Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

Helanba drove Xiao Jinbei back to Danmei Building, and the car parked in the garage. At this time, there were still many empty parking spaces. Helanba went around the garage and chose a special corner to stop the car. I poked my head out of the car window and looked left and right. The BMW X5 was still there.

Then he slid all over the back of the driver's seat.

He Lanba was sure he couldn't see himself from the windshield, but he wanted to see what the BMW owner looked like today.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep in a daze until his nose smelled a particularly pleasant smell of cigarettes. He Lanba couldn't describe what kind of smell it was, it smelled particularly... Gorgeous?Could it be that Marlboro tastes like this?Thinking of this, the otaku screenwriter suddenly sat up with a jolt.

The white BMW X5 was parked outside the window on the right hand side. I don't know how long it had been parked.

He Lanba had goosebumps all over his body, how could he be so silent that he couldn't even hear the sound of the chain door?Where did the smell of Marlboro come from?He didn't have a window, so it was impossible for the smell of cigarettes to come in from the outside. He frowned and sniffed, and was horrified to find that the smell of cigarettes came from his car!

"Are you sniffing it?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Helan Ba ​​turned his head in horror. The man in a black raincoat and hood sat up leisurely from his seat, holding the Marlboro in his leather gloved left hand. The eyes are covered under the shadow of the hood, and the face cannot be seen clearly, only the tall nose and thin lips like a mixed race can be seen. The corners of the mouth are naturally upturned and slightly sunken, making the man smile even if he is not smiling Note that he looks very young, no more than 25 years old.He Lanba found that he had an impression of this half of his face. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he looked in the man's black rubber raincoat, and as expected, he saw the dark blue that was so clean that it seemed to have been filtered through seven or eight layers. There is also a pair of windbreaker lapels with wide opening and closing arcs.

Fortunately, I am a screenwriter, He Lanba couldn't help but sigh, otherwise such a strange plot, no one would be able to handle it.He asked calmly, "Is that you?"

This line is much more difficult than "Who are you", and instantly regained the initiative.

The depression at the corner of the man's mouth deepened, and he said with a smile, "Do you recognize me?"

"Didn't you ask me to make way for you before?" He Lanba glanced at the BMW X5 outside the window, "You are the owner of the BMW? Why are you following me?"

"Because you are my prey." The man said, leaning back on the back of the chair, holding a gun in his raised hand, his movements were as refined as his slim trousers, without a single crease.

Wu Dongdong's gun muzzle is faithfully reflected on Helanba's lens, but it is still his favorite "a solid" 17 written in the script. What's going on?Who made up the plot? !This is not in the American empire, in this country where cosplay props are all confiscated, how could such a big bug appear? !

Holding his glasses, he smiled and pointed at the gun: "It's fake, right?"

The hooded man curled his lips and shook his head regretfully, his long split legs lifted up and arrogantly kicked on the back of Helan Ba's chair.

He Lanba became irritable: "I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me?! Are you a pervert?!"

The man put down his legs, leaned over with the gun in his hand, raised the hand holding the Marlboro cigarettes, and grabbed Helan Ba's hair. He was pulling his hair so hard that Helan Ba ​​couldn't move back. He could only watch helplessly as the man approached and sniffed sniff his hair.

"Haven't you washed your hair for a few days?"

What kind of rhythm is this? He Lanba stared at the opponent's perfectly shaped nose: "...three days."

"So you said I should kill you?"

"what?"

"I really can't stand unclean things," the man shook his head. "If it's only two days, I might be able to bear it any longer..."

Ah, wait--

Before Helan Ba ​​had time to shout out, the other party had already pulled the trigger...

"Fuck—"

He Lanba woke up in a cold sweat, and found that he was dreaming, and there was no smell of Marlboro cigarettes in the car. As for the BMW X5, he looked around with lingering fear, but there was no sign of it.

It seems that during this period of time, the writing of the script was too obsessed, and he was able to YY into the script with a passer-by who had never met in Deyixuan. He yawned, opened the door and got out of the car.

Counting it, it was half a month ago that the BMW X5 began to appear frequently by his side, but the number of times he leaned against his Jinbeijun side by side was only nine times. After the nine times, maybe it was by someone else Lexus, Mercedes-Benz four-wheel drive or Porsche Cayenne, maybe this is really just a high-frequency accident. Some people just buy a lottery ticket and win tens of millions. It’s not a big deal for him to meet a BMW X5 nine times, and it’s not a Ferrari. Enzo...

He Lanba smiled self-deprecatingly and walked into the elevator.

When the elevator doors closed, two beams of snow-white headlights shone through the entrance of the garage.The white BMW X5 slid down gracefully, made a circle in the huge garage, and accurately parked beside the white Jinbei car in the corner.

The hand in the black leather glove turned off the engine, pulled out the key, pulled off the glove, and gently placed it on the center console.

"Got home."

Kai Molong said, the corners of his lips were sunken, a smile that was not a smile.