The black Camry rushed onto the road like a silence, but there were too many cars in front of him, and the arrogant Camry had to stand still, with the harsh sound of the car flute kept ringing.

When Zhao Ziyue was so excited that he saw the handsome guy kicking the middle-aged security guard, he was furious. He always believed that there was no distinction between high and low, no matter whether it was a person made by Nuwa or a person created by the old man God, since he could come to this world, there was no distinction between noble and low, but his position and profession were different.

Zhao Ziyue smiled, and she smiled brightly. Only Manni, who was familiar with him, knew that this was a sign of Zhao Ziyue's anger. It seemed that the thorny handsome guy was in trouble.

Zhao Ziyue would not pretentiously help the middle-aged security guard who was kicked down, and then say a lot of unnutritious comfort words, which made the security guard cry and even gave him his only daughter. This is just a picture that only appears in a brainless soap opera. Grassroots have their own way of living.

When he was young, Zhao Ziyue clearly remembered that the neighbor next door was a mute, who was in his fifties, and was dependent on me for his life. After my mother died, there was only one lonely person left. The mute was born optimistic. Although no one was accompanying her, she had a simple smile all day long. I only remember that in winter, the mute was wearing a big black cotton jacket and big cotton pants with patches on it. When it was very cold, the two cotton jackets were covered in films, with a black cloth strip tied around her waist, and a white hand towel wrapped around her head all day long. The white hand towel was not washed all year round, and it was dark. Every day, squatting under the wall on the street to bask in the sun, letting the adults and children laugh, some children even went up to pull his beard, and he was happy and not angry at all.

It seems that because of years of malnutrition, the mute's vision is poor. In today's terms, it is highly myopia. When looking at things, you have to close your eyes to see clearly. One day, the mute saw a dark thing on the wall, but couldn't see clearly. He put his face on it and saw that it turned out to be a piece of rusted nail. The nail was clearly seen, but it also penetrated deeply into the mute's eyes and a lot of blood was bleeding. It was not until half a month later that people realized that the mute had blinded his eyes, and half of the nail was still in his eyes, but the mute was still happy all day long, like a ok. It was like this mute who blinded one eye, dragging his other half of his miserable eyes, and lived well for ten years. The grassroots have their own tenacious vitality, and the grassroots have their own way of living.

The middle-aged security guard got up in disappointment, cursed hard at Camry in the distance, tidied up his clothes, and then ordered other car owners to stop.

Zhao Ziyue took back his right hand placed on the fairy long thigh and asked with a smile: "Do you still have money there?"

"Hehe..." Manni blinked her big eyes like black grapes and smiled: "Why did my little face want to ask for money first before providing services to me?"

"Pay a deposit first, I will give you a 10% discount on the night."

"Well, this excuse is good. I will take it, take it!" As he said that, Manni shook her hand like a trick, and took out a stack of money from under her bulging chest, under the upper leather jacket on her slender waist, and a brand new stack of rmbs, with a white seal on the money.

Manni shook her hand and threw the money in Zhao Ziyue's arms. She shook her hair charmingly, her eyes circulated, and she smiled and said, "I have pounds, francs, US dollars, and euros here, but I know you don't need it, hehe, but I must serve this princess at night, and the reward is still very big."

Men Le was shocked in the back seat and thought to himself that Ma Zi, who was the boss of the relationship, was a mobile bank with so much money on him! That dozen rmbs would cost ten thousand yuan! I just don’t know if it was the boss who kept her or she was taking care of her.

Putting the money in his pocket, Zhao Ziyue started the BMW car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out as if it was flying, and joined the traffic. He turned left, right, slotted and overtook. The white BMW actually ran to the front of the black Camry. When he pulled the handbrake, Zhao Ziyue stopped leaving and parked the car in the middle of the road.

With a "bang", Camry suddenly chewed on the butt of the BMW. Both cars were shocked violently. The cars behind quickly braked, and the sharp brake sounded. Some cars slowed down and passed by. The people in the car did not forget to shake the glass, with a gloating expression, and some people blew sharp whistles.

Almost at the same time, the two close-knit doors made two "bang" and two people walked out of the two cars with ambiguous postures.

The handsome guy from Mao Burst walked forward two steps, looked angry and shouted with a dark face: "You don't have long..."

"Mom, you don't have any eyes!" Zhao Ziyue took a step forward and slapped the handsome guy at the burr twice.

Holding the handsome guy's collar, Zhao Ziyue glared at him and shouted: "Didn't you see my car breaking down? Do you still dare to burst my car's chrysanthemums, where did your eyes grow? Is it in the **?"

Two slaps in the face made the handsome burr stunned. What kind of world is this? You just parked on the road and caused a rear-end collision, but I was begged me? After several struggles, I couldn't break free from the other party's iron hands, but the other party was still in a rude attitude. The handsome burr hated him.

The handsome guy from Mao Burst stared at Zhao Ziyue and said, "It was obvious that you parked the car on the road for no reason first, you..."

"Fuck! You're still stubborn!" Zhao Ziyue said, slapped his hand and arched left and right, and two loud slaps in the face. He kicked the handsome guy hard in the belly. The handsome guy blew "bang" and hit the Camry's car window. He slipped out and fell to the ground. He sat on the ground, covering his stomach with both hands, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his face. A handsome handsome face was distorted and deformed.

There was a whispering sound around, and a large number of people were standing on the auxiliary road, whispering, and the cars passing by were slowing down. They rolled down the window and looked at the car accident outside. It seemed that people were more concerned about the two men fighting than this car accident. There was no way. Who told everyone that the education they received since childhood was called people-oriented!

The handsome guy in the burr looks very embarrassed now. He has gone out of his sturdy suit, his shoes have fallen off, his stomach is even more painful, and his face has become deformed due to the pain in his abdomen. But the evil man on the opposite side still refuses to let him go, and goes forward, grabs his collar, lifts him up again, puts his back against the cold car window, and smiles grimly, "Get money quickly! I just bought this BMW for one million. Before the running-in period has expired, you guys have burst into a thorax. Are you very brave? I won't cheat you. Change the back bumper to 50,000 yuan, and you will lose 50,000 yuan in mental losses, a total of 100,000 yuan. Get it now!"

The handsome guy from burr was listless, and he could see the power of the kick just now. He murmured with his stomach, "Brother, it's me... I'm so blind... I offended you. I really didn't... deliberately hit your car..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I didn't mean to hit it, I took the money for 100,000 yuan, and I can't lose a penny!"

"But... I don't really have that much money..."

"Give me as much as you have, and write me an IOU for the rest."

"Brother...I..."

"Your mom has a b-sense, are you still looking for a fight?"

"No...no, I'll take...I'll take..."

“It’s almost the same.”

The handsome guy with burrs had no choice but to tremble and took out his pockets. One dozen, two, one, two, and finally disappeared.

Zhao Ziyue counted, only 8,000 yuan was fucked, and slapped the handsome guy in the burr's head again, but at this moment, a timid voice of a woman with a crying voice rang out.

"Please, don't hit him again."

Zhao Ziyue turned around and saw that it was a girl in a burgundy windbreaker. Isn’t this Xiaoli whom Men Lechao thought of? I saw Xiaoli’s face full of tears and big eyes full of fear. She was standing behind her in fear, trembling with fear. The sound was made by her.

"Oh! I can't tell that this kid only has eight yuan on his body and wants to play with chickens. This chicken is good. I've bought it. This is a deposit." As he said that, Zhao Ziyue shook his hand out, and a stack of thick banknotes fell hard at Xiaoli's feet. Under the dim street light, the white seal on the money looked particularly dazzling.

Xiaoli's face turned pale, without any blood, and her body trembled slightly.

"What? I think it's too little? Last time I went to Malaysia with this kid to prostitution chickens. It took us five thousand yuan for a full-time flight at night. This time I called this kid but couldn't answer it, and I even smashed my car. It turned out that I was anxious to take the girl to the room and want to eat alone!" Zhao Ziyue said as he twitched the handsome guy's thorn with his hand. Damn, like a hedgehog, it's really thrust.

Xiaoli looked at the handsome guy in shock. The handsome guy in Mao Ku just shook his head weakly, looking aggrieved.

"Damn it, you are still pretending to be innocent. Where did you get the tiger's energy on the girl's belly when you were in Malaysia?" Zhao Ziyue said, and then thrust the handsome guy's thorn again.

Seeing her boyfriend just shook his head, he was too lazy to explain. The girl in red covered her face, turned around, and ran away, leaving only a lonely back. The girl didn't know that when Zhao Ziyue grabbed her boyfriend's collar, she used a technique to make the handsome guy unable to speak for a short time. The poor woman was also a lucky woman, and she avoided the fate of being abandoned by others.

Zhao Ziyue lit a cigarette, picked up the big stack of money again, put it in his pocket, and said with a smile: "How is it? Boy, do you know the feeling of being bullied? Haha, don't look at you making fun of it now, be careful to get a list in the future! See you!"

Zhao Ziyue said to the crowd around him as if nothing had happened: "It's all over! The good show has been finished. Everyone should go home and hug the woman and sleep on the hot kang!"

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Zhao Ziyue turned around and sat back on the BMW car that had been gnawed, ignited, started, accelerated, and sped together.

Looking at the boss's back, Men Le couldn't suppress his excitement and said with a gasp: "Brother, I want to be a person like you too!"

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand on the woman's thigh, Zhao Ziyue held a cigarette in her mouth, turned her head and smiled slightly at the blushing Menle.

The white car shadows rushed by like a ghost in the dark night.
Chapter completed!