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Chapter 56 The black-bellied Lin Yiyi is showing her feet(1/2)

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their heads and looked at him.

Lin Yiyi didn't have to doubt that she believed what Zhang Ziling said.

Zhao Wenshan asked tentatively: "Brother Zhang, what did you see?"

Zhang Ziling shook his head.

This is his intuition.

And this intuition has always been very accurate.

Hu Yangming was anxious.

"Ask you what you saw, but you are shaking your head here."

"Brother Sima, as a special forces soldier, said it's okay, but you still have to make a fuss."

"I think you are just thinking about me and I don't want me to take the bus!"

Sima Zhe also said.

"I have observed him. He is just an ordinary person. People from Zicheng have always been very enthusiastic. If you give you oranges, don't want them. If you say someone has a problem, and ask you, you shake your head again."

"How do you tell us to believe you?"

A member of the Wolf Warrior Team whispered: "Captain, I think it's safe to do so, let's walk."

"Do you believe me or him?"

Sima Zhe glared at him.

Zhao Wenshan doesn’t know who to listen to this time.

The main reason is that Zhang Ziling shook his head and didn't speak, which makes it difficult to convince everyone.

"The people in Zicheng are famously enthusiastic and simple. If they give us fruits, don't doubt them."

"Yes, just take a car, what danger can there be?"

"Anyway, I believe in Captain Sima, he is a special forces soldier after all."

"Brother Zhang is just too sensitive."

Everyone chose to take a bus after a few words.

No one believes Zhang Ziling.

Lin Yiyi glanced at Zhang Ziling.

As long as the latter chooses to walk, she will follow.

This is the trust accumulated in the underground palace of the imperial tomb.

Zhang Ziling was not talking.

If he doesn't have enough trust in him, he doesn't need to say anything.

While waiting in place, everyone peeled oranges and ate them and praised them repeatedly.

“This orange is so sweet.”

"Yes, the juice is enough, it's really good."

"The driver is pretty good."

"Brother Zhang suspects that he shouldn't have it. He also gave us oranges to eat, which shows that he was very kind-hearted."

Hu Yangming said with disgust: "Perform a gentleman's ambition to judge a gentleman by his heart."

Lin Yiyi couldn't help but say.

"Enough, Zhang Ziling is just kind enough to remind you, and he is not so aggressive."

Hu Yangming snorted and turned his head away.

"To put it nicely, it's kind-hearted, it's narrow-minded."

Xu Ling walked over and whispered: "Sister Yiyi, don't be angry. Hu Yangming is such a person, don't bother with him."

About five minutes.

A minibus with severe paint loss drove over.

The driver poked his head out and it was the honest man.

"Get in the car."

The car door opens.

Zhao Wenshan took the lead in walking up.

Everyone followed closely.

After Zhang Ziling got on the bus, he found that in addition to the driver, there were two more middle-aged people on the bus.

The same dark skin, lean and thin.

Noting Zhang Ziling's gaze, the driver explained with a smile.

"Dear bosses are going to climb the mountain when you want to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, right?"

"My two friends are farmers who make a living by collecting herbs from the mountains and are very familiar with the mountain roads, so I brought them here and asked them to take them to take them to make some money for food."

Everyone nodded, disagreed.

The 100,000 mountains in Zicheng are famous and have attracted many tourists from other places to climb the mountain.

It would be reasonable for him to explain this.

Hu Yangming sat in the seat, raised his thumbs up and praised.

"I've heard that people in Zicheng are all kind-hearted, and it turns out that's true."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The driver seemed to be very helpful in praising Hu Yangming, and laughed.

But the two thin middle-aged men sat aside, silent and silent without saying a word.

Zhang Ziling and Lin Yiyi got to the end of the car.

Everyone sat down.

The car started slowly.

An old minibus will creak after driving for a while.

It makes people worry if it will fall apart suddenly.

Hu Yangming sat in front and had a great time talking to the driver.

After a while, I was already called brother.

"Brother Liang, do you still have oranges there? I want to eat another one."

The driver hurriedly said, "Some, some, eat more. They are all grown by their own home, so you have to be welcome."

"Okay, okay."

Hu Yangming laughed loudly, very comfortable.

He was not polite, and took two oranges and started eating.

"Brother Liang, why are your car keeping ringing?"

"This car has been around for many years. When Zicheng had no road construction, I made money by driving minibuses to send villagers to the village."

"Now the road has been repaired, so everyone doesn't have to sit on my minibus anymore. It will break down after being left for a long time."

Zhang Ziling looked out the window, but in fact he was staring at the two thin middle-aged men.

Sima Zhe leaned against the seat, looking relaxed and comfortable.

The other members of the Wolf Warrior Team did not relax for a moment, and they kept their hands in their pockets since they got on the car.

Talked for a long time.

Hu Yangming has a dry mouth.

"Does my brother have water?"

The driver raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There is no water, but there is milk, do you drink it?"

"Milk? That's better!"

Hu Yangming licked his lips.

"Second son, take out the milk and pour it on to the bosses."

One of the lean middle-aged men took out a bucket of milk from under the driver's seat and started scooping it out with a disposable cup.

Then they were given a cup to everyone.

"Wait a moment!"
To be continued...
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