Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 1209

  Jiang Wang had nothing to prepare. Since he went to the stable, he took the flames, with a long sword hanging on his waist and wearing a green shirt, and he left the house and dialed the horse path to the gate of "righteousness".

  Of course he will not run wildly in the downtown area, and Yanzhao is also very spiritual, walks very steadily, and knows how to avoid pedestrians.

  No, an old man walked tremblingly in front of him.

  Hyanzhao snorted, turned his hooves, and then let go.

  Jiang Wang then clearly saw that the old man also turned around.

  And then—

   "Ah~ah!"

   Just before Yan Zhao's horseshoe, he lay down slowly.

  Weakly shouted, "I hit someone to death."

  From the perspective of breath, this is an ordinary person. He was wearing hemp clothes and had two patches on his body. It's clean.

  Jiang looked at the black thread in his forehead, pulled the reins, and drove the horse around, for fear that Yan Zhao would accidentally trample him to death.

   "You can't go!" the old man shouted again.

  He yelled, "Everyone, come and see, don't care if you smash people!"

"I said." Jiang Wang looked down at him on horseback, took out the blue card, and shook in front of his eyes: "Should you look at the other person as well? I'm very curious about your professional ability, yes. How did you live to this age?"

  The old man raised his body and squinted his eyes for a while, as if he was trying to distinguish between serious and fake.

  And then lay down again...

   yelled loudly: "Look at it, everyone, the green card hit someone on horseback!"

  Jiang Wang:...

   Really want money, not life!

  Crossing someone with a green card is indeed very topical.

  The crowd that had gathered slowly, suddenly accelerated, and the crowd suddenly rushed in.

  The sound of pointing and pointing is endless.

  If I leave now, I really can’t tell.

  Jiang Wang sighed: "If you still don't get up, I will let the Inspection House handle this matter."

  "Want to scare me?" The old man glared at him: "I warn you. I hurt my brain when I was young, so I can't be frightened. If you are scared out by you..."

   "I think you also hurt your brain. You were beaten when you were young?" Jiang Wang said quietly.

"You threatened me again, didn't you?" The old man yelled to all sides: "Linzi's fathers and villagers have a look. At the feet of the emperor, the green card smashed my eighty-year-old man and threatened me that he would beat me what!"

  The eyes of the onlookers were also glaring. There are also a few young offspring who are eager to **** the strong and help the weak, rolling up their sleeves there.

   Jiang Wang was helpless.

   "It's all right." He directly took out the money with a knife: "Get up and take the money."

   "Won't you be better like this!" The old man got up numbly, grabbed the knife money in Jiang Wang's hand, and counted it happily.

  Seeing this scene, everyone knows that this old man is ruining people.

   "Beep!"

  The justice crowd dispersed in a rush.

  Jiang Wang didn't bother, and he was about to leave.

  As for the old man on the street, the censorship will teach him how to change his mind. The money for the hanging sword, if not multiplied ten times, he is also the green card of the fourth grade in vain!

  "Hey, the younger generation, wait." The old man crossed his arm and stopped in front of the horse: "Meeting is a fate. Why don't we do business again."

   has the meaning of being so small.

   Jiang Wang looked at him: "Oh?"

  This old man has a clean appearance. If he hadn't just been rolling on the ground and holding money in his hand, at first glance, he would have been a bit fairylike.

   "Why, don't you really think that I was wronged you just now? I'm so old, as for doing this kind of thing that cuts off children and grandchildren?"

  Jiang Wang didn’t know how to pick it up for a while, this old man was too cruel to himself!

  The old man slipped the string of money into his pocket and said: "I was shocked by you just now and fell in fright. Shouldn't you be responsible? This little money is already cheaper for you!"

   Jiang Wang was angrily laughed: "Did you just say that you were knocked down by a horse?"

  The old man waved his hand: "It's almost done, it's all that way! Anyway, you made me fall!"

   "You know how you fell."

  "Wow! Now you are still talking!" The old man said plausibly: "If you didn't hurt me, why did you lose money to me?"

   "Old man, less stoma. Retribution may not be impossible." Jiang Wang pulled the reins and asked Yan Zhao to detour: "I have something to do, let's go!"

  The old man took a step back, and somehow he stopped in front of the horse.

   Blowed his beard and said: "You still don't believe in the old man. Does the old man have a serious career? He is a serious man!"

   Jiang Wang's pupils closed slightly, he just didn't notice how the old man stopped Yan Zhao.

  The flames of the past, seem to have noticed something, and now they are also very docile.

"Old man." Jiang Wang looked at him seriously: "I want you to know that my tolerance for ordinary people is different from that of extraordinary monks. Because there is some anger that ordinary people can't bear, so I will restrain. Now , Let me ask you, are you sure you want to continue pestering me here?"

  No matter who this old man is, how hidden it is.

  This is Linzi!

  It's a dragon or a tiger. If you want to kneel, you have to kneel, and you have to kneel!

   "Oh, you are young, don't be so serious, you are prone to wrinkles." The old man came closer, stretched out his hand to follow Yan Yanzhao's red mane, Yan Zhao also obediently touched him.

  He smiled and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wang: "In this way, how about the old man's face to you? It's time to make up for the delay."

   "Meeting?" Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows: "Is this the serious profession you are talking about?"

  The old man was not annoyed, and smiled and said: "It's better than the brothel turtle, right?"

   Jiang Wang didn’t know what to say for a while.

  There is something in this old man’s words.

   "Cheng Yun a yuan stone." The old man stretched out a thin finger and said.

  Jiang Wang only pulled the rein: "No need!"

   "Hey!" The old man stopped again, voluntarily lowering the price: "One million stone, the head office, right?"

  Jiang Wang asked: "Does the master also test people who are unfavorable?"

   "If you don't know it, how can you know that you are not destined?" The old man begged for nothing, "Maybe there is destiny, but you don't know it!"

  Jiang Wang looked at him: "The way you look reminds me of an acquaintance."

  The old man smiled: "Everyone who is like me in the world will follow me!"

  At this moment, I was quite gaze at it.

  Jiang Wang shook his head: "I don't think that person can agree, and if he hears this, he will directly scold you."

  The old man always cares about his business: "Ten Dao Yuan Stones, there can be no more!"

Jiang Wang shook his head: "I'm not bargaining with you, old man. Look at so many people on this street, it may be your business, but I am definitely not. Don't waste time on me, what is my destiny, and others. It doesn’t count. I don’t need anyone to give pointers on what I want to do."

The old man sighed, "Postborn, I was like you, and I believed that I could face everything. But now, God is thin and wrinkles are deep, so I understand that time is also fortune, and life is irreversible. Apart from being naive, there is nothing great about being young. I was young, have you been old?"

  Jiang Wang said: "There is nothing great about being old. I will be old, but you can't be young again. Don't rely on the old to sell the old, one generation has the way of living. This is especially true of me."

  The old man spread out his hand and stretched his deeply wrinkled hand in front of Jiang Wang: "Then you give me another knife."

   Jiang Wang decisively took out a knife and put it in his hand.

  This time the old man was a little surprised, and looked up at him: "Aren't you unwilling to count?"

  Jiang Wang smiled: “If it’s just a small amount of money, it’s okay to listen.”

  (End of this chapter)