Please don't drink and drive.

On the evening of August 28th, it was drizzling. It happened at the end of February. Friends got together in a restaurant, drank some wine, talked and laughed, and let go. It was very enjoyable. I tasted 1 Xiaoer for the first time, rose up, drank 1 Qingdao again, got carried away, and decided to go somewhere else and enjoy it. Driving on the road and returning to Changbai Street, I didn't feel sick. When I go to Hanfu Street after 8 o'clock, I encounter traffic jams. Just now, 2JC was in front of us, patrolling car by car. I was frightened and looked for chewing gum and mineral water everywhere, but in vain. I panicked, my legs trembled and my driving was affected.

After a while, 2JC walked to the front of the car, and 1JC waved his hand and rolled down the window: Drink? Yu Cong's answer: Fu Gan. Haha, JS is alive again. I had no choice but to open my mouth slightly, breathe softly, and exhale like orchid, regretting that I didn't spit out spicy garlic when I was eating. Between breathing and inhaling, we can feel the beauty of Red Star Erguotou, which is heartfelt and memorable. Fortunately, the rain is oblique and the wind is urgent, and JS has no taste. Just as he started to move, I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the airflow in my abdomen rose and broke out. I gritted my teeth and tried to suppress it. I didn't expect the airflow to collapse as soon as it turned, and suddenly it came between the two strands after the gastrointestinal attack. Alas, although the plank road was guarded, the airflow poured out by the gravity of the earth, was carried by the air in the roar, and broke through the window.

JC is really well-trained. Before the breath dissipates, he fans the airflow to his nose with one hand, and his nose is closed and smells like perfume. His face suddenly changed, and he reprimanded majestically: driver's license, pull over.

When I got off the bus with my photo, I saw a police car parked on the side of the road. There is a man standing behind him, surrounded by JC. The man's legs stand upright like pines and cypresses, but his upper body is like autumn leaves in the wind, trembling and muttering: I have never drunk wine. I was waiting to come forward to help, and a tall JC approached, holding a POS card reader in his left hand and a POS card reader in his right hand, which is more common in police films. I'm confused. Credit card? What about torture? The tall JC seemed to be confused by me, so he took out a white straw in his right hand, which looked like it was used for bubble tea, put it on the card reader and handed it to me, saying, either call for 5 seconds or drive to the pet hospital for blood test. Sad husband, the wind is rustling, the water is easy to cool, and the blood test of a strong man's broken wrist is gone forever. I made up my mind that if I die, I will die. I straightened up, took a deep breath, put it in my mouth and cheeks, picked up the foam tea cone, secretly put my tongue against the nozzle, slowly exhaled the breath from the corner of my mouth and howled for several minutes.

JC was impressed by Yu's tragic momentum and even shouted: Run, run.

I looked closely and saw a red light flashing above the POS machine, shaking like a high-speed operation. It took me many years to realize the greatness of relativity. At the same time, JC said to another JC: People who drink alcohol inhale more inward, unlike this guy at all. Gai preached to teach new people. I gave a wry smile. Finally, 60 seconds later, the red light went out and everything was calm. I closed my eyes and stretched out my hands, waiting for the punishment of the shackles. As expected, when something touched my hand, I couldn't help sighing. My POS machine was dead.

For a long time, I didn't feel the power of traction, nor did I hear the voice of shouting. I opened my eyes and looked around. There is no one in front of me, only my driver's license is in my hand. He was very happy, but he didn't dare to show any blood. He walked slowly to the front of the car, opened the car door and hurried away.