Twenty-year-old Liu Yan drove straight ahead and entered a quiet tree-lined avenue. The trees were swaying and cicadas were chirping. There were no other pedestrians and vehicles on the road, only him was a lonely bicycle. The unemployed young man was still immersed in the excitement of witnessing the bizarre car accident with his own eyes and did not notice the abnormalities on the road.

On the left side of this tree-lined avenue is a mountain and on the right side is a river. There are two lanes in both directions. The roadside is full of tung trees. In summer, the branches and leaves are lush and shade is quiet. However, during this period, it is impossible for there to be no other vehicles on the road. This is because the end of the road was stopped by a van, and the fierce man in armed police clothes stopped anyone from entering.

When Liu Yanzhi entered the boulevard, the entrance to the road was blocked by two vans. Several armed police soldiers got out of the car, wearing red armbands with the words "on duty", blocked traffic and prohibited traffic from entering.

Liu Yanzhi, who knew nothing, hummed a song carefreely, rode his bicycle and ran on the asphalt road, and made a casual and generous gift from time to time. It is good to be young. He would leave everything behind when he finds a job and a partner to study and go to college. He would leave it behind. He would find a classmate to brag and chat later. He would go to Huaijiang to swim in the afternoon, squander youth and hormones together. His days were long, and he would think about the unpredictable future after his brain was thrust.

The road ahead was blocked, and a van was crossing the road. Perhaps the construction unit was building the road. Liu Yanzhi continued to move forward. He was a bicycle and could get through it as long as there were dozens of centimeters of space. But suddenly he saw an incredible scene.

Four burly men over two meters tall were all wearing black windbreakers and black sunglasses. In the summer, they wore black windbreakers that were long enough to their ankles. Is this the hell? Could it be a movie? Liu Yanzhi subconsciously held the brake handle tightly with both hands, pointed the ground with one foot, looked back, looking for a camera.

There was no camera behind, only four black super special police officers with the same shape, all holding weapons he didn't recognize.

Liu Yanzhi was stunned. He was just an unemployed young man from a second-tier provincial capital. These people could not have come for him. Perhaps he was accidentally involved in some major incident?

The time and space special police have already confirmed his identity, but they still have to ask questions regularly according to the procedures.

"Are you Liu Yanzhi?" asked a special policeman, his voice cold and the hot season was terrifying.

Liu Yanzhi nodded involuntarily, and then he saw the men in black pulling the bolts.

How could Liu Yanzhi, who had watched at least one hundred gunfight VCD movies, not understand what was going on? He threw his bicycle and ran to the mountain quickly, but no matter how fast his legs were, he could not run away from the bullet. An anesthetic bullet hit him. A large dose of poison quickly injected into his muscles and spread throughout his body. When the special police came to check his pupils and pulses, Liu Yanzhi was no longer able to do it.

But the time and space special police injected him another needle of alkaloid poison extracted from the saliva of poisonous snakes to ensure that Liu Yanzhi's blood coagulated and died completely. After that, he was put in a black plastic bag, put it in a truck and took it away. He was transported to the Huai River and burned it to ashes and scattered it into the river. This was the end of the mission.

This is not an authentic history. There is no doubt that this group of people was sent by Ji Yuqian, and the times have extended backwards. At this time, Ji Yuqian had completely mastered the time and space management bureau and established the black-clad special policemen wandered in the long river of history, killing gods and Buddhas blocking **.

The Eye of the Sky continued to observe, and as expected, the ashes that were scattered into the river and were eaten by fish were returned to the riverside. The incineration process evolved backwards, and the ashes turned into corpses. The bodies returned to the car and were sent back to the tree-lined avenue, and they became Liu Yanzhi riding on a bicycle, while those vehicles and the time and space special police had never appeared.

The young Liu Yan whistled and passed through the tree-lined avenue.

Liu Yanzhi in the sky understood that it was Ji Yugan who stopped this action. At this time, Ji Yugan had been in the 2531-year-old plane. He knew that he was Liu Yanzhi's clone. Killing 20-year-old Liu Yanzhi, Ji Yugan would not be born, the new human plan would no longer exist, the world of gods was cut off from the source, and all ambitions were all lost. Therefore, Ji Yugan must ensure that Liu Yanzhi survives. Not only can he not kill this person, but he must also beware of others being killed.

The authentic history will be completed in his own hands. Liu Yanzhi in the sky thought secretly that only he is qualified to seal his young self.

A 130 truck jumped over, which was a long downhill. The driver lit the brakes a few times, and the sweat came down on his forehead. The brake failed! He tried to use the gear reduction to force slow down and stop the car, but the gear handle could not move like a solder, and even the steering wheel could not move at all.

The driver was anxious. He stepped on the brake pedal with his right foot and turned the steering wheel with both hands to hit the roadside tree. He was an old driver with 20 years of driving experience. He knew that he could not panic at this time. He could do anything to hit, just don't hit people.

The steering wheel was still not moving. Just as the driver used all his strength, it suddenly loosened. The direction was light, as if the imported Japanese sedan was too strong. The truck instantly lost control and drifted and shook its tail. There was a burst of noise and finally stopped.

The driver wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't hit someone or hurt the car. He was about to say goodbye to Chairman Mao's statue hanging in the cab, but suddenly he saw something in the rearview mirror. When he looked closely, he turned out to be a human! There was a bicycle lying on the ground at a distance.

It was over and I hit someone. The driver hurriedly got out of the car to check. The person who was hit was a 20-year-old man who was touched. He seemed to have some, but he was in shock and seemed to be injured very much. He might have been in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

The driver quickly calculated that he had to get disabled and healed for life. He had to spend his life throwing money into it. He would kill him. He would pay up to 40,000 or 50,000 yuan. Long pain was better than short pain. There happened to be no one on this section of the road. He ran back to the truck, jumped into the cab, stepped back and reversed, and was about to crush the young man to death. He was finished.

The truck seemed to have returned to normal now. The steering wheel was working well, it no longer rust or slipped, the brakes were effective, and there was no problem with gear shifting. The driver was not free to think about these things. He was now thinking about crushing people to death, but he couldn't move the car again. Looking at the rearview mirror, he was surprised that someone blocked the truck.

A man over two meters tall pressed the truck compartment with one hand, allowing the wheels to slip on the ground, making it difficult to move.

The driver was frightened. Since there were witnesses, the idea of ​​killing people was gone. After all, killing people paid for their lives. He turned off the engine and stopped the car and got out to see. The burly man disappeared without a trace. He only saw two forty-eight-sized shoe prints on the ground were deeply trapped in the asphalt road.

A traffic police motorcycle drove over. The scene of the car accident was so clear that the driver couldn't even afford to pay the debt, so he had to admit defeat.

The traffic police followed the procedures and called an ambulance to send the injured to the hospital for emergency treatment. They detained the driver's license and driving license. People from the accident handling brigade came to survey the scene and temporarily detained the vehicle.

Liu Yanzhi was taken to the emergency room of Omi Medical University Affiliated Hospital by an ambulance to rescue him. The doctor found that the injuries were mainly concentrated on the head, with severe intracranial bleeding and needed craniotomy. However, the operation was not performed without the signature of the family. The injured person had no documents on his body, so no one dared to make a decision, so he could only wait on a stretcher.

When Liu Yanzhi's parents rushed over after seeing the missing person notice on TV, the best time for treatment had passed. The doctor said that the injured person's brain trauma was serious and it might not be cured, but this was not brain death. The patient still had breathing and his eyes could still be opened, but his intelligent thoughts and emotions no longer had. In layman's terms, it was a vegetable.

Liu's mother fainted on the spot. Liu's father was very strong and asked the doctor how likely he could recover.

The doctor said one in ten thousand, and relatives often talked and played some music next to each other, and promised to wake up, but the IQ of a four or five-year-old child is impossible to fully recover.

"Even if there is one in 100,000 hope, we will not give up." Liu's father said firmly. When he remembered his son watching TV in the morning, he couldn't help but regret it. It was the last conversation between father and son, which ended with reprimand.

The working-class member of the Liu family saved only more than 10,000 yuan, and they could only last for a while if they were taken out. Fortunately, the perpetrator was caught on the spot by the traffic police and could not escape.

Liu's mother stayed in the hospital to take care of her son. Liu's father went to negotiate with the perpetrator about the compensation. He found the transportation company based on the address provided by the traffic police, but the other party acted as a scoundrel and only symbolically took out three thousand yuan, saying that we would not blame us for this matter. We have a wrongdoing and debt. You can find the specific person who drove the car to hit your son.

The driver was so scared that he ran away overnight when he heard that he had knocked a man into a vegetable. The traffic police could not find a man. As the saying goes, the monk could not run away from the temple. As the driver's work unit, the transportation company should bear this responsibility, but the problem arises. This unit is not a state-owned company, but an individual contractor, and the contractor is called Long Kaijiang. It is said that he is a socially gangster. He is the best at making trouble. He is good if he doesn't cheat others. How can he tolerate others' robbery?

Liu's father was an honest worker and had never dealt with the underworld. However, the rabbit was anxious and even bitten people. He took his tea jar and a small stool the next day and continued to block the door of the Longshi Transportation Company.

In the transportation company's store, several big men sat around the Eight Immortals table to play mahjong. They were all naked, with dragons and tigers on their bodies, and a BP machine with Motorola's big man hanging around their waists. The chain that tied to the pager was very thick, golden, and very dazzling.

Seeing that the people who had a fight yesterday came again, the men pushed the mahjong and were ready to take action. They had a good relationship with the police station in the jurisdiction. The director and deputy director were all brothers of Brother Long. Even if they beat someone up for nothing, it would be useless to call the police.

Just as he was about to take action, a Santana 2000 sedan rushed over, Long Kaijiang was wearing an Ice Silk Mundt T-shirt, a Jinli Lai belt, and a bright Rolex watch on his wrist. He held an Ericsson 788 mobile phone in his hand. While making a phone call loudly, he gestured to brothers not to do anything.

"Master Liu, right? I heard about it. I was on a business trip outside yesterday and just arrived today. Don't worry, no matter how much it costs, I will go." Long Kaijiang said kindly to Liu's father.

Liu's father didn't believe it. He thought the other party was just to cheat himself away.

But Long Kaijiang returned to the car, took out a bag from the back seat, unzipped the zipper, and it was full of money, all of which were zero.

"You can use these first, but it's not enough. By the way, just click and write me a receipt." Long Kaijiang said.

Liu's father looked incredible, but he still counted the money, which was almost 80,000 yuan, which was enough for some time to spend.

During this process, Long Kaijiang's cell phone was always on the phone. When Liu's father took the money and left, Long Kaijiang said to the phone microphone with a sad face: "Can I let my child go?"
Chapter completed!