Author: Xiao Longyue

The residential buildings near the South District Commercial Street are located in remote areas, so most of them are old communities from decades ago. Demolition is not far away here, so who will take care of the parking of vehicles indiscriminately.

Of course, the prerequisite for free parking here is that if your car has any problems here, you will have to consider yourself unlucky. Because the neighborhood is full of old neighborhoods with people coming and going, but there are no high-tech cameras.

I guess this is why there is a group of people chatting here every morning to discuss accountability, right?

They are all accidents created in such a dark environment. The person who caused the problem is not absolutely innocent, and the person who caused the problem may not have been intentional.

In such a troubled situation, Ling Bei hid the car here, which was definitely a double insurance method. After all, he also carefully blocked the license plate in the corner.

Not to mention that it would be difficult for Jiang Chengshu and the others to find such a hidden place if they were not familiar with it. Even if they were lucky enough to stumble upon this place by chance, it would be hard to believe that Ling Bei would park his car here. Moreover, Ling Bei's car was hidden somewhere.

The cluttered cars and dim lights would take them a while to search.

Ling Bei has always been a person with strange hobbies. Even if you look at the messy South Block, it seems that it has nothing to do with a person of his status. But he is often alone without anyone noticing, and he often holds a

With a bus card, you can take the bus and shuttle among these bustling crowds with ease.

Maybe... it's because the human atmosphere here can cover up his deliberateness and helplessness, right?

Over time, not only the Southern District, but all places in Ancheng City, whether it was the main city with bustling lights and glamour, or the old cities on the edge of the city that seemed to have been left behind by the times and urban development, Ling Bei knew their internal structures very well.

The main city is always illusory and ups and downs, but the old neighborhoods are the real world.

So Lingbei likes it here.

Ling Bei's footsteps paused under the dim light at the entrance of the alley. He looked at the vehicles hidden in the shadows not far ahead, feeling that something uncontrollable was about to happen.

After only a moment of hesitation, Ling Bei walked straight into the shadow not far away.

The leather shoes under his feet stepped on the old cracked cement road, making the only crisp echo in the dark and silent environment.

Ling Bei involuntarily walked to the window of the driver's seat on the left side of the vehicle and stopped. With the faint light coming from the alleyway, he could see the black marks left by the bullet grazing the window frame.

"Oh."

Ling Bei couldn't help but raise his hand to brush the rather inconsistent mark, and a sneer escaped from his lips: "It's really an indelible mark. As expected of the Ling family, they are so flamboyant wherever they go."

"I don't know if my aunt will help me compensate for the car repair fee."

Ling Bei made an angry "tsk" sound, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of unfathomableness: "It should be... quite expensive."

However, the next second, Ling Bei's eyes were fixed on the bottom of the broken windshield of the vehicle. There seemed to be something reflecting light there.

Ling Bei's eyes sank slightly, and he gradually began to have a guess in his mind. He stretched out his hand and pinched the small metal object with the shimmering light between his index and middle fingers. Sure enough... it was the bullet that almost killed him.

shell.
Chapter completed!