"Haha, it's okay, I just don't want Councilor Long Wenfeng to succeed in running for provincial council," Director Pang stated the goal generously and directly.
"Congressman Long," Li Bin looked shocked. He considered it with an extremely ugly face, sighed and begged: "Director, it seems that my son can't do it now, but can you give me a way out? He is a congressman,"
Director Pang put away his gun and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem. I will reward you with one million yuan afterwards, and your family will be transferred to other provinces. I wonder if you will be promoted to another level because of this."
Li Bin nodded helplessly: "I hope you can be true to your words," but he felt relieved. It was not a big deal to throw dirty water on a city councilor. His own life was not in danger, but it was a pity that it was done here. All the connections will be broken, and you will have to start all over again when you go to other provinces.
Thinking about this, he turned around and lectured his son: "Listen carefully to Director Pang and say whatever you are told. This is a major matter for our whole family."
Master Li nodded nervously. He didn't understand why these adults were so nervous. They just wanted to tell him that Councilor Long was the behind-the-scenes commander of the Shenyao Regiment. Is this a big deal? Is it necessary to use swords and guns? But when he thought about being rewarded with one million yuan afterwards, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Although he couldn't get all of the money, his father would always give him tens of thousands of pieces of pocket money.
Seeing that both of them agreed, Director Pang winked, and his two men put away their guns, helped untie Master Li with a smile, and chatted politely.
"Okay, time is running out. Let's go to the TV station. When we get there, someone will teach our children how to say it." Director Pang waved his hand and went out first. The Li family and his son were naturally escorted away by two policemen. But Master Li is very excited now. It’s great to be able to get money and be on TV. But his father has given up completely. They even have news organizations ready. It is estimated that many people want grassroots members. It's over, but it's good that it's over, at least I can't take revenge on my son.
The city police department was celebrating, but other district bureaus were in a state of emergency. Some branch chiefs had pressed the number for help from the city bureau several times, but in the end they gave up calling for various reasons. Fighting spirit, the police and police officers below not only broke their legs while running, but also had to hold their breath and follow the thugs who were causing damage everywhere. I believe that countless police officers will suffer from alopecia tonight.
Chen Shihao had no idea what the situation was like now. After he received a complimentary call from Li Xia, he knew that his mission was mostly completed and his only purpose now was to let Shenyao Regiment know the existence of his Flame Regiment before 12 o'clock. After 12 o'clock, I really don't bother to care about the Shenyao Group, because I can already go home by then.
Chen Shihao drove his roaring motorcycle slowly down the street. Just as he was about to turn into an alley, a harsh and loud whistling sound suddenly came from the sky. Chen Shihao couldn't help but change his face. It was as loud as an air-raid siren. The whistling sound was made by people's mouths, and not long after the sound started to sound, Chen Shihao vaguely heard the sound of many motorcycles coming this way, and couldn't help but stop and look around immediately.
Naturally, the police also heard the ear-piercing whistling sound, and saw that the destructive Bosozoku stopped their vandalism after the sound, started the locomotive and drove towards the place where the whistling sound came from, and reported it to them. Finally, the main station who got the news gave them an answer that made them feel relieved: "Every unit should pay attention, there are signs of gathering of the Shenyao Group Bosozoku."
"Damn, these bastards are about to escape. Everyone, hurry up and block them. They have been arrogant in front of us all night. Now it's our turn to be awesome." The police immediately understood what this meant. They looked at the destroyed streets and The facility was so angry that everyone ran angrily towards the place where the bosozoku gathered. I really didn't believe that so many policemen in one branch couldn't handle dozens of bosozokus.
Chen Shihao didn't know if he was lucky or something, but the intersection about a hundred meters in front of him turned out to be the gathering place for this group of Shenyao. When he saw the motorcycles approaching quickly, dozens of them quickly gathered, and he immediately got ready to try. When I followed him, I saw that they seemed to be counting the number of people, and I couldn't help but stop.
The people of the Shenyao Regiment were indeed counting the number of people, and they obviously found that one was missing. The knight in charge raised his helmet mirror and looked up to the sky again and roared. However, after waiting for a while, not only did the missing member not appear, but A large number of police are coming this way.
"Damn it, get out." The knight in charge immediately drove his motorcycle towards the police. The policemen, who were only holding pistols and batons, naturally dodged immediately. Without an order, they couldn't even swing their batons, let alone fire. Shots were fired, so the group of bosozokus immediately rushed out of the police encirclement with a roar.
Several policemen raised their guns and aimed at the Bosozoku figure, but they did not shoot because they were concerned about something. One of the policemen threw his police hat angrily and roared: "Being a policeman is such a coward, I will quit," he said. He handed the gun to a police officer, then turned around and left regardless of other people's dissuasion.
Chen Shihao just glanced curiously at this policeman with such a personality, and then drove his car and chased the bosozoku. Because the group of bosozokus who were preparing to evacuate did not run around in the alleys and streets, but ran directly towards Zhonghai Avenue. Chen Shihao Exhaling with some confidence, a super sports car like the Y2K immediately exerted its power and roared onto Zhonghai Avenue in a short while, catching up with the Shenyao Group who was swaying arrogantly on the empty avenue.
The Bosozoku who noticed Chen Shihao's car from behind immediately saw four cars slow down and clamped down on Chen Shihao in an inverted U-shape. A Bosozou on the left lifted up his helmet mirror, revealing a young man with an unruly expression. He bared his teeth and glared. shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death, you dare to follow our Shenyao Group," but soon his eyes widened and he whistled subconsciously: "Holy crap, it's actually Y2K."
As soon as the name came out, the four bosozoku immediately started shouting, and the group of motorcycles in front also slowed down. The bosozou who yelled at Chen Shihao ran to the front, and ran back after a while, holding a metal rod at Chen Shihao. Shouted: "Boy, we will send the fastest speed rider to compete with you. According to the rules, the winner will get the other party's motorcycle,"
Chen Shihao looked at the bosozoku who had surrounded him, and couldn't help but ask: "Competition,"
"Damn, of course it's a racing car. Is it a fight? I can beat three people like you. If it's a fight, wouldn't it mean that our Shenyao Group bullies you? We won't do such a despicable thing." The young man ran away. The clan roared with pride.
Looking at this skinny young bosozoku, Chen Shihao was a little confused. He beat three of them one by one. He was talking nonsense. His car was a Y2K. If they knew the goods, how could they dare to race with him? When he was confused, he gathered around The bosozokus had already made way for a gap, and a motorcycle rushed towards them. Then it braked and turned lightly, and they were actually lined up side by side with Chen Shihao.
Chen Shihao looked at this motorcycle, which was obviously high-end, but he didn't know the brand. Looking at the extremely superb driving skills, his heart sank because he just remembered that he had only just learned to drive a motorcycle and he didn't have much time. No matter how good the car is, it doesn't matter. I dare to race with others like this.
"Get to the pier from here, grab a handful of sand and turn back. Whoever is fastest wins," the bosozou holding a metal rod pointed at the end of the avenue and shouted.
Pier, where is it? Oh, no, I don’t want a racing car. Unfortunately, before Chen Shihao, a novice, could object, this bosozou was already holding a scarf and dancing in front of him, shouting: "Get ready."
The opponent's motorcycle next to him immediately roared. As soon as he was forced by someone, Chen Shihao subconsciously started to breathe in neutral. The other motorcycles onlookers also started to breathe in neutral. The roar immediately sounded on the avenue. In such an atmosphere, Chen Shihao had basically stopped. Without thinking of rejection, I subconsciously grabbed the clutch, put it in gear, and was always ready to start.
The bosozou who gave the order waved his scarf and shouted: "Start!" The motorcycle next to him rushed out with a roar, but Chen Shihao's movements were even louder, rumbling and holding the front wheel high as he walked away. After walking for more than ten meters, they started to chase with all their strength. The other bosozokus saw this scene and laughed loudly, and then they followed after each other.
At first, Chen Shihao drove the motorcycle reflexively. However, when driving at night, he could only see about a hundred meters in front of him. The surroundings were pitch black. Coupled with the increasing speed, he, who was an absolute novice, soon began to look pale. He tried to let go of the accelerator several times but could not control the hand that was twisting the accelerator, so the speed became faster and faster, and his face became paler and paler.
Seeing that the computer read 120 and was rising rapidly, Chen Shihao broke out in a cold sweat and had a look of panic in his eyes. But at this moment, the motorcycle roaring in front suddenly slowed down and waited until two When the motorcycles were running parallel, Chen Shihao's opponent suddenly had a free hand, made a fist and gestured with his thumb downward. Then something happened that made Chen Shihao scream out. This opponent actually came forward and kicked Chen Shihao violently. locomotive.
With a bang, Chen Shihao was kicked so hard that the front of the car tilted. Before he could react at such a fast speed, the car carried him directly through the guardrail and rushed down the hillside of the avenue. However, the culprit stopped the car. Opening the helmet mirror, a young man with an arrogant look on his face was revealed. The young man looked at the gap in the guardrail with disdain, sneered and said to himself: "You are such a slow piece of garbage. You dare to race with me, young master, at this speed. What a waste." Master, my time, Master, do I care about your Y2K? Go to hell." Having said this, he turned his head and looked at the looming car lights behind him, and snorted: "Huh, I hate you the most, you idiots. Go home and surf the Internet." After saying that, he took off his helmet mirror, started the motorcycle, ignored his companions who were screaming strangely, and turned around and left.