I ride the wind and waves in the scumbag plot

Xie Chao quickly put this matter behind him, because he had too many troublesome things to deal with. First of all, he couldn't find his ID card and other documents. He thought he was in the car, but he received a call from Jiang even Yi's phone number, Jiang Zhenyi's original number has been blocked, but this person has a thick skin and changed it to a new one. He called several times in a row. Xie Chao was worried that something else was delaying him, so he connected and heard the other party say: : "Brother Lin, where have you been recently?"

Xie Chao couldn't tell whose voice it was for a while, and asked subconsciously, "Who are you?"

The person on the other side paused for a while, as if hesitating, before answering after a while: "It's me, Jiang Jinyi."

When he heard these three words, Xie Chao's face darkened, resisting the thought of throwing the phone out, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your ID card and other documents are here with me, are you sure you don't want to come and get them?" Jiang Zhenyi said.

"..." Xie Chao glanced at the room he had searched all over, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "No need, I'll make it up."

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he makes up for it or not. There are very few places where these things are really needed, but occasionally it will be a little inconvenient. The old man lit a stick of incense.

"Which body are you going to go into this time?" Xie Chao asked.

"I'm not sure if I can use that body, I have to see it to know." 333 said.

"Lin Nan is not dead yet, and I can't save him. This feeling of watching a person die..." Xie Chao felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He leaned against the balcony, lit a cigarette, and said in a low voice: "It's too uncomfortable."

"After Grandma Lin's death, Lin Nan's grievance value dropped by 80.00%, and when she was buried, it dropped by another 333%, and now there are still 72% left." [-] glanced at the information, and then said: "And Due to some special reasons, within [-] hours at most, Brother Chao, you have to solve this matter, and you must solve this matter before Lin Nan dies."

"Why?" Xie Chao was a little taken aback.

"The requirements of this world, the restrictions of the advanced world will be many, but you will also get a lot." 333 paused for a while, and then said: "When the last world ended, I received an email from the main system. Yours, it may have a program problem, and sent it to me."

"Did the email say anything?" Xie Chao faintly felt that the words after 333 might have something to do with Jiang Yao, but there was no reason for this premonition.

"It's Jiang Yao." 333 was extremely reluctant to mention these two words, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "He... I saw him fight with others in the underground boxing ring, won, but was also injured I saw him hugging you..."

"..." After a moment of silence, Xie Chao asked slowly, "This main system...is a bit too gossip?"

It has to be said that 333 also thinks so.

When Jiang Zhenyi found this old house, Xie Chao was taking a bath. The water heater was repaired with great difficulty. After taking a hot shower, only black and blue blood began to appear at the place where he fell from the stairs. It looked a little serious, and his knee Also a little taller.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin?" Jiang Zhen also drank a little, he leaned against the door and knocked on the door: "I sent you your documents."

When the door came, Lin Nan was wearing home clothes, and he was still smeared with medicinal wine on his knees. He looked at the person standing at the door with a gloomy face, his eyes fell on the document bag Jiang Jinyi was holding, and he twitched the corners of his lips. He sneered and said, "Do you not understand people's words or what's wrong? Are you rushing to my place to find pleasure?"

"I'm just giving you something, and I'll leave when I'm done." Jiang Zhenyi's expression was not good when he heard Lin Nan's words. Lin Nan had never said harsh words to him before, and he didn't say a word. He looked at Lin Nan With bruises on Nan's calf, his hand paused a little: "What's wrong with you?"

"I fell, didn't die, are you disappointed?" Lin Nan sneered, picked up the file bag, and tried to close the door with his backhand. Jiang Zhenyi quickly blocked it with his hand. He pinched it hard, and he suddenly yelled out in pain.

"..." Lin Nan looked back at him, then turned and entered the room.

Jiang Zhen also wanted to follow in, but he heard Lin Nan in the room say indifferently: "Stand at the door, don't dirty the place where the old man lives."

Jiang Zhenyi's footsteps suddenly froze, his fingers became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pinch was not light. He looked at Lin Nan with a gloomy face, and saw him leaning on the sofa to apply medicine to his calf and knee, After a while, he lowered his voice: "Can you stop talking to me like this?"

"I didn't use a knife on you, it's my self-restraint." Lin Nan lit a cigarette casually, and he sat on the sofa with his injured leg resting on the tea table, with iodine and gauze beside him, he sneered Said: "The things have been delivered, why don't you leave?"

"Brother Lin..." Jiang Zhenyi's words suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the table not far away. There were two photos on it, which he couldn't see at first from his angle, but only now. It is clear that this is a photo of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

His voice suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he said hoarsely after a while: "Grandma, she..."

"Didn't you see it?" Lin Nan was a little tired, and he said without turning his head: "Get lost."

Jiang Zhenyi's face was a little pale, he opened his mouth, and finally turned around and left, his body wobbled so much that he almost knocked over the trash can on the road.

He walked to the side of the car alone, the alcohol in his stomach was surging, he vomited it all up, and the whole person slid against the car door and sat on the ground, whispering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He remembered that day when he went to see Grandma Lin and sat with Grandma Lin for an afternoon. The two of them looked at the photos of Lin Nan from childhood to adulthood. Before leaving, Grandma Lin smiled and took his hand: "Xiao Nan has Time has a bad temper, thank you for being more tolerant of him, thank you."

But he turned around and went to the company, and handed over the secret project bidding documents in Lin Nan's hands to Xu You. In addition, there were other company secrets that were distributed to Xu You in several batches. Nan was summoned by the police and the company went bankrupt.

When Xu You returned home, he heard his nephew crying and the old man coaxing him. He frowned, walked over and threw a toy to his nephew, and said, "What's going on? Cried?"

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with a child's heart." Xu You was also raised by his grandfather since he was a child, and his parents didn't want him anymore. This is very similar to Lin Nan, and it is precisely because of this that when we were together , Lin Nan took good care of him, Xu You's face darkened: "It is because he is a child that he needs to be taught, crying makes people upset."

"Hate Uncle! Hate Uncle!" The little nephew picked up the toy and hit Xu You. He waved his hand away and hit him on the bone of his hand. He gasped in pain, and the anger that had been suppressed all day suddenly suddenly Exploding, he lifted the child aside and said sharply: "If you cry again, I'll throw you out! Anyway, your mother doesn't want you anymore. I might as well raise a dog to raise you, a little trash."

The nephew's mother, that is, Xu You's sister, went out to work a few years ago, and never came back, let alone contacted. The family members once called the police, only knowing that his sister was fine, and also set up a new family, married After becoming a rich second generation, life is very happy.

"Oh! Why are you so angry with the child?" The old man immediately stepped forward to protect his great-grandson, and carefully touched his great-grandson's head: "What if you knock his head off?"

"Dead is better, I'm so annoying." Xu You sullenly said, "Look at him closely, if you dare to touch me again, I will crush him to death."

"You..." The old man seemed to want to say something, but Xu You went straight into the room and closed the door, and the old man could only sigh.

When it was time for dinner, Xu You came out of the room. His whole body was gloomy, and his eyes fell on the old man's arm holding the meal. After a pause, he said, "What's going on with you? You were beaten?"

The old man scratched a large piece of skin on his arm. When he heard this, he froze, and then hurriedly shook his head. Xu You frowned slightly: "Then how did you do it?"

"Accidentally fell, it's okay." The old man immediately put down his clothes to cover the wound, he said: "Don't worry about it, let's eat, let's eat, the food will not taste good when it gets cold."

There were two dishes and one soup on the table as usual, Xu You lost his appetite after two mouthfuls, and put the bowl on the table heavily: "I don't want to eat, I'm not in the mood, you can eat." He went out with a cigarette , here in the outskirts of the city, at the junction of urban and rural areas, he sat on the threshold, lit a cigarette and took a puff. Out of the corner of his eyes, he fell on the electric scooter on one side. One piece was broken, the front of the car seemed to have been thrown, and the plastic body had a few cracks.

"Old man, when did you fall off your bike?" Xu You said loudly.

"..." The room was very quiet, and no one answered.

Xu You turned to look at the old man, and said impatiently, "I'm asking you something. When did you fall?"

"Yesterday...yesterday." The old man's chopsticks trembled, and then he said quickly: "But it's okay, I will push the car to the repair shop for repairs later."

"No, I'll do it." Xu You stood up and crushed out the cigarette butt. He took out the repair tools from the house, repaired the car, and found that the front of the car was really scratched. He said a little annoyed for a while: "You Next time you don’t know how to ride a bike, don’t ride a bike, how many times have I told you that taking a bus will kill you?”

"Xiong Xiong gets motion sickness on the bus, it's not like you don't know about it." The old man's tone gradually softened: "I know, I'll take the bus next time."

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