Bang!

The young man's jaw dropped in shock.

He pinched his face, it hurt, and after the pain passed, he let out a scream, and asked again: "You...are not kidding me...?"

"That crappy car you drive."

"It doesn't even have windows or a roof. It's just a cheap car worth several thousand or tens of thousands of yuan. What kind of boss can drive that..."

Talking and talking.

A picture reflected on the phone screen popped up in front of the young man's eyes.

Sports car name: Blackhawk b-365

Quotation for naked car: 28 million-35 million

Young man: "One, two, three...eight digits, that piece of shit is actually so valuable..."

The young man was surprised.

He made a plan in his head, planning to steal a tire and sell it while waiting for Quan Jin to go to bed at night.

wrong!

Off topic.

This is not the point.

The point is, Quan Jin is really the master of this world. She can find out who the psychic is... and even has the ability to bring people back to life, just because she is the master of a world.

Damn it!

"Pa-" The young man looked at his palm and slapped himself.

I told you to talk too much, but now that you are well, it is really possible to accompany her to the world of immortality.

"What are you doing?"

The young man wiped his face sadly, looked at Quan Jin, and asked with a doubtful face: "You are not going to find a psychic. What is the use of this thing? Can you find one?"

"Something like a fingernail."

"It can still shine."

The young man stared at Quan Jin's identity chip curiously, seeing it for the first time in his life.

Quan Jin dragged the boy away from the entertainment venue.

I am preparing to go back to Kyushu to check information.

But at this moment!

On the first floor of the entertainment venue, at the entrance to the busiest bar area, noisy sounds came from the entrance.

"Let go, you're hurting me!"

"Let me go, I won't leave..." I saw a middle-aged man in his forties with an angry face, dragging a girl and striding out of the bar.

The girl shook her hand away.

Before she could say anything.

The middle-aged man slapped him across the face and said sharply: "You are so disappointing!"

The girl's head was buzzing from the whipping.

"I spent so much money for you to study, why would you come to a place like this?"

"My face has been completely humiliated by you. Look at all the people here. They are yellow-haired and arrogant, with tattoos and drinking. They are all in such a mess. You don't even know when the design will come up!"

The girl calmed down for a long while before letting herself recover.

She moved her lips.

The words of explanation came to my lips and I swallowed them again.

Last night, she made a phone call to a strange girl. No, it shouldn’t be a stranger. She was the author of her favorite book. She taught herself:

Everyone can give up on you, but you can't give up on yourself.

The girl believed it.

She went back to admit her mistake to her father and apologized. At home, she witnessed her father being so groveling and trying to save the dean from expelling her. She sought connections to get the dean to be merciful.

"I didn't..."

The middle-aged man became furious.

With a strong pull, the girl was dragged into the car.

A long distance away and through the car window, Quan Jin could hear the middle-aged man's words: "You don't have it? Now you dare to tell me that you don't have it!"

"If you don't have one, what are the photos of you and others kissing in the academy?"

"You went to the bar today and hugged the man in the last photo. If I hadn't been on a business trip nearby, I would have almost believed you that you would change your ways."

The girl sat in the car, her head lowered and silent.

It should be that he felt that someone was looking at him.

The girl raised her head, and her forbearing and red eyes met Quan Jin's eyes through the car window. At the same time, the boy turned his head and looked at the girl, as if he saw something scary.
Chapter completed!