Chapter 971 They Are the Worst Luck

The dilapidated pickup truck returned to Binhai from the countryside overnight. The old man reached out and touched the head of his eldest granddaughter who was sitting in the passenger seat. The eldest grandson shook his head and shouted.

"Grandpa! I won't grow taller if I touch my head like this! But grandma is so angry when she is angry."

The old man who had just returned home and stayed for one night was scolded by Qian'er's mother.

"I went back to my hometown because I don't want to cause trouble to our son. I will distract you in the city. What are you doing here now? If your son in the city has something to do, you can still help him a little. What's the use of going home? Han Xiu Is there something wrong with your mind? "Get out of here."

Han Qian, who was scolded by his wife, obediently took his granddaughter back to the city. During the winter and summer vacations, there was a traffic jam on the road, so the old man had no choice but to drive his daughter on the national highway.

Listening to the nagging of his granddaughter sitting in the passenger seat, the old man giggled and reached out to touch his granddaughter's head again. Little Beloved struggled to resist, and finally simply stood on the chair and turned around to look out the window.

At this time, the old man looked at the oncoming Audi A6 in front of him. He turned the steering wheel hard and reached out to grab his granddaughter's arm. The Audi A6 and the pickup truck were scratched. The old man braked, and Beloved turned his head and looked at him blankly. Looking at the old man.

"Grandpa, a big black mouse passed by just now."

The old man frowned and told his granddaughter not to move in the car. Then when the old man opened the door and got out of the car, a motorcycle and an Otsey passed close to the pickup truck, throwing up dust like a storm.

After the dust dispersed, the old man looked at the smashed taillight of the pickup truck, turned around, got into the car, started the car and said softly.

"Are you scared, baby?"

Beloved pulled on the seat belt and shouted.

"Don't be afraid!"

The old man smiled and turned the steering wheel.

"Then you have to sit tight!"

When the car turned around, the old man pressed the accelerator with his right foot to the floor, and the pickup truck rushed out like a sharp sword. The co-pilot's little pet raised his little fist and shouted like a grandma.

"Hurry up~ Hurry up~ Let's take off~"

The car quickly caught up with the Otsey in front. The old man honked the horn frantically. He didn't care who the guy driving the Audi was, but the rear lights you gave me were smashed. He just wanted to apologize. Walk?

At this time, several people in the Ott race looked at the overtaking pickup truck. Their heads were also confused. Forget about the lives of people in Binhai, a broken pickup truck could step on more than 120?

One hundred and two is not the limit for the old man, nor is it the limit for the pickup truck.

Instead, Beloved was sitting in the passenger seat, and the old man did not dare to drive too fast.

Soon, the pickup truck caught up with the Audi. When it was speeding next to the Audi in the supermarket, the Audi's window fell down. Beloved lay on the window and looked at this familiar old face. He opened his eyes wide and shouted.

"Grandpa, it's Grandpa Cheng Jin. He does it very quickly."

Cheng Jin?

The old man turned his head and glanced at Cheng Jin, who was constantly reaching out and gesturing in the Audi cab. The old man frowned slightly, and then Beloved spoke.

"Grandpa, it seems that Grandpa Cheng Jin's car broke down. Judging from his eyes, his eyes are very anxious and desperate. Judging from his expression, he is even more anxious. According to my experience of watching TV series for many years, Grandpa Cheng Jin's The car's brakes are most likely malfunctioning. My mother told me that civil servants pay great attention to their appearance and appearance. Grandpa Cheng Jin is a high-ranking civil servant. There must be something wrong with his current car! "

"Baby, tell me!"

"I remember there was a puddle on the road when we came here."

"Um?"

"Get into the puddle for Grandpa Cheng Jin."

At this moment, the old man suddenly felt a large amount of knowledge pouring into his mind, and the seven big characters hit his Tianling Gai.

Like father, like daughter.

The old man knows his son well. Han Qian will definitely guess it here and will definitely tell Cheng Jin what to do if he falls into the ditch. But the old man can't do this. Cheng Jin can't fall into the puddle. The old man is not very good. He cares more about protecting the safety of his grandson.

The pickup truck accelerated again, changed lanes and appeared in front of the Audi car. At this time, Cheng Jin, who was driving the Audi, suddenly felt peaceful. Cheng Jin didn't know why, but as long as he saw the Han family, he became very at ease. , seems to think that the Han family can solve any big problem. Sometimes Cheng Jin even thinks that if monsters really appear in this world, then only one guy can become Ultraman.

The pickup truck began to slow down, and the front of the Audi A6 came into close contact with the butt of the pickup truck. The tires of the pickup truck locked up, and bursts of thick smoke came out in front of it. When the Audi slowed down, the pickup truck suddenly accelerated, and the distance between the two vehicles was about twenty When I was 30 meters away, a pickup truck came in reverse.

The bumpy collision between the two cars caused the co-pilot's pet to be knocked unconscious and still yelling.

"Do it, do it!"

At this time, Cheng Jin also pulled the handbrake. He didn't care whether he was dead or alive. He tried his best to stop the car because Han Qian's precious daughter was in the car.

After a stalemate, a burst of white smoke came out of the Audi's front hood, indicating that there was something wrong with the engine.

The old man unbuckled his seat belt and touched Beloved's head.

"Baby, please get off the car later. Grandpa goes to see your Grandpa Cheng Jin."

Beloved hummed, then sat in the car, breathing heavily and muttering softly.

"Awesome, live another day."

The old man glanced at Beloved, got out of the car with a smile, closed the door and walked towards the Audi. Looking at Cheng Jin who was sweating profusely, the old man frowned.

"It's malfunctioning?"

Cheng Jin closed his eyes and nodded. At this moment, the motorcycle following Cheng Jin rushed over and sped past the old man. After about 50 meters, the motorcycle turned around.

The old man looked at Cheng Jin, raised his hand and pointed his thumb at the motorcycle in the distance behind him, and asked.

"They?"

Cheng Jin panted and nodded, listening to the sound of the motorcycle whistling behind him, the old man said again.

"Will there be trouble if they are killed?"

Cheng Jin gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"No trouble! No one will investigate their life or death."

As Cheng Jin was about to get off the car, the old man stretched out his hand to hold the door and smiled.

"Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gangster on the motorcycle also took out a machete and chopped at the old man. At this moment, the old man suddenly turned around, his right arm became visibly thicker, and a turning diamond pen hit the gangster's chest.

The power of this instant burst plus the impact of the motorcycle fell on the gangster's neck as if an intercontinental missile hit his neck.

The two people on the motorcycle flew into the air at the same time. The motorcycle driver died on the spot. The front wheel of the motorcycle flew into the head of the belated Ultra Racing Car. Then the old man stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the other person, and lifted him up with one hand. Cheng Jin was about to speak, but the poor guy in the old man's hand had been thrown out and fell on the windshield of Ultra Racing Car.

The people in the car were stunned by the bloody face on the windshield, but just when they lost their minds, the bloody face seemed to be hit again, breaking the glass, and the bloody head almost kissed the driver's face.

The people in the car looked at a sturdy old man standing in front of the car, stepping on this poor guy.

The driver came to his senses and was about to restart the car, but he saw the old man in front of the car bend down, his forehead veins popped up, and he roared, removed the windshield with his bare hands and got into the car, and punched the man in the co-pilot.

Instantly fainted.

Then the old man grabbed the man in the driver's seat by the head, or more precisely, pinched his face with one hand, and asked casually.

"Cheng Jin said that it's okay to kill you."

There was a noise in the car.

About three minutes later.

Perhaps less than three minutes, the passenger door was kicked open, and the old man dragged a dying guy towards Cheng Jin. At this time, there were still four people in the Otsey, all of whom were no longer breathing.

The old man dragged the seriously injured gangster to Cheng Jin and said softly.

"Do you need to ask questions?"

Cheng Jin frowned as he looked at the old man's red clothes.

"Injured?"

The old man smiled.

"Minor injuries, most of them are theirs."

Cheng Jin lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and shook his head.

Click!

The poor gangster was twisted by the old man with his bare hands and thrown on the side of the road.

Han Qian does not kill people, and his heart is like a bodhisattva.

Han Xiu asked for his life, but he didn't have so much garbage in his heart.