Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 240
One thing he did casually actually attracted the attention of news newspapers, and even won the praise of netizens for a time, which Fan Chengfeng himself did not expect at first.

But despite being happy, there is still some gloom.

Fan Chengfeng always felt that there were a lot of traps in the reporter's questioning.

Of course, I don't know if it's my own illusion or their original routine.

Anyway, what Fan Chengfeng wants to do most now is to leave the airport and go to Yu Banghan's place, and then drive home. It is best not to stay in the provincial capital. Tao Tianming's vague words of caution seem to be with him all the time, and he hasn't left yet. go.

The scenery on the side of the road was retreating rapidly. Fan Chengfeng held the piece of jade hanging around his waist, and fumbled for the ring in his hand. With these two things, he was quite confident.

Fan Chengfeng wanted to call Yu Banghan, but as soon as the phone was taken out, the car creaked and trembled twice.

"what happened?"

The driver parked the car on the side of the road, and Fan Chengfeng asked a little puzzled.

"There's something wrong with the tires,"

The driver looked at the condition of the car behind before leaving, and after observing the tire on the right, he cursed, "Who is so wicked?"

With glass slag and iron nails, the tires of the car are completely unrecognizable.

"Master, I'm really sorry, something went wrong."

The driver said embarrassingly: "Look, why don't I call another car for you, so I can't waste your time."

Fan Chengfeng nodded and said, "Then I will trouble you."

The main reason is that this road is not a sparsely populated area. The glass slag and iron nails either destroyed a lot of cars in front, or they seemed to be specially aimed at themselves.

Fan Chengfeng was actually inclined towards the second possibility in his heart, but he really didn't understand, he didn't seem to have offended anyone, right?
If it was said that Yan Laocai's revenge came so quickly, he really didn't believe it.

"Who the hell is targeting me?"

Fan Chengfeng had been thinking about this question all the time, so he wanted to call Tao Tianming at this moment to find out.

He was completely confused, as if he was being watched by someone. At this time, Fan Chengfeng was a little bit frightened.

When the driver was about to make a call, a taxi with an empty sign happened to pass by.

Fan Chengfeng was really overjoyed to find an empty car during this period of time.

He directly said to the original master: "Master, forget it, I will take this car and go."

While reaching out to stop the car, he kindly gave the driver the toll that he had negotiated before, because in his opinion, the driver suffered a purely innocent disaster, and this amount of money was not enough for him to lose today.

"Master, where are you going? I only go to the South Bus Station."

The taxi that drove up from behind was a young man, and the first thing he said when he stopped was that he was only going to the South Bus Station.

Fan Chengfeng didn't really want to go there at first, but after thinking about it, he just needs to continue changing trains at the South Bus Station, and leaving as soon as possible is the kingly way.

So without saying anything else, he opened the door and got in the car.

The slumped taxi driver looked at the far away car with some doubts, "This man is so strange,"

"And this license plate number, it seems that I have never seen it before."

However, Fan Chengfeng was doomed not to hear his doubts.

Getting back into the car and going on the road, Fan Chengfeng sat on the co-pilot and looked nervously at the mountains and forests on both sides, so that he could respond in time if he jumped out of the ambush.

"Did that car break down just now?"

The young man asked Fan Chengfeng with a smile.

"No, I was pranked and broke the tire."

Fan Chengfeng said casually.

"It's a bit unlucky,"

The young man was very emotional, "The reason why I went back so quickly today is because my mother begged me for a lottery from the old god in Nanju Temple. There will be a little disaster today, so it's best not to go out at home. "

"But since we met on the road, let's just give you a ride."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Then is your little disaster coming?"

The young man shook his head, "Not really, but the old god of Nanju Temple is still very effective."

Fan Chengfeng didn't care about this. There are countless people who claim to be gods in this world, and he himself is one. Before, he saw a person who claimed to be a Nanxian, but he just knew a little about Feng Shui and pretended to be a ghost. Now he seems to be in some special place It's closed.

"Let me tell you, if you have time, you must go to Nanju Temple to worship, it is really effective."

"Last month, it was because I listened to the advice of the old god that I escaped a catastrophe."

"Have you heard of that serious traffic accident? It happened on the side of the Second Bridge. At that time, I planned to go there, but after listening to the old god, I bypassed it. Tsk tsk, that time was really miserable, More than a dozen cars rear-end one after another."

This kid babbled on, talking about the old fairy, as if the person he was talking about was a real cowhide.

But Fan Chengfeng closed his eyes in disgust, he didn't want to hear such words.

"Hey, don't you believe it, I have seen the old god's clever calculations with my own eyes."

If it wasn't so difficult to meet an empty car at this time, Fan Chengfeng really wanted to push the door and get off.

"Driving your car well, haven't you heard of a saying that misfortune comes from your mouth?"

Fan Chengfeng gave the driver a cold look, then looked around for a while, but there was still no suspicious sign.

"Am I suspicious?"

Fan Chengfeng asked himself, his observation and eyesight were fine, but where did the problem come from?

The car entered the urban area and started to take a road that Fan Chengfeng was completely unfamiliar with. The road operator said that it was only more than ten kilometers away from the South Bus Station.

However, while walking, Fan Chengfeng found that the driver deviated from the course.

The explanation given by the driver was that he would never take him to take a long detour if he got closer from here, and he definitely didn't want to take the opportunity to kill customers.

Fan Chengfeng was skeptical for the time being, and the driver continued to drive.

After walking about five or six kilometers, the driver received a text message and stopped in front of a mobile residential building not far away.

"Boss, I'll go back and get the talisman my mother begged for me. It will come down in about 3 minutes."

"How worried you are,"

After finishing speaking, regardless of what Fan Chengfeng said, he opened the door and walked into the residential building.

Although the reason was impeccable, Fan Chengfeng always felt that something was wrong.

He couldn't tell where it was.

At this time, a motorcycle rider in front rushed over, wearing a heavy helmet, his face could not be seen clearly, and there was a fashionable backpack in one hand.

The motorcycle drove very fast, and when passing by the car that Fan Chengfeng was riding in, the man actually stuffed the bag into the car.

(End of this chapter)