Chapter 7: Illegal Speedway
Meng Zizhe is the leader of this time, and said, "Let's have some exciting things tonight. My cousin has taken me here several times in this game. Once a month, you can earn several times more if you weigh a few thousand. Don't worry, I have inside information and can't lose money!"
The other people had heard Meng Zizhe say a long time ago and they all shouted happily.
"Military worker, why? Do you want to play? If you don't have money, I can lend you it. For the sake of your courage to chase our Yutong beauty, you will be counted on your winnings, and you won't have to pay it back if you lose!"
Meng Zizhe waved his hand, and he was very proud, but his words showed a strong contempt.
"Brother Zhe is mighty!" someone shouted next to him.
"That's right, I don't look at what my father is doing. His father has opened two or three big hotels, and this little money is not a problem."
Yu Qiaoshan snuggled shyly in Meng Zizhe's arms. She was able to hook up the tall and handsome Meng Zizhe, which was something worth showing off.
Seeing that Mo Nan did not answer, Meng Zizhe smiled and said to everyone:
"It hasn't started yet. Go to the car model shop in front to have something to drink. There are all kinds of car models in it. You can buy it if you have money!"
"Damn it! Brother Zhe, what kind of car model are you talking about?" A rich second-generation man with a smile and said in a very ambiguous way.
"There are also car models that break your boy's body. Do you want it? I'll help you get it in minutes!"
Meng Zizhe raised his eyebrows, which made the rich second generation blush.
A group of people drank something in the store, but they couldn't rest, so they started walking around.
The sound of racing drifting in my ears was filled with smoke, making everyone excited.
At this time, Mo Nan's cell phone rang. He saw that it was the number he had called more than a dozen times before, so he went out to answer the call.
"Hey? You finally heard it! Is it Mr. Mo Nan?" The middle-aged male voice called.
"I am, who are you?" Mo Nandao.
"Do you still remember the two old men I saved at Yulanhua Restaurant before? I am his son, my name is Yan Longsheng, yes, I really want to thank you in person..."
"It's just a little effort!"
"It's a small task to sir, but it's a great kindness to our Yan family! Another thing is that after my mother was rescued by sir, I've been wanting to vomit now. I've called many doctors to treat her but I haven't achieved any results. Sir, you have acupuncture..."
Mo Nan realized that he forced himself to use the Taiyi Divine Needle and his life was saved, but because there was no real qi clearance, there were indeed some sequelae:
"If the old man always wants to vomit, he really can't sleep well! I'm careless! But don't worry, I'll only take a few minutes to treat! Let's do this, I'm in Qiping Mountain Car City now. If I have time after 10 o'clock, come and pick me up!"
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Meng Zizhe and others were in the house, listening to the exciting music, and saw Mo Nan calling outside through the glass window, saying disdain:
"A poor boy is so arrogant as if he is 30,000 or 50,000."
"Why did he keep calling? Pretending to be busy? Isn't it because he is afraid that we will ask him to pay for the drinks?" Yu Qiaoshan smiled charmingly.
"Don't pay attention to him!" Meng Zizhe snorted coldly, then went directly to the front of the wine cabinet and asked, looking very familiar:
"Brother Yang, what time will the first game start tonight? Who has the better chance of suppressing?"
Brother Yang sold wine in front of the wine counter. He was still a small boss. He knew all the people from all walks of life here and was quite familiar with Meng Zizhe. The two started chatting in a few words.
After receiving the phone, Mo Nan came in and sat down. He saw that there were many young men and women outside drifting, and he was not used to it for a while. Lin Yutong and Yan Yuner were holding their hands and watching various gadgets in the distance, but no one harassed them.
After a while, Meng Zizhe came with a few tickets and said very ambiguously:
"Whether you can win tonight depends on your anger! Oh, no, it depends on your luck."
"screw you!"
Yu Qiaoshan slapped Meng Zizhe on the shoulder and smiled very sweetly. She was obviously used to such actions.
Yu Qiaoshan was wearing very hot clothes tonight, wrapping her buttocks and revealing her slim waist. Meng Zizhe pulled Yu Qiaoshan's little hand too much:
"Let's go! Let's go out for a walk."
Someone next to him cheered: "Che Zhen, be careful, be careful to make headlines!"
Yu Qiaoshan blushed and hid in Meng Zizhe's arms, and went all the way to the parking lot behind.
"Go back to our car?"
Meng Zizhe dragged Yu Qiaoshan into the driveway, and then parked next to an old Toyota Camry.
At this moment, Meng Zizhe leaned back and actually rang the alarm of the broken car behind him.
An old man with a big belly happened to come over:
"Fuck! Don't touch my car."
Meng Zizhe was angry in his heart and shouted, "Damn fat man! Get out!"
Yu Qiaoshan also stood up with dissatisfaction, her posture fascinating.
The old man walked up and teased:
"Little beauty, how about trying it with me for one night?"
As he said that, he slapped Yu Qiaoshan's buttocks very skillfully and rubbed her hard.
Yu Qiaoshan was discovered just now and was at a loss. She didn't expect that this old man would touch her like this in front of Meng Zizhe.
Meng Zizhe slapped the old man with a slap and punched him.
"Bad my good thing! You dare to move my woman too!"
"I beat you to death!"
The old man looked like he was overly drunk, and he couldn't even resist for a moment. He was beaten to the point of bleeding and ran away with a scream.
"That's so fucking unlucky!"
Meng Zizhe saw that the old man had run a few steps, but was still not satisfied. He kicked the entire rearview mirror at the worn Toyota car.
The old man shouted in pain: "Boy! You dare to hit me for a bitch. Do you know who I am? Wait for me!"
Meng Zizhe picked up the fallen rearview mirror and was about to smash it:
"If I don't get out of here, I will ruin you!"
Seeing that the old man was scared away by him, he snorted coldly, but at this time he was no longer in the mood, so he pulled Yu Qiaoshan and walked back.
Mo Nan was quietly looking at Lin Yutong and Yan Yuner in front of him, posing for selfies with her hair in various ways, kissing her cheeks.
He couldn't understand why two women had to take dozens or hundreds of photos in one position. At this moment, he suddenly saw Meng Zizhe pulling Yu Qiaoshan in angrily.
Bang!
Meng Zizhe threw a rearview mirror on the table, sat there, and said carelessly:
"Driving a broken car makes me show off here!"
"Yo, Brother Zhe, what's going on? So fast? Could it be that it's not possible?" Several rich second-generations laughed.
"No, you uncle! Just now, with Qiaoshan, you are in the back, and suddenly a fat man came to make trouble. He touched Qiaoshan in front of me. I beat him up hard, right! Fat man's broken car rearview mirror!" Meng Zizhe said very lightly, as if he didn't care at all.
"Yes! Heroes save beauty!" Everyone's compliments made Meng Zizhe feel very proud.
"Hey, it's no wonder that old pervert. Look, Qiaoshan is so beautiful today. I saw many people sneaking here!"
Yu Qiaoshan heard everyone's praise and showed a proud look, and she was about to fall into Meng Zizhe's arms.
Lin Yutong stopped taking a selfie and said worriedly: "If you do this, the car owner won't cause trouble for us, right?"
"Don't worry! That vehicle has been more than ten or twenty years old, and it is older than us! Can a rich man drive such a broken car? Humph, our migrant worker brothers are richer than him!"
Meng Zizhe still knows cars, and he can tell at a glance that it is a broken car. If it were Ferrari, he would not dare to do this.
Chapter completed!