Li's faculty on the sofa, and there are still twenty minutes to wake up from Xiao Li's faculty. I hope that the white predecessors will finish.

Then, Song Shuhang himself sat on the other side of the sofa at random, and began to close his eyes to practice the "True My Meditations" and temper his own mental power.

Recently, I feel that my nose is faint, and my mental strength cannot be dropped!

Then... About seven or eight minutes of meditation, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a little weird, and there seemed to be someone walking around.

Did Xiao Li’s teacher wake up in advance?

Song Shuhang opened his eyes.

Then he was stunned.

Desert... The endless desert, except sand or sand, has no life.

He quickly looked up and looked at the sky.

I saw only one black hole-like vortex in the sky, slowly turning.

"Where!" Song Shuhang couldn't help but scream, how come it again?

Well, the voice that seems to be moving around just now is...

He turned his head fiercely and looked at the sound.

I saw a distant desert, and one person was approaching him.

The horse is a white horse, and there is no variegated body in the snow.

The person is a teenager, a blue shirt, a red-breasted young man!