Chapter 144: The Scapegoat's Obsession!

Zhuo Oi didn't expect to meet Wang Ling here at all. After receiving the call from his subordinate, he came down immediately.

"Mr. Zhuo, these two people damaged your car and refused to pay compensation. Is that too much? Do you want me to call a lawyer..." What the man in sunglasses wanted to say was whether he should call a lawyer. , but before he could say anything, he found that Zhuo Yi's gaze was already directed towards him fiercely.

There's something wrong with this plot!

The man in sunglasses shed a few drops of cold sweat: "..."

"Do you know who this person is?" Zhuo Yi pointed at Wang Ling: "He is my master! So what if he was hit by the master? It was just a caress from the master!"

Man in sunglasses: "..."

Lord Thunder-throwing "..."

Wang Ling: "..."

Zhuo Yi stepped forward with excitement on his face and held Wang Ling's hand: "Master, my disciple, I have been waiting day and night for it, and finally I see you!"

Wang Ling knew that he had been completely blackmailed by Zhuo Yi. There were a lot of old ladies who were Pengci these days, and Pengci being a master was indeed quite refreshing and refined.

Not long ago, Wang Ling heard a story about a little girl who met an old lady who had fallen down on the way to school. The little girl kindly helped the old lady up, but the old lady insisted on making the little girl pay... And so At this time, the little girl stood up calmly and slapped the old lady, leaving a sentence: Anyway, I am underage! Then, he left...

At this time, Wang Ling actually wanted to imitate the little girl's behavior.

Well...he is only 16 years old, so technically he is a minor!

However, after this slap, Wang Ling felt that this guy would definitely lead the dog on the spot, right?

"I've heard Mr. Zhuo's name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be your brother's disciple?" True Lord Throwing Thunder clasped his fists, trying to resolve the embarrassment in the situation.

"This senior is..."

"I'm Lei Mou, my name is Zhenjun Dului." Zhenjun Zhenlei hugged Zhuo Yi's fists.

"It turns out that the senior is Lord Thunder-Throwing!" Zhuo Oi was excited for a moment. It turns out that the senior who is rumored to seek death in the world of cultivation is him! If he hadn't taken the current situation into account, Zhuo Yi felt that he would have knelt down to worship this big shot...

"I've heard about the True Lord for a long time, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet here today..."

Lord Throwing Thunder touched his head a little embarrassedly: "Is my reputation so famous? I wonder where Mr. Zhuo heard the news?"

Zhuo Yi thought for a while and immediately replied: "The Story of Immortal Cultivation, I have been a close friend for 500 years!"

Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."

Lord Throwing Thunder: "How come Mr. Zhuo appears here?"

Having said this, Zhuo Yi looked around cautiously, pointed to the No. 2 inpatient building next to the "Night Service Building", and said very quietly: "I am here today to visit an old man on behalf of our Hundred Schools General Administration. Leader, this is the former Director Chen of the Xiuzhen Police Department..."

Then, he pointed to his head and shook his head.

Lord Throwing Thunder: "Is there something wrong with his mind?"

Zhuo Yi, the man in sunglasses: "..."

Zhuo Yi: "...it's Alzheimer's disease."

Wang Ling raised his eyelids slightly, because not long ago, the old man's dementia finally got better. I didn't expect to meet one today. Sure enough, mental disorders are a thorny problem for both cultivators and ordinary people! Facts have proved that this thing cannot be cured with medicine...

Lord Throwing Lei glanced at the No. 2 inpatient building and frowned deeply: "This old Director Chen has dealt with me before. In the past two years, in order to protect the welfare of the working people at the bottom of Dafeng Factory, he worked alone He rushed to the factory and overturned more than a dozen excavators.”

Wang Ling: "..."

"I have always felt that Mr. Chen, Director Chen, has a similar temperament to me." Grenade-Throwing Lord Zhenjun said, "I will ask Brother Dong later to see if he has any special treatment methods."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yi immediately bowed his head and said, "On behalf of Director Chen, I would like to thank you in advance for your help!"

"It's nothing in the way, it's just a minor problem." Lord Throwing Thunder smiled slightly.

Today, Odd Zhuo felt that his luck was really over the top, and he actually met two seniors he had admired for a long time at the same time. However, Zhuo Yi also found that when the two living people were standing in front of him, he didn't even have the courage to ask for a WeChat account!

I've just met each other now, and I'm already clamoring to add him on WeChat...

What should I do if my seniors think this is disrespectful and leave a bad impression?

How embarrassing would it be if you were rejected by your senior?

What if seniors don’t use WeChat? Wouldn’t it be too rash?

just in case……

For a moment, Zhuo Yi struggled internally for a long time.

At this moment, a siren wailed outside the hospital, and four police cars drove into the parking lot, surrounding Wang Ling and others.

The security captain knew Zhuo Oi's identity, so he took advantage of the opportunity and came to Zhuo Oi's side to explain the current situation.

It’s still the same thing about small three-wheelers chasing Maybach.

The security captain heard that the tricycle had overtaken the Maybach on the highway and was seriously speeding... Then the traffic police brigade adjusted the surveillance system to check the route and chased it here.

"It seems that they are here to cause trouble for us, brother Ling."

The eyes of Lord Throwing Thunder were as calm as water. They were just a few policemen, so they could not scare him at all.

Although I'm not afraid, things are indeed troublesome.

In a legal society, realms cannot explain everything. Even if one is a god, if one breaks traffic rules and violates the law, no matter if it is a fairy sword or a car, the person who should be confiscated will be confiscated. Those who should go to jail will go to jail... Diulei is very famous in the online cultivation circle, but the police will not buy it.

And Wang Ling was also in a bad mood.

The three-wheeled "Sheep" has always been a child, with a slightly unstable temper. Sometimes he gets naughty and can't control it at all.

Looking at the group of traffic police whizzing over, Wang Ling was suddenly a little distressed.

Zhuo Yi, who was standing next to him, had a bright look in his eyes! ——He knew that his chance to show off had come!

"Are the master and seniors worried about this?" Zhuo Yi asked.

Master Diulei: "Can you handle it?"

Zhuo Yi gave a thumbs up: "It's just a group of police uncles! They are all minor issues! Senior, watch my performance!"

As soon as the voice fell, the traffic police captain on the highway got off the police car aggressively and slammed the car door shut.

A few police officers followed him and found the tricycle suspected of speeding at once. They glanced at the people around them: "Whose car is this?"

Under Zhuo Yi's gaze, the man in sunglasses didn't dare to speak at all: "..."

"It's mine!"

Then, in the next moment, Zhuo Yi straightened his chest and stood up!

At this moment, Wang Ling and Master Diulei could feel the dazzling holy light emanating from Zhuo Yi's back!

Not only can he take the blame, but he can also take the blame...

Wang Ling thought, this is probably the obsession of the scapegoat...