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C1641

Everyone knew the meaning behind raising the middle finger. If the middle finger was turned upside down, then the meaning would be different and could be understood as the meaning behind the upgrade.

Ye Cheng stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the truck in front of him. If it wasn't because he was confident in his own car, the impact would have destroyed his expensive car, but in reality, the moment the bumper left the car, the car seemingly got hit by a spell, slid out horizontally past the back of the truck.

The driver looked through the mirror at the half of the carriage that was exposed and snorted. He stepped on the throttle a few times, causing a thundering sound, and after a few collisions, the driver finally pulled away from Ye Cheng.

Distance equals space, according to Ye Cheng's previous actions of rushing towards the back of the carriage, he should be taking this opportunity to pass, but what surprised Truck driver was that Ye Cheng's car still maintained its original speed and followed behind him.

Truck driver cursed. When he lowered his speed again, Ye Cheng stepped on the gas pedal and rushed towards the car. This time, the force behind the tail was too much, and the sound of the tail hitting the car could be heard.

Truck driver's body trembled. With his many years of experience driving, he immediately stepped on the throttle, wanting to escape, but not only did the car not speed up, it also had a type of resistance. The rear wheel had a small slip, causing the front wheel to change.

What was going on?

Truck driver started to sweat profusely. He turned his head to look at Ye Cheng and saw him sitting in the carriage.

Fighting with your father, you still have a long way to go!

This was the true monologue deep inside Ye Cheng's heart. When he let go of the throttle, he saw the truck in front of him thud twice, rush forward a few times, then stop.

Truck driver was stunned, he had never seen anything like this before. His car could be considered quite sturdy, it could not compare to containers, but it was not so weak that it would lose to a small car!

The more they thought about it, the more upset they felt. Truck driver started the car, but once he failed, he had no choice but to run.

After the car let out a few consecutive whines, there was no more life left in it. Wasn't it just being chased by the tail? Was there even a need to strike the engine?

It's over!

Truck driver shouted in his heart, he sneaked a peek at the car behind and upon seeing that the owner had not made any movements, he abandoned the car and ran.

"Brother, where are you planning to go?"

The moment the car door opened, a grinning face appeared in front of Truck driver. Ye Cheng smirked at him, then used his right palm to push the man's head back. Let's find the traffic police to come over and chat! "

"Don't, big brother, just settle it privately!" The driver knew that he had kicked an iron plate this time, and he was not going to hesitate. Now that the situation had developed, he immediately thought about it. Brother, name your price. "

Ye Cheng pouted and shook his head. I hit the car, how can I ask my big brother to pay for it! It's fine if you keep it private, but can Big Bro tell me whether it's a number, a transfer, a cheque, or cash? "

The driver's mouth was agape. This time, he was not only met with an iron board but also a thorn in his side. He knew the rules of the martial arts world even better than he did.

Ye Cheng laughed as he saw the driver's face turn green. "I wonder where this idiot came from." Brother, have you decided? I still have time. Hurry up, do you want me to choose one for you? "Cash is good enough. All you need for the sportscar is cash. Is fifty thousand enough?"

"Fifty thousand?" What was this? The driver saw Ye Cheng taking out his wallet to count the money, and started to calculate in his mind. Does this kid not know the jargon? However, the news said that this fellow was a big shot. It shouldn't be possible for him to not understand the jargon!

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, winked at the driver, and counted them out. A hundred thousand, that should be enough! You can directly buy a car. "

After the driver thought about it, he accepted Ye Cheng's hundred thousand yuan and stuffed it into his pocket. He sent a cigarette to Ye Cheng and lectured him: "Brat, next time when you're driving, be more careful, you don't f * cking want to see whose car this is, but since you dared to crash into my car, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you. Next time, open your eyes wide and scram!"

Ye Cheng responded to them a few times, then touched his face and got out of the car.

The driver was delighted. The world was short on people, but not fools.

"Start up the car again. After a few" poof poof "sounds, the car won't even be able to start a fire." Well, with this hundred thousand, plus the ending payment, he could buy a few more cars, and it would be more than enough to be the front of the train.

With that in mind, the driver jumped out of the taxi and took a taxi to the center of the city.

As Ye Cheng sat in the carriage, the corners of his mouth curled up and his black eyes darkened.

After the taxi entered the first entrance, a few motorcycles came out from the road. They attacked the taxi from left to right, and then drove towards the two entrances on the left and right respectively.

The taxi sped up after passing by the traffic lights.

"Sitting in the car, Truck driver urged the driver to increase the throttle. Those two motorcycles just now, they looked quite strange." Driver, turn left at the intersection in front and go around the main road. "

The taxi driver did not want to cause any trouble, so he did as he was told. After taking a detour, a T-junction appeared in front of him. It was a dead end. Customer, there's no way to get out! "

Truck driver was puzzled. He had frequently walked this path before, why would there be a T-junction? He ordered the taxi driver to turn around and head back to the right.

The taxi driver was a little unhappy. He mumbled a few sentences, implying that he had to change shifts, that he couldn't take him, and that he didn't need the car money. He got Truck driver to call a taxi to leave.

Truck driver turned his head around and saw a black locomotive passing by an intersection. Stop the f * cking bullshit, drive! When we get there, I'll give you double the amount of money. "

Threatening himself and adding a knife into the mix, the taxi driver could only admit his misfortune and skillfully drove back. After shutting down the navigation, he relied on his experience to bring Truck driver to his destination.

It was strange that they did not encounter any obstructions along the way, nor did they see any other locomotives. The taxi driver who had received the money said to Truck driver: "Bro, let's go look at the neuroscience department. I can introduce a good doctor for you."

"Fuck you!"

The taxi driver completely treated Truck driver as a lunatic with an injury.

Truck driver stood in front of a carriage. After looking around a few times, he walked in with a limp.

The two men in front of the car looked at him, and one of them got up and stopped him. After the two sides conversed for a bit, the Truck driver stuffed a few notes into the other party's hands, then called out to him and walked into the glass partition.

A locomotive passed by, and soon there were at least eight heavy locomotives in the street. They circled the street twice and stopped in front of the car.

The news of the re-emergence of the Locomotive Party had long ago spread throughout the entire Hong Kong Island.

The entrance was blocked by eight heavy locomotives, and on each of them sat two tall men. They stared at the train in silence, and beyond the sound of the engine coming out of the air, there was only heavy breathing.

The owner of the car shop who was sitting in his office could not sit still any longer. He came out and asked his little brother who was in trouble would take care of it.

The lackeys all said that it had nothing to do with him. They had never seen any Locomotive Party on their street, and the people who came to wash the cars and change the cars were all regular customers. These few people seemed like they came with ill intentions, someone was reminding the boss, could it be that they were looking for that person?

The boss raised his eyebrows. If they were looking for him, they would have a serious problem. His eyes rolled around as he told his men to go deal with them. Then, he ran into the office to make a phone call.

The engine gave a roar, and the engine that was charging at the front came closer, charging into the shop. The radical braking system stopped when the wheels were about to fall into the ditch, and the man got out of the car. His long legs were wrapped in leather pants, and Martin's boots made a metallic clank on the ground.

"Go away!"

Five or six car-shop employees trembled as they stared at the tall man. His black hair was braided and combed behind his head. Under the safety helmet, his face could not be seen. His well-defined chin looked proud and confident.

"Who are you?" the man who seemed to be in charge asked with feigned boldness.

The man glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he stepped forward. One of the men screamed and swung his head at the man as he tried to hit him.

With a cold snort, the man bent his legs and kicked at the man's lower abdomen when the board head smashed down on him. The difference in height and strength caused the car shop assistant to be kicked into the ditch, causing him to twitch and stop moving.

The man looked at the others in disdain and walked towards the glass partition coldly.

"You ?"

"Hmm?" The man stopped walking. He turned his head slightly, and the speaker gulped, unable to continue.

When the man got out of the car, the rest of the people in the backseat also got out. Each of them held a baseball bat as they stood at the entrance of the car, and the bat hit the ground in a rhythmic rhythm, not moving at all. However, this one action caused the entire car shop to be under an invisible pressure.

There was only a middle-aged man sitting inside the glass partition. Two cups were placed on the table, and a burning cigarette was pressed against the surface of the ashtray.

"Where is he?"

He looked at the cigar as he exhaled the smoke towards the man. He glared at him and threatened, "Boss Locomotive Party, I think you should go back to where you came from. This is Sun Yee On's territory, you can't afford to offend him."2

"This ?" The man was silently contemptuous. Sun Yee On? "

"You must be afraid!" "Scram quickly."

The man ignored the owner and looked around. There weren't many places to hide people. There was a metal cabinet with a gap in it. On the other side of the wall, there were many modification equipment. It was obvious where the hole was the size of a palm.

"Where is he?"

He was trying his best to stall for time, the people from Sun Yee On were about to arrive. As long as he delayed for a little longer, he would be able to earn a large sum of money, and from then on, he would be able to follow the Sun Yee On's orders, and no one would dare to touch him again, hehehehe!

"Brat, do you not understand what I'm saying? I'm saying that you should turn around and leave. Don't look for trouble here. Do you understand?"

The man obediently turned around, but he didn't walk out. Instead, he walked towards the metal cabinet.

"With a loud shout, the boss rushed to the front of the cabinet." If you want to die, then don't choose the day.

He grabbed the back of the boss's head and smashed into the cabinet, knocking the person unconscious on the ground. Blood flowed from the head like a river, staining the boss's face. It looked extremely horrifying.

The man picked up the shop owner, opened the metal cabinet, and dragged the person inside out. He then threw the shop owner inside and closed the door.

"Man, spare me! You and I have no grudges, why did you capture me?"

The man grabbed onto Truck driver's hair and shook it a few times. "Is a hundred thousand easy to take?"

"You!"

The man took off his peephole and peeped into the light of the lantern, revealing a dark, handsome face.

Truck driver grabbed Ye Cheng's pants and shouted: "Big bro, my brother, I will return the money to you. I will give you another hundred thousand, release me!"

"More than two hundred thousand?" Ye Cheng chuckled, then pulled Truck driver's hair and walked out. You want to buy my life for two hundred thousand dollars? My life is so worthless! My blood brother! "

"No, no, no. Is two million enough?" "Truck driver raised five fingers after Ye Cheng glared at him. Five million is all I have now. "

"For Truck driver to have a five million property, you have done a lot of bad things!"

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