Chapter 7: : Illegal Circuit

Meng Zizhe is the leader of this time, saying: "Tonight we have a bit of excitement. My cousin took me a few times this time, and once a month, I can make a few times by pressing a few thousand. Rest assured, I have an insider and I can't lose money! "
Several other people had already heard Meng Zizhe's words, and they all cried out very cheerfully.
"Mr. Migrant Worker, why? Do you want to play? If you don't have money, I can lend you to see that you have the courage to chase our Yutong beauty. If you win, you won't be counted. If you lose, don't pay it back!
Meng Zizhe waved his hand with great pride, but there was a strong contempt in his words.
"Zhe brother mighty!" Someone shouted next to him.
"That's right, don't look at what my family's father, Zhe is doing. His father has opened two or three big hotels, and it's nothing to do with it."
Yu Qiaoshan snuggles in Meng Zizhe's arms. She can hook up the tall and handsome Meng Zizhe, but it is something to show off.
When Meng Zizhe saw that Mo Nan did not answer, he smiled and said to everyone:
"It hasn't started yet. Go to the car model store in front and have a drink. There are all car models in it. You can buy it if you have money!"
"Crouch! Brother Zhe, what kind of car model are you talking about?" One of the rich and rich second generations spoke with a smile, very ambiguous.
"There are also car models that break your boy's body. Would you like it? I can get it for you in minutes!"
Meng Zizhe raised his eyebrows, instead making the rich second generation flushed.
A group of people drank something in the store and couldn't rest one by one, just wandering around.
The sound of drag racing drifted in my ears, and the smoke filled, so everyone was excited.
At this time, Mo Nan's cell phone rang. He saw the phone number that he had called a dozen times before and went out to answer it.
"Hello? You finally listened! Is it Mr. Mo Nan?" It was a middle-aged male voice.
"I am, who are you?" Monam said.
"Do you remember the two elderly people rescued in Yulanhua Restaurant before? I am his son. My name is Yan Longsheng. Yes, I would like to thank you in person ..."
"It's just a hand!"
"It's a hand-raising job for Mr., but a great favor for our Yan family! Another thing is that after my mother was rescued by your husband, now I still want to vomit, and I have called many doctors for treatment but it has no effect. , Sir you acupuncture ... "
Mo Nan only responded. He forced the use of Taiyishen needle, and his life was saved. However, because there is no clearing of Qi, there are indeed some sequelae:
"If the old man always wants to vomit, it is really that I ca n’t sleep well! It is my intention! But rest assured that it will take me a few minutes to treat it! So, I am here at Qipingshan Checheng now. Come over and pick me up! "
...
Several people in Meng Zizhe were listening to the violent music in the room, and saw Mo Nan calling outside through the glass window, disdain:
"A poor boy, he looks like a three, five or eighty thousand."
"Why does he keep calling? Pretend to be busy? Wouldn't you be afraid that we would let him pay for drinks?" Yu Qiaoshan smiled and smiled.
"Don't care about him!" Meng Zizhe snorted coldly, and asked directly in front of the wine cabinet, looking very familiar with light cars:
"Yange, what time does the first game start tonight? Who is better?"
Brother Yang sells wine right in front of the wine cabinet. He is still a small boss. He knows people who are well-educated, and he is also familiar with Meng Zizhe. They talked in a few words.
After receiving the phone call, Mo Nan came in and sat down. He watched that there were a lot of young men and women drifting away from the car, and he was not used to it for a while. Lin Yutong and Yan Yuner were holding their hands to watch various gadgets in the distance, and no one was harassing.
After a while, Meng Zizhe came over with a few tickets, and inserted the tickets into the neckline raised by Yu Qiaoshan with great ambiguity:
"It depends on your if you can win tonight! Oh no, it depends on your luck."
"Screw you!"
Yu Qiaoshan slapped Meng Zizhe's shoulders and smiled sweetly, apparently used to such movements.
Meng Zizhe could see the fire in his lower body, especially Yu Qiaoshan was wearing a special fire tonight. She wrapped her hips and exposed her waistline.
"Go! The two of us go out for a stroll."
Someone shouted, "Be careful of the car shock, be on the headlines!"
Yu Qiaoshan blushed and hid in Meng Zizhe's arms, but her walking posture became more and more flamboyant.
As soon as they got out of the back door, they hugged and kissed.
Go all the way to the parking lot at the back.
"Back in our car?" Yu Qiaoshan was kissed with spring.
Meng Zizhe couldn't wait, dragging Qiaoshan into the driveway, and then stopped next to an old Toyota Camry, his eyes revealing a strong light, he looked down.
Yu Qiaoshan muttered his ecstasy mouth and said arrogantly, "No, no here."
Meng Zizhe pressed her down on her knees. She symbolically struggled to be more docile than a sheep.
At this moment, Meng Zizhe leaned back and even rang the alarm of a broken car behind him.
A big-bellied old man happened to come over:
"Fuck! Don't touch Lao Tzu's car."
Meng Zizhe bathed in his heart, but he could not vent, and said, "Dead fat! Get out!"
Yu Qiaoshan also stood up with a look of dissatisfaction with a look of disgust.
Seeing this excitement, the old man also came up, and even went up and teased:
"Little girl, one night with me, I promise to be much cooler than this guy. It works on the bed, and the car shakes. If you like it, I have more strength. Hey, I don't mind three people."
With that said, she patted her hands very skillfully on Qiaoshan's hips and rubbed them hard.
Yu Qiaoshan was just discovered and she was already at a loss. She didn't think that the old man would touch her like this in front of Menzi Zhe. In panic, she even moaned in a groan ~ .
In front of the old man, Meng Zizhe slaps and slaps over, punching and kicking.
"Fuck! What a bad thing for Lao Tzu! You dare to move my woman!"
"I killed you! Fuck !!!"
At first glance, the old man was the kind of over-drinking, and for a time he couldn't even resist, he was beaten up with blood, and yelled and ran away.
"It's so bad!"
Seeing the old man take a few steps, Meng Zizhe didn't feel relieved. He looked at the dilapidated Toyota rearview mirror and kicked the entire rearview mirror directly.
The old man screamed in pain: "Shit! You dare hit me for a stink bitch, do you know who I am? You wait for me!"
Meng Zizhe copied the falling rearview mirror and smashed it:
"Let's not lose you again! Fuck!"
Seeing that the old man was scared away by him, he snorted coldly, but at this time he was no longer in the mood, took Yu Qiaoshan and went back.
Mo Nan was quietly looking at Lin Yutong and Yan Yuner in front of her various hairs, posing for a selfie on her cheek.
He couldn't figure out why the two women had to take dozens or hundreds of photos in one pose, and then suddenly saw Meng Zizhe pulling Yu Qiaoshan in angrily.
boom!
Meng Zizhe threw a rearview mirror on the table and sat down there, grinning:
"Fuck, drive a broken car and force me here!"
"Well, Brother Zhe, what's happening? So fast? Wouldn't it be impossible?" Several rich second-generation Haha laughed.
"No, your uncle! I just had a good time with Qiaoshan in the back. Suddenly a fat man came to make trouble, and I tried to trick Qiaoshan in the presence of Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu gave him a savage blow, now! After the fat car's broken car Sight glass! "Meng Zizhe said very lightly, as if he didn't care.
"Okay! Heroes can save the beauty!" The compliments burst into compliment, making Meng Zizhe feel face.
"Ah, that's no wonder that old ghost, you look so beautiful today is so beautiful. I saw a lot of people stealing sights here!"
Yu Qiaoshan heard everyone's praise and pretty face showing a proud look, and the whole person fell into Meng Zizhe's arms.
Lin Yutong stopped taking selfies and worried: "You are like this, then the car owner won't bother us?"
"Rest assured! The vehicle is more than ten or twenty years old, older than us! Rich people will drive such broken cars? Well, our migrant workers are richer than him!"
Meng Zizhe knew the car, and at a glance it was a broken car. If it was a Ferrari, he wouldn't dare.
"My friend Yang Brother is not only the boss, but he is also a racing driver here. This is his place. It's okay! Did the first game begin? Or we will also drive two free laps around? Rest assured, very safe Many brothers and children will come to play, do you dare? "