"Haha, kid. Not with me, but with my daughter! I have something urgent today and I have to fly to Japan quickly. She has no other relatives in China; so, I think these days,

Can you stay with her?" Shinoda Masayoshi's words made Chen □□ jump. He had to spend the past few days with Minako.

But Chen Ming did not refuse, and casually asked: "What? Is there something wrong with Uncle Shinoda's base camp?"

"Well, it's a very troublesome thing. In short, your mission is to accompany Minako well, is that okay?" Masayoshi Shinoda's tone on the other end of the phone seemed a bit solemn. Obviously, I'm afraid this is not the case.

Simple.

"Okay, I understand. I'll be right over!"

After Chen Ming finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked to see if he wanted to bring some clothes or something. But after thinking about it, it was so close, at least for people with cars, it was quite close.

After going out, Chen Ming looked at his car. There was a pickup truck at home that was older than Chen Ming. The other one was his popular motorcycle. Those who wanted to drive a pickup truck, after all, it was winter.

Riding such a cool motorcycle and racing outside is really "exhilarating".

However, I don’t know how old this pickup truck is, and it has never even passed a vehicle inspection. If I encounter a police officer on the road, I will probably send it directly to the scrapyard. Helpless, I put on a helmet and tied a scarf for myself. Chen Ming

I got on my cool motorcycle, turned the accelerator, and went out.

Along the way, Chen Ming didn't dare to think about how crazy he was before. It was very cold in G City in winter. Chen Ming felt that his hands were getting cold. If he wanted to go crazy again, the speed of the car would be too high.

The cold wind brought by it will definitely keep pouring in, and the taste is really choking.

Chen Ming's speed was not fast, but he was like a "giant panda"; as he walked on the road, the drivers all looked at his motorcycle with strange expressions. Perhaps, riding this kind of motorcycle made them feel that there should be something wrong with him.

Only rich people are right. But isn’t it true that a rich man is short-minded riding a motorcycle in this winter?

Chen Ming ignored him and left the city directly towards the suburbs. Masayoshi Shinoda has a very luxurious villa outside here; it is also his stronghold in G City. That damn place, to be honest, the security force

horrible!

All around are people wearing black suits, sunglasses and black leather shoes. It looks like gangsters are wandering back and forth. Moreover, there are many vicious dogs even in the yard. If anyone touches it without opening their eyes, I am afraid they will definitely be killed.

It was an ugly death. In fact, Chen Ming believed that he did not know how many corpses were buried in the land under his backyard.

When Chen Ming arrived in front of the huge castle-like mansion, several bodyguards immediately cast stern looks at him. At the same time, he subconsciously put his hands in his breast pockets and shouted loudly in business Chinese:

"Baga! Who is it?"

Chen Ming took off his helmet, looked at the man, smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, it's me."

Those people knew Chen Ming and knew that he was their uncle. They all breathed a sigh of relief. Then, they nodded respectfully and said, "Mr. Chen Ming, I'm so rude. Mr. Shinoda has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Chen Ming felt a little uncomfortable being called "Sir"; but if these guys didn't call him that, it would be even more uncomfortable if they said "Uncle". Out of politeness, Chen Ming nodded at them.

He nodded and then drove in on his motorcycle.
Chapter completed!