Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

In his early years, Master Zhai had been working late at night to transport goods. Now, in his current job at Monopoly, he only sends customers home, which is basically his work in the latter half of the night.

Therefore, although Na Zhiming asked him to rest for a while, he still said that he was absolutely fine.

Na Zhiming knew that the average veteran driver only believed in his own driving skills, especially when faced with a boy who looked like himself and looked only a teenager, and when he drank until midnight last night, he was You must hold on for a while longer.

However, he also told Master Zhai that if he felt a little sleepy, he should replace him quickly and don't show off.

The road from Pang's house to the train station is not too long, only about ten miles. Master Zhai's speed is not too fast, and it only takes about ten minutes to meet the car driving from the direction of the train station. The bus is coming.

However, the bus opposite at this moment was not running, but stopped on the side of the road. Master Zhai said to Na Zhiming:

"Then the bus was parked on the side of the road. Did something break down?"

Na Zhiming frowned, and he also noticed the situation of this bus. It was normal for buses to break down. There were many problems with operating vehicles in that era.

But usually in this case, everyone will wait for the bus company to solve the problem under the command of the driver and the flight attendant. Everyone will sit in their seats, and almost no one will get emotional.

But the situation in this car looks different.

Na Zhiming's eyesight was fine, and he could see figures moving in the car from a distance, as if... someone was fighting.

This made him a little anxious.

I prayed secretly in my heart:

Pang Fang must not be in there, and don't be implicated by others in there.

At this time, Master Zhai had already parked his car opposite the bus. Zhiming did not wait for the bus to stop, opened the door and rushed out. Before leaving, he did not forget to say:

"Xiao Tao, don't get out of the car, just wait for me in the car."

Pang Hongtao, however, was too young to listen to his instructions, and he vaguely felt that this matter might have something to do with his sister.

Then he pushed the door open and got out of the car, stretched out his long legs, and rushed towards the bus. He was so anxious that his eyes were red.

When Na Zhiming rushed over, he happened to go around the front of the car. Through the front windshield, he could clearly see that there were several young men in the car who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were fighting and beating a middle-aged man. together.

Although the exact movements of these people could not be seen clearly, from the standard clothing worn by the middle-aged man, it could be judged that this person should be the driver.

Na Zhiming immediately had several thoughts in his mind:

Did the driver get angry because he saw someone stealing something and then meddling in other people's business? The thieves got angry and beat him up.

I have long heard that the master bus drivers in this period were all half-cops and bloody men. When they saw something like this, they would naturally take action.

Or maybe the driver saw someone teasing a woman...

Bah, bah, bah, there might be Pang Fang sitting inside, wondering about something.

He stretched out his hand and patted the car door continuously.

At this time, Na Zhiming was already a little over [-] meters tall. In addition, he was wearing a long fur coat and a pair of cool dark glasses on the bridge of his nose to prevent snow blindness.

The hand wearing fine leather gloves slapped on the bus door, making a loud noise, which naturally attracted the attention of the people inside.

Several young people inside felt shocked when they saw Na Zhiming's outfit.

At this time in the Mainland, due to the popularity of private video studios, everyone was deeply influenced by Hong Kong movies.

In particular, the extremely prominent aesthetic standards in Xiangjiang movies made most young people in inland cities during this period extremely envious of those who wore Xiangjiang-style clothing.

As soon as the attention of these young people relaxed, the driver took advantage of the situation and retreated to his seat. He picked up a long wrench and pointed it at the people behind him who had reacted, scaring them into retreating quickly.

At this time, the driver also saw Zhiming who was banging on the door under the car. I don't know what he was thinking, so he turned around and pressed the button to open the door.

This bus is an old one. When the door is opened, it makes a squeaking sound, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

However, the moment Na Zhiming stepped on the bus, the young people in the car felt a surge of pressure.

Sometimes, a person's aura is really strange. It is clear that Zhiming looks like an ordinary person of young age, neither tall nor burly, but he can easily suppress the four or five young people in the car.

Therefore, when Na Zhiming stepped on the bus, no one dared to stop him. Those young people who were very arrogant just now couldn't help but step back a little when they saw that he came up calmly.

Na Zhiming couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. Such a person, that is, a master who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, can't even do it in the countryside.

In the past, it was definitely the foundation of the Japanese traitors and traitors.

There were not many people in the carriage, and Zhiming could see Pang Fang huddled in the crowd at a glance.

I saw her wearing the military coat she had brought home, holding the bag in her hand tightly, leaning on a corner inside the carriage, her head lowered, not daring to look this way.

Na Zhiming couldn't help but smile, this little girl was like an ostrich.

But as long as Pang Fang didn't suffer any harm, then today's matter would not be a big deal.

Moreover, although these people tore and beat the driver, judging from the condition of the driver, it was not bad.

During the process, no one used a murder weapon, and no one was injured. At best, it was just a gathering of people to cause trouble.

Besides, today is New Year's Eve, so as long as both parties agree, I will not get involved in their disputes.

At this time, Pang Hongtao also got in the car. When he saw this formation, he was stunned:

"Big monkey!"

After shouting these words, he hid his body behind Zhiming, and the aura of wanting to save his sister was gone.

Of course Na Zhiming could hear it. Although the sound was not loud, it was Pang Hongtao's involuntary exclamation.

The tone contained at least some fear, which showed that the person he called the big monkey had enough power to intimidate him.

Unexpectedly, the big monkey came to his senses at this time, rolled his eyelids, and immediately cursed:

"You idiot, you are so good. You dare to call me a nickname. Let's see how I deal with you today."