One Hundred and Ninety. The Old Lady Who Was Blocked

On the mountain, facing Yin Shuyu who was chatting with Victor about classical music, Driver Ye and the other five were no strangers to it.

What about Ashina City, what turkey farm, and what old thief Miyazaki are all words they don't understand.

After coming down from the mountain, it was already noon. After lunch, Victor left a call for Xia Yu.

"It's an honor to meet you, but it's a pity I wasn't born twenty years earlier." Victor regretted very much, "If you come to the third district in the future, you must call me."

Xia Yu replied superficially, "Definitely."

After Victor and Driver Ye left, the boss held Xia Yu's hand: "Thank you this time, this is one thousand, and the money is a little small, so please don't blame me."

"Thank you, boss." After taking the money, Xia Yu turned and left.

On the last day, the amount that the boss should have given was 700, and he gave 300 more.

In these three days, he made a total of two thousand three thousand.

In his opinion, it is a little small, but in Yin Shulan's eyes, it is already a very impressive number.

Yin Shulan only earns a little over a thousand a month.

"What are you rushing to do so early? Let's find some translators to do it." Yin Shulan said excitedly.

"How can there be any translation job anytime, and you don't have to think about it anymore, I'll get you money the day after tomorrow." Xia Yu's body had already arrived in the next town, so he just borrowed someone else's hand to transfer it to him. The money was given to Yin Shulan.

"No bank cards." Yin Shulan said firmly.

"It's not a bank card, it's cash."

"Cash is good, cash is good." Yin Shulan became happy.

Walking to the edge of the town, Xia Yu went into the nearby supermarket and bought some snacks.

"What are you doing with the snacks!" Seeing Xia Yu losing fifty yuan, Yin Shulan became anxious.

"Half a million will be in your hands the day after tomorrow."

Yin Shulan immediately stopped talking.

Carrying the bag, Xia Yu didn't choose to walk back, but called a > locomotive.

It's only ten yuan to take a locomotive.

He also only discovered today that there is a > locomotive business here.

"Grandma, sit still!" The driver of the locomotive was a young man.

"Okay!" Xia Yu sat in the back seat.

> He hasn't ridden on a locomotive for a long time, and he still misses it a little.

In other words, Yin Shulan still has a driving bonus, maybe she can buy a motorcycle and ride it herself.

I just don't know if Yin Shulan is still able to take the driver's license test at her age.

Although in the countryside, no one would check the driver's license of a > locomotive, but in case a strange guy came, it would be bad to report him.

The guy who drove was quite skilled, and the speed was neither fast nor slow.

At this speed, we will be home in more than twenty minutes.

Of course, this is the case when there are no obstacles in the way.

Now, Xia Yu encountered obstacles.

A bicycle was parked in the middle of the road, and the narrow road was suddenly blocked.

After stopping the car, the motorcycle guy yelled: "Whose bike! It's so wicked to park in the middle of the road!"

For a long time, no one paid attention. There are fields all around here, far away from the surrounding villages, and there are no people in sight.

Looking around, there is only an abandoned mud house.

The motorcycle guy turned off the engine and said to Xia Yu, "Grandma, get down first, I'll move the bike away."

Xia Yu sighed and nodded.

The motorcycle guy thought that Xia Yu was lamenting the poor quality of the bike owner.

But Xia Yu was sighing that the world was getting worse.

His telepathy told him there was danger in this.

Combined with the situation of this bicycle blocking the road, needless to say, it must have been robbed.

Xia Yu looked around. If it were him, he would suddenly jump out from the side and attack while the motorcycle boy was lifting his bicycle.

The motorcycle guy has a bicycle in his hand, so he must not be able to react in time.

The situation was as Xia Yu had guessed. The motorcycle guy lifted his bicycle and just took two steps.

Three figures rushed out from behind the earthen house nearby.

A sickle rested on the motorcycle boy's neck, and the motorcycle boy immediately put down his bicycle and raised his hand.

The other two people surrounded Xia Yu: "We know that the boss of the chemical plant gave you money, and if you hand over the money, we will pretend that we haven't seen it."

It turned out that he knew about the chemical plant.

After confirming the purpose of the three of them, Xia Yu relaxed.

None of these three people had their faces covered. They were obviously gangsters, and they knew that in the wild, there was nothing they could do without evidence.

"Leave that bag of food too!" one robber added.

Xia Yu put down the snack bag, and the faces of the three robbers showed joy.

"Yes, there is still money, today's one thousand, hand it over!"

Taking out the remaining 950 yuan from his pocket, Xia Yu smiled and said, "You want this?"

"That's right, put the money down." The robber's surprise reached its peak.

"Let it go? I'd better throw it to you!" As he spoke, Xia Yu threw the money into the sky.

The two robbers in front of him immediately became anxious and looked towards the sky.

At this time, Xia Yu also moved. He stepped in front of a robber and punched him in the nose.

The robber fell to the ground.

He rushed to another robber. This robber was a little more professional than the last one. He stepped back quickly, trying to distance himself from Xia Yu.

He escaped from the attack range of Xia Yu's fist, but Xia Yu, who was fighting LV2, didn't know how to use punches.

He flew into the air and kicked the robber to the ground.

The fight between the three lasted only three seconds, and the last robber and the motorcycle boy who had watched the whole process were still in a state of confusion.

What happened, what happened, why did two strong men get knocked down by an old lady?

For the last robber, I felt that something must have happened to the two companions. How could an old lady beat a young and strong man?

He hit the motorcycle boy's lower abdomen with the handle of the sickle to make him lose his combat power, then threw away the sickle and rushed towards Xia Yu.

In his opinion, an old lady can solve it with fists.

He paid for his mistakes.

Xia Yu turned sideways, dodged his fist, pulled his hand, tripped, and threw the robber to the ground.

The robber at the end blinked.

Who am I, where am I, and how did I fall?

Standing up, he shouted "Ahhh~" and rushed towards Xia Yu again.

His movements seemed fast to ordinary people, but in the eyes of Xia Yu, who was dexterous with LV4, it was almost like slow motion.

This time, Xia Yu didn't dodge, but raised his leg after the robber rushed close.

"Ah!" After a mixed moan, the last robber fell to the ground.

He felt that he might have to live up to the expectations of his parents to carry on the family line.

Looking at the three robbers writhing on the ground and making miserable noises, and then at the unscathed old lady, the motorcycle boy pinched his thigh to confirm that this was not a dream.

He took a breath.

The old lady was terrifying.