Yuan Lang was just about to let someone teach Li Lang a lesson when he saw Li Lang walking towards him.
Feng Mingyuan followed Li Lang nonchalantly, looking around as if Grandma Liu was entering the Grand View Circle.
"Brother-in-law, even if we buy a bicycle, we won't buy a second-hand one, right? Look, it's such a mess here, and the second-hand cars sold are all junk."
Then he pointed to the sign that said tire refilling and inflating: "Look again, the people here don't even have the slightest bit of education, and they are still replenishing tire inflation. Are they selling medicine?"
Li Lang turned around and glanced: "It's terrible to be uneducated."
Feng Mingyuan slapped his neck: "Brother-in-law, you can scold me for being stupid, but I totally disagree if you say I'm uneducated. If you don't believe it, I'll recite "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" to you again..."
"Stop, stop, don't you know anything else but this poem?" Li Lang didn't expect that Feng Mingyuan couldn't get over this joke.
Feng Mingyuan's expression froze when he heard this, and he said awkwardly: "Hey, brother-in-law, you underestimate me too much. How could I only know this poem? In fact, I can still recite poems like "Ode to the Goose".
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"Get out!" Li Lang was speechless at Feng Mingyuan, kicked him directly, and walked quickly to the car repair shop.
When passing by just now, Li Lang saw a lot of second-hand bicycles next to the car repair shop, many of which were quite new.
The most important thing is that it is not easy to find a 28-meter big bar that can carry people.
There is one right here at the car repair shop.
So Li Lang asked Feng Mingyuan to stop and ask.
"Master..." Li Lang walked closer and just called "Master", but found that there was an acquaintance there.
Yuan Lang was gritting his teeth and pointed at Li Lang: "Brother, this is the boy."
Who knew that before Yuan Lang could speak again, the man repairing the car suddenly stood there as if he had seen an idol he admired, staring at Li Lang with his eyes turning red.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Didn't you just say that you would help me teach him a lesson? He is here now, help me teach him a lesson!" Yuan Lang said.
The man ignored Yuan Lang, but suddenly put his right hand into a fist at his heart and worshiped: "Wolf..."
"Ahem, wolf, what kind of wolf? I'm here to buy a car. Don't sing me any songs. You're just wandering around." Seeing that the other party seemed to recognize him, Li Lang quickly interrupted and pointed to a car thrown on the ground next to him.
Erba Dagang said: "Is that bicycle for sale?"
"Ah?" The man was stunned. Seeing that Li Lang didn't want to reveal his identity, he finally came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Sell it, it's someone else's used car that they don't want."
"Oh, let's discuss how much it will cost." Without further ado, Li Lang pulled the man into the car repair shop.
Feng Mingyuan looked weird and muttered: "I'll go, what about brother-in-law? A broken bicycle can be bought for at most two hundred yuan, and it's so mysterious that he goes into the house to discuss with others. If you don't know, you can still get it."
I thought it was a big order worth hundreds of billions."
Bored, Feng Mingyuan glanced at Yuan Lang and started wandering around the car repair shop with his hands behind his back.
Yuan Lang's face was dull.
Just now he clearly felt that his elder brother was abnormal.
Is this something I have never seen before?
Could it be that he knows Li Lang?
In the car repair shop.
Li Lang looked serious: "Do you know me?"
"Wolf King, my name is Lu Liang, codenamed Tank. I was part of Greedy Wolf's reserve team back then. I am honored to meet you." Lu Liang was extremely excited.
He never expected to see the Wolf King here.
In the eyes of special forces kings like them, the Wolf King is their idol, a god-like existence.
It's a pity that Lu Liang tried his best and failed to enter the Greedy Wolf.
This has become a regret in this life.
"Tank?" Li Lang thought for a while, and seemed to remember the other party: "Oh, I see, you are the tank of the Skyhawk Special Forces, a strong man who can lift a thousand kilograms of weight with one person, right?"
"Wolf King, do you still remember me?" Seeing that Li Lang still remembered him, Lu Liang was so excited that he was a little incoherent.
Li Lang patted Lu Liang on the shoulder: "I didn't expect to meet an old friend here, but Tank, my identity cannot be revealed, and I hope you can keep it secret."
"I understand, Wolf King, I understand." Lu Liang nodded hurriedly.
"Hmm." Li Lang looked at Lu Liang and frowned slightly: "I remember that you did well in the Skyhawk Special Forces. Even if you didn't join Greedy Wolf, you wouldn't be repairing cars here, right?"
"Wolf King, my subordinates can't help it." When Li Lang asked, Lu Liang would not answer.
After listening to this, Li Lang did not expect that the once dignified captain of the Skyhawk Special Forces would fall to this level.
Although the Sky Eagle Special Forces are not as good as Greedy Wolf, they are also the top special forces in the entire country of China.
But according to what Lu Liang said, after he was injured, he could have stayed in the army to provide logistics.
But in order to take care of his sick wife, he chose to retire from the army and started repairing cars as a profession after returning.
Although Lu Liang did not say it explicitly, Li Lang could also see that Lu Liang's life was not good, and his wife's illness was probably not serious.
"Wolf King, no wonder that boy Yuan Lang lost, it turned out to be you!" Lu Liang seemed to remember Yuan Lang's previous words, and Lu Liang said excitedly: "It's not unfair for that boy to lose at your hands, it's his honor!"
Li Lang asked: "You have a good relationship with Yuan Lang?"
"You don't know something, Wolf King. I was the one who led Yuan Lang back then. Since I came back, that guy has always helped me in various ways, but I also know that he can barely make enough with his little salary.
It’s flowers.” Lu Liang sighed.
Li Lang couldn't help but sigh.
I didn't expect that this guy Yuan Lang still has friendship.
"By the way, how much does it cost to repair a car tire?" Li Lang suddenly remembered something and asked.
Now that he met an old friend, Li Lang naturally wanted to help.
But Li Lang also understood that if someone like Lu Liang gave him money directly, he would definitely not agree.
Therefore, Li Lang had other ideas.
Lu Liang didn't understand what Li Lang meant, but he answered honestly: "It depends on the brand of the car. A bicycle costs a few yuan, a car is relatively more expensive, and a luxury car is more expensive. But generally, luxury cars are not available here.
Planted in a small place and cultivated.”
"Then look at the tires on that car outside. How much money can you make per repair?" Li Lang asked, pointing to the sports car driven by Feng Mingyuan.
After all, Feng Mingyuan is the son of the Feng family. Although his family often cuts off his expenses, he still has a car.
Although that car is not expensive, it is still worth millions.
Lu Liang was puzzled, "For that kind of car, a tire costs almost 10,000 yuan. I can earn 3,000 yuan."
"Then I understand." Li Lang smiled, turned around and walked out.
Yuan Lang quickly ran into the car repair shop and asked Lu Liang: "Brother, are you okay? Do you know that boy Li Lang?"
"Shut up!" Upon hearing that Yuan Lang dared to call Li Lang a boy, Lu Liang's face sank and he scolded: "Yuan Lang, from now on, you remember my words. From now on, just as you respect me, you will respect Mr. Li."
, if you dare to be disrespectful to him again, don’t recognize me as your brother again.”
"Brother, you called him wolf just now, could it be possible..." Seeing Lu Liang's serious expression, Yuan Lang couldn't help but take a breath and vaguely guessed something.
"Discipline!" Lu Liang said two words directly.
Yuan Lang immediately shut up, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Is that guy a greedy person?
No wonder he is so fierce!
Then wouldn't it be that if you were at Chen Yu's place, you wouldn't have the slightest chance?
Although he felt a little unwilling, Yuan Lang couldn't help but straighten his back a little when he thought of Li Lang's identity.
His eyes were even more filled with heat.
I am lucky enough to have the guidance of someone like Li Lang. How lucky am I to be able to receive guidance from someone like Li Lang?
"Brother, I know!"
Yuan Lang nodded heavily and turned around to apologize to Li Lang, but he was stunned when he saw Li Lang walking towards Feng Mingyuan's sports car with an awl.