"Only psychiatrists can judge a schizophrenia patient?"
After the bartender left, Zhang Yangqing looked at the dull woman with wide-brimmed hat and asked rigorously. "Yes, schizophrenia patients are terrible. They think that whatever is nearby seems to be able to appear. I guess the strange arrival of the hospital may actually be a monster fantasized by schizophrenia patients." The woman with a wide-brimmed hat said that only psychiatrists know how to deal with patients. Those patients are very dangerous and ordinary nurses like them cannot contact patients with schizophrenia at all.
The two chatted for a while, but there was no useful information. The woman with a wide-brimmed hat wrote to Zhang Yangqing the address of a psychiatrist she knew.
After doing all this, she left here.
The Chosen did not reveal their identity as a taxi driver at this time.
Because the woman with a wide-brimmed hat has already drunk alcohol regardless of whether she wants to go back or not, and she is prone to breaking the rules.
At about this moment, the wolf demon came over and said, "Boss, what you ordered is ready. You can teach those motorcycle parties a lesson later."
Speaking of this, the wolf demon still laughed.
Even if this guy doesn't know what Zhang Yangqing is going to do, he won't ask too much if Zhang Yangqing doesn't explain.
Zhang Yangqing was very satisfied with this approach. The follower was either smart and knew what to do if he improved a little, or he had strong execution ability.
Zhang Yangqing dislikes the kind of followers who ask questions and then don't get help.
Since the preparations have been done, Zhang Yangqing took the wolf demon into the bar again. The bar is still so noisy, and the smell of tobacco and alcohol is very strong.
Most of the others are still doing their own things, and only the bartender lowered his head after seeing Zhang Yangqing, and the stance that dared not speak out was undoubtedly revealed.
Zhang Yangqing ignored him and took the wolf demon to the group of motorcycle parties, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on the man in the turban.
The people here are surrounded by him, and he is probably the boss of this group.
Zhang Yangqing's mouth raised slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared, and said, "I heard that you are the fastest knights on this road? Why don't we compete and see who is the real speed of the most .”
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the bar.
The motorcycle party members laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth, as if they had heard a huge joke.
The man in the turban stood up, patted the dust on his leather jacket, and grinned, "It's interesting. I've never seen anyone dare to challenge us, but the game is OK. If you lose, you have to pay the price."
< br>He didn't say what the price was, but if he won the game, he would definitely go to get the price himself.
Other motorcycle parties also stood up, a pressure came in an instant, and the entire bar was focused on their eyes.
Zhang Yangqing shrugged and said with a relaxed tone: "No problem."
The man in the turban narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yangqing, as if he wanted to see something from his face.
But Zhang Yangqing's expression was calm, as if she was sure to win.
The man in the turban snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Okay! Then drive from here to the wild gas station in front, whoever arrives first wins."
Zhang Yangqing nodded in agreement, and the two sides agreed that Afterwards, we walked out of the bar together.
The night wind was cold, and the motorcycle party members stepped on their cars one after another, and the sound of engines roared one after another, as if a group of wild beasts were roaring.
The man in the headscarf was riding a modified black motorcycle with a ferocious flame pattern, which looked particularly domineering.
However, when Zhang Yangqing walked towards the shabby taxi, the motorcycle parties were stunned at first, and then burst into more exaggerated laughter.
The man in the turban stared wide and pointed at the taxi, smiling so hard that he couldn't stand up: "Hahaha! You just use this broken car to compare with us? Can this thing run over 50 yards?" Other motorcycle parties also laughed so hard that they were slapped in the motorcycle's fuel tank and mocked: "Brother, did you pick this car up from the scrap station? If we want us to lend you a bicycle, maybe it's OK. Run faster! ”
Zhang Yangqing ignored their ridicule and calmly sat in the driver's seat, while the wolf demon quickly got into the co-pilot.
When the man in the headscarf saw this, he felt something was wrong, but the dignity of the knight made him unable to repent.
He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to prepare to set off. At the same time, he mocked him: "Don't cry if you lose later, we won't show mercy!"
After a whistle, the motorcycle parties were clamoring, It rushed out like an arrow, and the roar of the engine pierced the night sky.
Zhang Yangqing calmly started the taxi and followed slowly.
The wolf demon sat in the passenger seat and couldn't help laughing: "Boss, they really think they can win."
Zhang Yangqing glanced at the rearview mirror and said lightly : "Let them run for a while, they can't run far anyway."
Sure enough, not long after, the motorcycle party members' speed slowed down significantly.
The man in the turban frowned and looked down at the oil gauge. It was clearly full of oil, but the engine began to make a strange sound and the power gradually weakened.
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He slapped the fuel tank suddenly and cursed, "What's going on? It's been fine just now!"
The other motorcycle parties also stopped one after another, and the sound of the engine shutdown was heard one after another. The ground rang.
At this time, Zhang Yangqing's taxi had steadily surpassed them.
When passing by, the wolf demon rolled down the car window and gave the middle finger to the group of motorcycles. "Boss, we won! Those guys are probably still cursing on the roadside."
Wolf demons are very happy when they think of the thunderous painters or the motorcycle party.
In fact, just when I was in the bar, Zhang Yangqing asked the wolf demon to tamper with the motorcycle, poured all the oil inside, and added water. Only the motorcycle showed that it was full of oil, but After driving for a while, it can't be driven.
The rules are just to let the Chosen win the game, and that is definitely one of them.
There are other ways, such as drugging in alcohol, which can also win the competition.
Zhang Yangqing's method is to save trouble, and he can also get a lot of oil for free.
The wolf demon himself operates this kind of thing, and he must know that it is a sure win.
I also admire Zhang Yangqing, and I can think of a solution.
As a steadily winner, Zhang Yangqing took the lead in driving a taxi slowly into the strange gas station.
The gas station stands alone next to the highway. The neon lights on the signs flashed with faint light, reflecting the crooked words "Ye Xiao Jiaotong Station", exuding a gloomy atmosphere.
When seeing these words, even if the wolf demon is stupid, he began to wonder: "Brother Hu, this gas station is not the same as the bar, right?" Zhang Yangqing thoughtfully said in contemplation. : "I guess it seems that there is an industrial chain here."
He plans to arrive at the motorcycle party here because they are willing to accept the loss and will definitely give Zhang Yangqing the benefits. This is the prompt of the rules.
But as soon as the car stopped, the wolf demon suddenly sucked air through the crack of the window, frowned, and whispered: "This gas station has a strong smell of oil, but it is mixed with a faint smell of blood, something is wrong."
< br>(This chapter ends)