Lu Fan's brows jumped when he saw this name, he logged out of WeChat and made a call.
Shut down.
The real-time positioning was sent ten seconds ago, and now it’s turned off!
Lu Fan called Yu Min again, but also turned off the phone.
"Fucking Yan Qing, if anything goes wrong with Tang Huanxi, I will kill you all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all 12 cylinders of the Mercedes-Benz Maybach were activated! Like a furious beast, it roared away from Nandu City and headed straight for Nanfeng Mountain in the suburbs!
late at night.
At the foot of Nanfeng Mountain.
The night is as cool as water.
This place was originally a desolate open space, but now it was filled with all kinds of cars.
Most of them are cheap modified cars, there are also Porsches and Maseratis, and there are even top-notch supercars like Ferrari and Lamborghini.
This is the largest racing base in Nandu, and it is also the most dangerous racing venue in Nandu, and it is also a trap!
Five or six two-meter-high boss combo speakers are playing the most popular disco music. The volume is turned to the maximum. On each speaker stands a sexy beauty wearing a bikini, with more than a dozen people stepping on her feet.
The sexy high-heeled shoes that are 1cm tall, twisting her waist crazily to the loud metal music on the speakers.
Countless men and women in strange costumes filled the place. They smoked, drank, cursed loudly, spit out dirty words, kissed in public, and even a passionate man and woman who had taken drugs performed sexual intercourse in public...
There are also well-dressed rich children and urban white-collar workers who are tired of bars and KTVs and come here to find the fatal thrill brought by the sense of speed. They put aside the neat clothes and dignified elegance they wore in the crowd during the day, and are even better than those of the lowest level.
A gangster is still a gangster, and he is worse than the meanest lady.
Lu Fan drove a black Maybach S600 directly into the parking lot.
Turn off the engine and get off the car.
Lu Fan looked at the hormone-filled parking lot with a cold expression. He called Tang Huanxi and Yu Min a few more times. After being informed that the phone was still turned off, he strode in.
"Fuck you, who?"
A woman wearing a black short skirt, whose back looked somewhat similar to Tang Huanxi's, was grabbed by Lu Fan, and she immediately yelled at Lu Fan with hatred on her face.
Lu Fan waved his hand and grabbed the next person.
The curses continued.
Soon, Lu Fan found Yu Min's black Range Rover Executive in the chaotic parking lot.
It was just pitch dark inside the car. Lu Fan pressed his hand on the hood and it felt cold to the touch. They had been here for a while.
"I was careless..."
Lu Fan took a deep breath and looked at the restless crowd with cold eyes, "I shouldn't have handed Huanxi to Yu Min so defenselessly when I was attacking Yan Qing! I was too kind, and that's why I was harmed.
How could a woman like Tang Huanxi and Yu Min who grew up under Yan Qing like to be with Huanxi? She has a purpose..."