Meng Zizhe is the leader of this time, saying: "Tonight we have a little excitement. My cousin took me here several times. Once a month, I can make a profit with a few thousand. Many times. Don't worry, I have the inside story and can't lose money!"

The other people had heard Meng Zizhe say it for a long time, and they all screamed happily.

"Migrant worker, why? Do you want to play? If you don't have any money, I can lend you. Seeing that you have the courage to chase our Yutong beauty, you won’t pay if you win, and you don’t have to pay if you lose. That's it!"

Meng Zizhe waved a big hand, very proud, but his words revealed a strong contempt.

"Brother Zhe is mighty!" someone shouted next to him.

"That is. I don't look at what my father, Zizhe, does. His father has opened two or three big hotels. This little money is nothing."

Yu Qiaoshan nestled in Meng Zizhe's arms shyly. She was able to hook up the tall and handsome Meng Zizhe, but it was something to show off.

Meng Zizhe saw that Mo Nan did not answer, he laughed and said to everyone:

"It hasn’t started yet. Go to the car model shop in front for a drink. There are all car models inside. , You can buy it if you have money!"

"Fuck! Brother Zhe, what kind of car model are you talking about?" There was an eye-rich second-generation who laughed at Hehe, speaking very ambiguously.

"There are also car models that break your boy's body, do you want it? I will help you get it in minutes!"

Meng Zizhe raised his eyebrows, and instead took the rich second generation He blushed for a while.

A group of people drank something in the store, and they couldn't stay idle one by one, so they started walking around.

The sound of drag racing drifting in my ears, the smoke filled everyone, and everyone was excited.

At this time, Mo Nan's cell phone rang, and he saw that it was the phone number he had called a dozen times before, so he went out to answer it.

"Hello? You finally listened! May I ask Mr. Mo Nan?" A middle-aged male voice called.

"I am, who are you?" Mo Nan said.

"Do you remember the two Seniors rescued at the Yulanhua restaurant? I am his son. My name is Yan Longsheng. Yes, yes, I want to thank you in person..."

"No effort at all!"

"No effort at all for Mr. Yan Family, but great kindness and virtue for our Yan Family! One more thing is that my mother was saved by you After surviving, I have always wanted to vomit. I have called a lot of doctors for treatment and no results have been achieved. Sir, your acupuncture and moxibustion... Needle, my life is saved, but because there is no True Qi dredging, there will indeed be a little repercussions:

"Senior has always wanted to vomit, it is indeed not sleeping well! I was careless! But you can rest assured , I only need a few minutes of treatment! So, I’m here in Qiping Mountain Bike City, I’ll be free after ten o’clock, come and pick me up!"

……

Meng Zizhe and a few people in the house, listening to the best music, saw Mo Nan calling outside through the glass window, and said with disdain:

"A poor fellow, dragged by three It’s like five to eighty thousand."

"Why does he keep calling? Pretending to be busy? Isn't it afraid that we will let him pay for the drink?" Yu Qiaoshan smiled softly.

"Leave him alone!" Meng Zizhe was coldly snorted and asked directly in front of the wine cabinet. He seemed very familiar:

"Brother Yang, First Stage tonight What time does it start? Who has the better chance?"

Brother Yang is selling wine in front of the wine cabinet. He is still a little Boss. Here he knows the people of Three Doctrines and Nine Philosophies, and he talks to Mengzi. Zhe is also quite familiar. The two chatted in a few words.

Mo Nan came in and sat after answering the phone. He watched a lot of young men and women drifting outside in a drag racing, and he was not used to it for a while. Lin Yutong and Yan Yun'er are holding their little hands and looking at various baubles in the distance, and no one is harassing them.

In a short while, Meng Zizhe came over with a few tickets and inserted them into Yu Qiaoshan’s raised neckline very ambiguously:

"Can you tonight? Winning depends on your milkiness! Oh, no, it depends on your luck."

"Fuck you!"

Yu Qiaoshan hit Meng Zizhe on the shoulder. Palm, the smile was very sweet, and he was obviously used to this kind of action.

Meng Zizhe's lower body was burning up, especially tonight Yu Qiaoshan was wearing a special hottie, wrapped around his hips, showing a small waist, he pulled Yu Qiaoshan's small hand:

"Go! The two of us go roam around."

Someone booed next to him: "Be careful when the car shakes, be careful of headlines!"

Yu Qiaoshan blushed and hid in Meng Zizhe's arms, but her walking posture became more and more coquettish.

As soon as the two went out the back door, they hugged and kissed each other.

Go all the way to the parking lot behind.

"Go back to our car, right?" Yu Qiaoshan was kissed and spring was overwhelming.

Meng Zizhe couldn’t wait any longer, he dragged Yu Qiaoshan into the driveway, then stopped next to an old Toyota Camry, his eyes revealed a strong lust, he looked down Look.

Yu Qiaoshan pursed her ecstasy mouth, and said, "No, no way here."

Meng Zizhe pressed her down on her knees, symbolically Struggling a bit more docile than sheep.

At this moment, Meng Zizhe leaned back and rang the alarm of the broken car behind him.

An old man with a big belly just came over:

"Fuck! Don't touch Lao Tzu's car."

Meng Zizhe is in his heart, but he is not. Vented, shouted: "Dead fatty! Get out!"

Yu Qiaoshan also stood up with a look of dissatisfaction, with a sultry posture.

When the old man saw such excitement, the fire came up, he even went up to molested him:

"Little beauty, stay with me for one night, I promise to be much cooler than this kid, if You like it, no matter where it is, I can satisfy you."

As he said, he slapped Yu Qiaoshan's hip with a palm very skillfully.

Yu Qiaoshan has just been discovered, and she has stopped not knowing what to do. She didn't expect this old man to touch her like this in front of Meng Zizhe. In panic, she actually "huh~ "He groaned, extremely ecstatic.

Meng Zizhe slapped the old man, punching and kicking.

"Fuck! Good deeds that are bad for Lao Tzu! Do you dare to move Lao Tzu's woman!!"

"I'll kill you! Fuck!"

Old At first glance, the man was overwhelmed with alcohol, and he couldn't even resist for a while. He was beaten and screamed and ran away.

"What a fucking bad luck!"

Meng Zizhe saw the old man run a few steps, but he was still unwilling to stop his breath. Kicked down the entire rearview mirror directly.

The old man yelled in pain: "smelly brat! You dare to beat me for a stinky bitch, do you know who I am? You wait for me!"

Zizhe picked up the fallen rear-view mirror and smashed it over:

"Don't let me go and destroy you! Fuck!"

Seeing that the old man was scared away by him, he Coldly snorted, but he wasn't in the mood anymore, took Yu Qiaoshan and walked back.

Mo Nan is quietly watching Lin Yutong and Yan Yun'er in front of him with all kinds of haircuts, and poses for selfies with his cheeks.

He couldn't understand why two women in one pose had to take dozens of hundreds of photos, when he suddenly saw Meng Zizhe pulling Yu Qiaoshan in angrily and walked in.

Boom!

Meng Zizhe threw a rearview mirror on the table, sat down there, and said with a grin:

"Fuck, drive a broken car and install it here. Force!"

"Yo, Brother Zhe, what's the situation? So fast? Isn't it bad?" Several rich second-generation said with a laugh.

"No way, you uncle! I just followed Qiaoshan well, suddenly a fatty came to make trouble, and I touched Qiaoshan in front of Lao Tzu, I beat him fiercely, na! Fatty's broken car rearview mirror!" Meng Zizhe said very lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

"Yes! Hero saving the beauty!" Everyone complimented Meng Zizhe.

"Hey, it's no wonder that old pervert, you see Qiaoshan is so beautiful today. I saw a lot of people stealing here!"

Yu Qiaoshan heard everyone praise the pretty face with a proud look, and the whole person was about to fall into Meng Zizhe's arms.

Lin Yutong stopped taking a selfie, worriedly said: "If you are like this, then the car owner won't trouble us, right?"

"Don't worry! The car is more than 20 years old. It’s older than us! Rich people can drive such a broken car? Huh, our migrant workers are richer than him!" Meng Zizhe still knows cars, and you can tell at a glance. It's a broken car, and he wouldn't dare to do that if it were Ferrari.

"My friend Yang Ge is not only a Boss, but also a racer here. This is his site, it's okay! Has the First Stage started? Should we drive around the free race two laps later? Don’t worry, it’s safe. Many pampered young master Crown Prince ladies will come to play, dare you?"

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