The car is not like football basketball. There is only one way of game, or it can be said that the car is one of the most ways of the game in all sports projects.
In the island country, although the automotive industry is developed, it is weak and unimaginable in the racing career. In the past ten years, there have been a Linglin Mengwei in the F1 competition. However, this cannot deny that they are right against
The love of the car's sport ----- from those island-made comics or film and television works, they can see their love for racing.
It's as if a woman always has an unusual feeling about the kind of bright crystals. Men also have a natural love for cars.
"What do you mean," Mitsui Junming's face was extremely ugly. Looking at Yan Murong's expression of squinting his eyes, he didn't know what the other party was thinking, gambled, was it so exaggerated with this.
In sublime, Mitsui Junming believes that Yan Murong is making excuses to reject him.
"I'm not talking well enough,"
"You are sure to do this," Mitsui Junming asked.
"Why, you dare not," looking at Mitsui Junming, who was iron-looking, Yan Murong said with a disdainful face, "Knowing you dare not, waste my time ---- you boldly, really with you
The country's land area is the same, ""
"Okay, I'm gambling with you," Mitsui Junming gritted his teeth, almost these words jumped out of the teeth.
"Brother, don't," Mitsui Emperor Sakura grabbed his hand with anxiety, and persuaded his voice in a hurry, "Brother, I don’t want it, I don’t like that necklace,"
Looking at the anxious expression of Mitsui Emperor Sakura, Yan Murong's view of her has a lot of changes-at least this girl is more reasonable than Mitsui Junming.
"No," Mitsui Junming shouted persistently, "Even if you don't want, a man in the Mitsui family must guard the dignity of the Mitsui family,"
"Dignity," Yan Murong sneered dismissively, "There was a fart with a big fart, and what dignity was the unscrupulous and unlucky dignity.
What are the chaos in the world, "
"Eight Gag," Mitsui Junming was really angry this time, insulting him, but he absolutely did not allow others to insult his family-in his eyes, the family's dignity is far more important than personal dignity.
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In the hospital's senior ward.
"Bang ------ click,"
The vase on the cabinet next to the bed was hit on the ground. A bunch of lilies in the vase also fell as the vase responded, lying on the ground miserable with the fragments.
"Bastard, bastard, I want to kill that bastard," Wang Zhong Wang roared almost madly, and the bruises on his cheeks made his expression even more embarrassing.
"Master, you calmly, don't hurt yourself anymore," A middle -aged man in his forties looked at the bed in a worried man in his face, and smashed something to the ground in his hand.
Carefully persuaded.
"Calm, how can I be calm," Wang Zhong Wang screamed, "That bastard, I must kill him ----- and Dong Wuyan's 婊 ~ Zi,"
"Master, don't talk nonsense," the man was shocked, and looked out along the glass on the door, and found that no one was outside.
Just complains, but you must not say it outside, "
"Can't move, why can't you move?" Wang Zhong Wang roared angrily.
In front of so many people, Yan Murong beaten a pig head in public, which made his face directly fall into the Pacific Ocean. Although it was very serious on the surface, it was actually just a few teeth, the mouth and nasal cavity came out of the cavity. Just a little blood.
Yan Murong's strength grasped very well, but it just made him have some miserable but not serious trauma.
But now Wang Zhongwang regardless of his misery ------ Yan Murong hit him in front of so many people, and he had to revenge.
Hit him and scold him or cut off his hand.
"Master, you calmly," the man persuaded patiently, "The master is coming soon, or you ask the master's opinion,"
It was said that the door of the ward was pushed away from the outside. Then, a middle -aged man in his fifties and some slightly bald bald came in.
Although the man is older and he starts to bald above his head, the successful temperament on his body is to show that the man is the father of Wang Zhongwang, the rubber tycoon Wang Chuanru.
Staring at the face of the sour pork head that had just been removed from the pot for a long time, Wang Chuanru waved the bodyguard out, watching the man standing beside him slightly, "Who who stood beside him? Hit, ""
"Back to Master, he is a young man named Yan Murong. From Yanjing from the Mainland, it has a good relationship with the Li family and the Dong family." The man knows Wang Chuanru's character. He does not like to talk nonsense, so His answer is also very concise, directly illustrates the origin of Yan Murong and his relationship background in Hong Kong.
"Why hit him," Wang Chuanru frowned.
"The young master didn't say," the man bowed his head and said.
"Talk about it, why do he hit you," Wang Ruru walked to the bed, sat on the bed, and asked with his resentful son.
"How do I know why he hit me," Wang Zhongwang stared at his eyes. Although his tone was still very rushing, he still converged a lot in front of his Lao Tzu.
"Forget it," Wang Chuanru shook his head and said, "This time you stay honestly in the hospital for a few days, don't care about other things ---- Whoever hit you, I will replace you, I will replace it for you, I will replace you, I will replace it for you, I will replace it for you, I will replace it. You recovered justice, "
"What, let me stay in the hospital," when I heard Wang Chuanru, Wang Zhongwang was unwilling, and immediately shouted, "Dad, I do it myself, I have to kill that bastard, otherwise I can't swallow this breath, "
"Shut up," Wang Chuanru screamed, and said nothing, so he said to the middle-aged man who was standing behind him, "Scout, optimistic about Master, let him lie here for a week ----- If it was What happened to running again, you know the consequences, "
"Yes, I must take care of the young master," the man bowed quickly, and his voice trembled.
The consequences, the consequences are very simple-if the king of the king runs out again, then he will take the initiative to jump the river.
In the outside world, people only know that Wang Chuanru is a rubber tycoon. He came to Hong Kong from Malaysia a few years ago and began to involve real estate and industries. Most of the underworlds in Hong Kong have been controlled ten years ago.
Otherwise, Li, Du, and Bao, who have been in Hong Kong for many years, can easily allow a family that only come in the coming years with them.
The middle -aged man thought, the master was going to take a shot. It seems that the man named Yan Murong was unlucky.