Du Feng chased him for more than ten meters, but he stopped running.

Do I want to kill them? Question them face to face? This may not help.

Du Feng took the car back home, and he never recovered. Everyone in the village knew that this guy was stupid, and there was a big fool in the old Du family.

Du Feng smiled slightly, "It's been a year! I have already thought about it. This mission is very important. What the old leader asked me to do must not be simple. I have worked hard over the past year, but in the end, wasn't it the result of killing two birds with one stone?"

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My parents thought I was crazy. Even if I died, they would not be heartbroken, and a large sum of money would be used as compensation.

Since Chen Miao chose this, it was up to her, and I could relax and complete the task.

Du Feng let out a long sigh, Damn it! God is playing tricks on people, and he is actually playing tricks on me!

Unknowingly, we have arrived at the station. The station is already crowded before dawn. Du Feng thought for a while and decided to go to City Q! After all, the task to be done this time must start from City Q. Thinking of this, Du Feng thought again

It was a wry smile.

The bus slowly drove over, and people immediately crowded in. Du Feng did his part, swaying his body and squeezing in.

A stench spread out from the black screen, and the crowd waiting for the bus couldn't help but gag their mouths.

The people next to him immediately dispersed and looked at Du Feng with wide eyes. Could this unkempt man be a lunatic? Oh my god! The stench on his body was extremely bad. How long had it been since he took a shower?

Several fashionably dressed girls even stayed away in disgust, each frowning.

"Can a madman get on the bus? I'm really convinced!"

"Isn't this going to kill people? How about we wait for the next bus?"

"No! The next bus is still two hours away!"

The driver saw the clue and cursed Du Feng: "Can't you get in the car? Are you waiting to die at the door?"

Du Feng glared at him. Some long-distance bus drivers look down on others. Damn it! If I didn't drag him down and beat him up if he didn't have to take a bus, then I wouldn't call him Du Feng.

He walked into the car, found a double row seat and sat down.

Everyone had no time to wait for the next bus, so they had no choice but to get on the bus one after another. After getting on, they opened all the windows almost at the same time.

"Money! Forty-six!" The beautiful conductor lady came over with her nose blocked and her round buttocks swaying, attracting the side glances of all the male passengers. A smile appeared on her arrogant lips, and she stretched out her hand towards Du Feng.

Du Feng took out a stack of one-yuan yuan from his pocket, counted forty-six yuan and handed it to her. What was left in his hand was only one yuan and thirty cents.

Damn it! Last year it was 36 when I took the bus, but this year it went up to 46. It’s so fucking bad!

Du Feng looked at the one dollar and thirty cents in his hand and couldn't help but curse in his heart, what can you do with this little money? Buy a bottle of water? Alas! Just take it one step at a time!

The minibus drove along the road and stopped several times. People came on one after another. In the end, only the seat next to Du Feng was left empty.

Many people got on the bus, but when they saw Du Feng, they all held their noses and got off. No one wanted to sit in the seat next to him.

The driver and conductor were also helpless, but they had no choice but to hold in their anger.

When Du Feng saw that no one wanted to sit next to him, he immediately lay down with his back stretched out.

I thought to myself *** I’m sitting or lying down, let’s see who feels better!

When the conductor saw Du Feng lying down, he immediately came over and said, "Oh! Why are you still lying down? You paid for one person and you still want to occupy two seats?"

The driver also yelled: "If I hadn't been able to get one more person, damn it! Hurry up and make up for this ticket!"

Du Feng chuckled and handed the one dollar and thirty cents to the conductor: "Is it enough?"

The conductor lady saw his dark hands and ran away in disgust.

Du Feng went to bed alone, damn! I just made up for it after not sleeping all night.

The minibus was bumpy for more than four hours and stopped at a gas station.

There was a toilet near the gas station. As the saying goes, a living person can't urinate to death, so all the passengers got off the car one after another.

Du Feng did not leave his seat. At present, Xiao Jiujiu, the driver and the conductor, understood better than anyone else that once he got off the bus, he would never get back on.

There are many snack vendors near the gas station, and they make money from the passengers on the buses.

An old lady walked onto the car carrying some pancakes and fruits, and shouted as she walked: "Here are the pancakes! Five yuan each!"

When Du Feng heard that food was being sold, his stomach growled. He swallowed as he looked at the pancakes and fruits in the bag.

But I couldn't help but frown as I pinched the one and thirty cents in my hand. The money was not even enough.

He came up with a plan and said to the conductor: "Oh! Miss! I still have money! Come on! Make up the ticket!"

The conductor was stunned, wondering why this kid suddenly got rich again? She hurried over, and Du Feng saw the right moment and took out fifty yuan from her purse, then threw it on the seat behind him.

On position.

This speed was as fast as lightning. The reason why Du Feng became famous in the army was not only his kung fu but also his ability to catch bullets with ease. This was something that ordinary people could not achieve.

Du Feng picked up the fifty yuan with a smile and handed it to the conductor. The conductor looked at him suspiciously, then flipped through his money bag and gave him four yuan.

Du Feng gave the old lady the four dollars plus the one dollar and thirty cents in his hand: "No need to look for it!"

The old lady immediately handed him a pancake with a bright smile, "Hey! Give me thirty cents more!"

Du Feng finished his meal in several bites, patted his belly and said to the conductor: "I bought two tickets, can you lie down now?"

"It's none of my business whether you want to lie down or not!" the conductor lady replied angrily.

"Alas! I bought this ticket for you. I see you've had a hard time. Why don't you come over here and I'll give you a pat on the back?"

"Go to hell! Gangster! Madman!" The conductor lady sat back in her seat in disgust.
Chapter completed!