Chapter 898 Dead Daoist Friends Not Dead Poor Daoists
The man was panting like a cow. Because he was getting weaker and weaker, he was so uncomfortable that he curled up, and the basket behind him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
In fact, the back basket is placed on the back seat of the bicycle, supported by the back seat, and the man has saved a lot of effort. It's just very uncomfortable to carry a huge backpack on the back.
What's more, the back basket is not fixed to the saddle, which means he has to struggle to control his balance. Otherwise, if he loses his balance, he may lose the support of the seat, and all the strength is on his shoulders.
So the man is not comfortable, but he is tall and has suffered hardships. This weight is nothing to him. As long as he gets to the place, he can take off the back basket and never have to suffer this crime again.
Where do you think, this basket is like being cursed.
It didn't take long for him to carry it on his back, and he started to give him some shit!
Now he even has no strength, and it is obviously a hot day with the sun hanging high above him, but he actually feels that his whole body is getting colder and colder, which is really evil!
The more the man thought about it, the more flustered he felt, and he wanted to throw the bag away immediately. Just thinking of the consequences of doing so, he couldn't help but be afraid.
There was a big omission on the third child's side, and those notes were almost found on their heads!
The top is really unable to swallow this breath, so I want to start with the Jiang family.
He didn't know what the plan was, he only knew that his mission was to catch the little fat girl from the Jiang family, and no matter what method he used, he could only succeed and not fail!
If he hadn't brought the little chubby girl from the Jiang family back, they wouldn't have let him go!
What should he do?
The man struggled for a while, and finally decided to take Jiang Zhiying back. It's almost here anyway, as long as you endure it you'll be fine.
When he hands over the chubby girl from the Jiang family, even if he has made a great contribution, he will definitely not need to intervene in the rest of the matter. Even if there is really dirty stuff on the back, it has nothing to do with him.
The man just convinced himself, and continued to ride.
Because he was getting weaker and weaker, he rode slower and slower, panting like a cow. It made people passing by look at him in astonishment, wondering how heavy he was carrying, how could he be so out of breath!
A man is so tired, how can he notice the eyes of others?
He stepped on the bicycle laboriously, as if he was carrying a big mountain on his back, and after riding the bicycle for more than half an hour, he finally arrived at the place.
Jiang Zhiying stayed in the back basket and quietly released her mental power to observe carefully.
This is a suburb, and the place is quite remote. Inside is a large enclosed yard. It looks relatively new and should have been built for a few years.
It is still a single house, and it is a little far away from the nearby neighbors. It means that if there is any sound coming from it, most of the nearby neighbors can't hear it.
The man came to the door and knocked on it.
Jiang Zhiying found that he knocked on the door quite regularly, which was completely different from ordinary knocking. It should be the code they agreed.
Sure enough, after knocking a few times, footsteps could be heard inside, and then someone asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The man said quickly: "I'm here to deliver the watermelon. The freshly picked watermelon is sandy and sweet."
The person inside quickly opened the door a crack, and after giving him a vigilant look, he opened the door and let him in.
The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After pushing the bicycle in, he immediately put down the backpack.
It was a woman who opened the door for him. Seeing the way he was struggling, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "???" Isn't the cub too heavy this time?
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