Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 259 Oh, Dude
In the dark night, on the vast and endless road, there is only one car moving, with the headlights shining ahead, heading towards an unknown place.

Zhang Zheng glanced back at An Qianyin and the unconscious old Gu who had been pushed back into the seat cushion by her, and continued to drive in silence.

The window of the driver's seat was broken, and the cold wind came in through the broken glass, raging in the car, and it hurt people's faces.

But Zhang Zheng was expressionless as if he couldn't feel the pain.

An Qianyin glanced at the driver uncle, then looked back at the old man.

"Grandpa, what's the matter, why is there no movement at all."

An Qianyin searched his clothes and asked, "Where's his medicine?"

There was no warm blanket in the car, so An Qianyin took off his coat and covered Gu Lao's body to keep out the cold.

I shivered from the cold, huddled in the corner, looking out the window of the dark sky, endlessly, everything I looked at was swallowed by darkness.

"His medicine was left in that car, and I didn't bring any extra, that's why Gu Lao was unconscious like this."

Her voice was flat, without any emotional ups and downs. From An Qianyin's point of view, she was surprisingly calm.

An Qianyin nodded, and just asked: "How long will it take to arrive in the city, Grandpa's body may not be able to hold on anymore."

"Soon, you'll be there right away, don't worry, everything... will be over."

"it is good."

Zhang Zheng glanced at An Qianyin who was shrinking from the rearview mirror, feeling a little drowsy.

"After the struggle just now, you must have been quite tired. Let's rest in the car first. I'm driving, so don't worry."

An Qianyin responded, closed her eyes to rest, and gradually fell asleep.

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The next morning.

A Ferrari was intercepted on the side of the road.

Several police cars were parked in the middle of the vast expanse of road.

Three men wearing black masks walked out of the car one after another. Not long after getting out of the car, they were all handcuffed.

In the car, Charles found a large amount of banknotes and guns that they were carrying to escape.

Ferrari was taken back to the police station.

Charles asked according to the normal procedure. He knocked on the table with a serious expression, but because he had solved this noisy bank robbery, the tone of the question was inevitably a little cheerful.

He was not in a hurry or annoyed, because there was no problem with the amount of banknotes, and it seemed that they were caught by them before they had time to use them.

"Say, how did this car come about?"

"By the roadside... snatched... snatched."

After Charles asked some more questions, he went out to buy breakfast at a nearby store with peace of mind, and ate leisurely.

In order to catch these people in the morning, they stayed up all night.

Not long after, the glass door was pushed open vigorously, without any manners or etiquette.

The customers in the restaurant were disturbed by the man who opened the door rudely, and all cast unkind eyes over him.

So did Charles, impatiently.

He looked at Joey who was anxiously running outside the door, picked up the milk on the table and asked sideways: "Oh, Joey, you can't do that, look at your rude appearance, I swear if your uncle I'll beat you up with my boots when I see you like this. Tell me, man, what's the matter with you?"

Joey gasped and put his hands on his hips.

"It sucks, Charles, we suck, man, don't stay here, we're in a big mess, and when you know it, maybe you're going to freak out and you'll never know who the car belongs to, And the owner of the car disappeared last night, I swear, this is the most unlucky day ever."

"It feels so bad, God bless, tell me what the hell happened?"

　On a whim, with a foreign accent
　　
　
(End of this chapter)