Zhao Ziyue in the elevator immediately put away the hypocritical cynicism, took out the money from her pocket and handed it to Xia Sprite and said, "Where are you going to take it? I'll accompany you to the medical expenses."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and immediately grabbed her and said happily: "Wow, Brother Yue, really give me all of them?"[]

This little money fan could tell at a glance that the money in his hand was definitely more than 5,000 yuan.

Before Xia Sprite could reply, Chen Luhua couldn't help but glar at her and scolded, "Give it back to him quickly! Why do you, a child, want so much money? Isn't it enough to buy so many things today?"

Xia Sprite muttered dissatisfiedly: "They are all twenty years old, so why are they still children!"

But no matter how much I complained, I still handed the money back to Zhao Ziyue, but the reluctance on my face made me feel so sad.

Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "Take it! Buy whatever you want. I believe you are so sensible and you will definitely not spend money indiscriminately."

Xia Sprite was praised by him and immediately patted her chest and promised: "Brother Ziyue is so good! Don't worry! I save it as tuition fee and I will definitely not spend it indiscriminately."

Chen Luhua had no choice but to look at Zhao Ziyue with a resentment and whispered: "Oh! Look, you're almost spoiling her."

Zhao Ziyue smiled.

Xia Sprite snorted and turned her head aside, like a proud swan.

The five people went to the restaurant on the fifth floor and asked for a small private room. Although Zhao Ziyue had already stated that they would be extravagant for a day today, Xue Lingyun was a gentle and conscientious person. Even after buying so many things and getting another fortune, her conscience finally discovered it. It didn't matter what Cheng Ziyi ate with Zhao Ziyue. Chen Luhua was only intoxicated by the street stall goods and couldn't extricate herself. It didn't matter how much food it was. The five people read it for a long time before ordering four dishes in total, and Leng Feng added two more.

Although there were only six dishes, they still couldn't finish it. Finally, they asked the waiter to come in and pack the bag. The four girls thought this was a very normal behavior, and Zhao Ziyue took it for granted. As a peak professional killer, wasting food at any time was an unforgivable shameful behavior.

The five people walked to the parking lot and just drove the car out of the intersection. A black off-road vehicle parked on the other side slowly followed in the parking lot.

After less than three minutes of leaving, Zhao Ziyue found the tracking car behind. He calmly said to Xia Sprite, who was still excited, and said, "Have you ever tried racing?"

Xia Sprite shook her head blankly, and immediately asked in surprise: "Is Brother Ziyue still able to race?"

Zhao Ziyue smiled faintly and ordered without looking back: "Everyone is ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car accelerated suddenly. In less than ten seconds, it had increased from seventy to one hundred and forty miles, and the pointer was still rotating quickly.

Fortunately, Chen Luhua had already experienced Zhao Ziyue's racing speed a few days ago, and she was not nervous at all. Xue Lingyun was driving a QQ with Zhao Ziyue as a bumper car, and the Ferrari that had smashed the other person was very calm when she saw Zhao Ziyue racing again. In addition to Cheng Ziyi's slightly nervous, the little girl Xia Sprite was so excited that she wanted to shout.

The car behind him definitely did not expect Zhao Ziyue to speed up suddenly. When he realized it, the other party had easily distanced more than 200 meters from them and immediately accelerated.

Soon, an intersection appeared in front of him. When there was more than 100 meters away, the green light had already started to flash and prepare to jump. The light in Zhao Ziyue's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Just as the cars on both sides were about to move and were about to meet, it rushed through the middle with a squeak, and the two traffic flows in the opposite direction in the back instantly merged together.

The off-road vehicle had to brake suddenly, and a violent friction sounded, and the road surface was filled with a stinking smell of rubber burning, which barely stopped in front of the white line.

There were two capable men in black suits sitting in the off-road vehicle. If Zhao Ziyue was here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. These two men were the companions who had just knocked down Xia Sprite.

Looking at the red QQ swaying the tail of the car in a casual manner, turning into another intersection, completely disappearing into the sight of the off-road vehicle. The driver waited for his incredible eyes and slapped the steering wheel hard, exchanged a look with the capable man in the passenger seat in the same black suit as him, slowly took out his phone and dialed a number: "Prince, we have lost the person."

A cold voice came from the phone: "What are you doing? You lost both of you and me."

The driver shrank his neck and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Prince, that man is obviously a counter-tracking expert. We only followed him in less than three minutes, and he was obviously a racing expert."

He pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone and said slowly: "Do you remember the license plate number?"

"Remember!"

"Then let's talk about it first!"

The driver hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, flipped the front of the car, and turned around from the way it was.

The four girls in the red QQ were still patting their undulating breasts. When they rushed past the traffic light just now, they saw that the vehicles on both sides were moving and they were barely rubbing over at a distance of two meters. It was really thrilling for them.

Even Xia Sprite couldn't help but gasp and said, "I'm scared to death. It's so satisfying. Brother Ziyue, you are so awesome. You can even drive racing."

Cheng Ziyi's pretty face flushed, she glanced at Zhao Ziyue and said angrily: "Stirsty bad guy, you drive slowly, we are not in a hurry."

"Haha, I understand, take your time!"

Zhao Ziyue laughed dryly, and the speed of the car began to balance at about 80 miles, and soon arrived home.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Zhao Ziyue received a call from Brother Diao. The voice was very mysterious.

"Brother, Prince Long is going to treat you tonight."

There are countless famous cars in the world, but there are only two ways to get off the car. One is that others open the car door for you, and the other is that you push the car door yourself.

The difference is, who are you.

The car door opened gently, but no one came out of it for a long time.

Outside the car door, the Shangri-La hotel manager slowly cooled down with a flattering smile, withering like flowers in the cold wind. Inside this luxurious car, it was as gloomy as a lonely palace, hidden deep, as if it was an emperor or a beast. This feeling lingers in the heart of the hotel lobby manager. In just one second, it was as long as a cold winter. The people inside had to wait, and they waited respectfully, because this person was the real underground emperor in HR province!

At this moment, hanging high on the cold day, the majestic momentum of Shangri-La Hotel, the waiters neatly arranged outside the hotel door, and the lobby manager who stood by the car door without knowing how to move forward and backward, formed a postmodern style black and white ink painting.

On a certain floor high on the hotel, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, a pair of eyes looked coldly at what was happening below, and silently snapped his fingers. Then a dragon girl brought a glass of red wine beside her.

The glass was filled with agate red. I took a sip and looked down through the red wine. Long Yue seemed to be a girl waiting for a secret lover. The stimulation was under the influence of alcohol, and his heart was beating faster.

Zhao Ziyue, I see how long you can stay in it.

No one saw how Zhao Ziyue got off the bus, and no one saw how Zhao Ziyue walked through the darkest side door of Shangri-La Hotel and wandered calmly into the kitchen area of ​​the hotel. Of course, Zhao Ziyue used the land to get off the bus is the third way.

The noisy and busy kitchen is spacious and tidy, and can accommodate 200 chefs.

Just like an emperor visiting his back garden, Zhao Ziyue walked by quietly. In his eyes, fresh lives, after passing through the procedures of knife, oil pan, etc., they turned into delicious meals on the assembly line. Manni once joked that Zhao Ziyue's eyes were the most different from others. He could always see the ugliest side and then discover beauty in endless ugliness.

The dining cart went around a half arc before carefully passing by.

Zhao Ziyue's lips raised, and a smile appeared slightly. The waiter who was pushing the food truck was in a state of mind, and he hit the fat chef on the side and worked hard to make a knife. The dishes and bowls on the food truck fell all over the floor.

The fat chef who was hit roared: "Boy, are you blind? Do you still stuff your eyes into the hole under the ladies?" He raised his knife and tried to chop it. He turned around in shock. He saw a person's back slowly moving away from the crowd, and the obscure spirit that was still in his eyes.

"Who is that guy?"

"I, how do I know? Sorry, Chu Li, it's not that I was interested in hitting you."

Almost everyone focused their eyes on the man, but the man was just like his black clothes, and his mysterious majesty was his coat. No one knew where he came from, where he went, and what he did.

"Mom, you're going to do whatever you should do. If you're really skinned by the man who eats you and doesn't spit out the bones, you'll be deducted one by one." The fat chef shouted at the top of his throat. Four or five minutes after Zhao Ziyue left, more than a hundred chefs thought of receiving an extremely noble guest tonight, and they wouldn't let them spend too much time here to guess the identity of this person.

After leaving the hotel kitchen, Zhao Ziyue walked around as he pleased. His main purpose was to understand Prince Long's intentions for him. It seemed that the Shangri-La hotel was calm on the surface, not a tiger's den.

Zhao Ziyue narrowed his eyes slightly. The more he handled it so calmly, the more he felt that this Dragon Prince was not simple. Whether this was a Hongmen Banquet or not, it could be considered worthy of this trip. The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. The Qinglong Gang is no longer a powerful enemy.

If the opponent is too vulgar, he will appear to be mediocre, and Zhao Ziyue is not interested in such a game.

How happy is it to kill people and defeat the enemy in a messy and chaotic singular singular way?
Chapter completed!