"Lao Mao, do you think the highway is a little strange today? It feels particularly quiet?"
Secretary Huang frowned slightly on the Western Ring Road in Hong Kong City. In his opinion, a city should be full of vitality. Even at night, there would definitely be no shortage of vehicles on the road. But the situation tonight was really strange. He felt like...
Driving outside the suburbs, I only see one or two cars passing by from time to time. You must know that you are walking on the West Ring Road of Hong Kong City, which is supposed to be bustling.
"It's a bit strange. I remember there was a traffic jam when I took this road two days ago. Why is there no one today?" The person whom Secretary Huang called Lao Mao was the driver. He was wondering about Hong Kong City a few days ago.
Why is the traffic so crowded? Today it is smooth.
Secretary Huang looked outside, where only one out of three street lights were on, and snorted coldly: "Humph, could it be that kid's fault? I'd like to see what he can come up with that will surprise me.
He, on the other hand, is not sure whether he is satisfied with the gift I left for him or not."
The more than 20 people left behind were the 'gifts' Secretary Huang left for Qian Mo. In Secretary Huang's eyes, even though Qian Mo was a top mercenary in the Middle East, he still couldn't accept them in the face of more than 20 well-trained bodyguards.
Okay, you won’t die if you die, but you will suffer a lot from your skin and flesh.
"Secretary Huang, don't worry about what they are doing, but why don't we kill him directly?" Lao Mao had doubts in his heart. Originally, this group of scumbag mercenaries was responsible for this matter, but Secretary Huang had to deal with it several times, so he made a mistake.
After several opportunities, but now letting my own people sneak into Hong Kong City, it feels a bit like leaving the near and seeking the far away: "We have nearly a hundred brothers in Hong Kong City, and there are many good players..."
Before Lao Mao finished speaking, he saw Secretary Huang waving his hands and said: "You don't understand. The current situation in Kyoto is too complicated. The Gong family has made it clear that they want to marry the Qian family, and you are still trying to figure out what's wrong with it. What if we
Acting rashly will only cause chaos for the master. The current situation in Kyoto...is getting more and more chaotic."
Since Chiba's death and Qianmo's return to the country, the relationship in Kyoto has suddenly become a lot more ambiguous. The outsiders in Kyoto who originally strived for power have put away their hands and feet to run their own industries, while the local forces in Kyoto are closing their tentacles and xenophobic.
The heart is actually not that serious. Several wealthy families in Kyoto even stopped and stayed behind. This kind of ambiguity is hard to figure out.
The lights in Hong Kong City tonight are slightly dimmer than usual. The lights are not turned on fully, making the West Ring Road in the city center a dark yellow scene. However, this is normal. On ordinary days in the past, we will try our best to save energy and reduce emissions, and reduce
Light pollution is just something puzzling about the road closures in Central today. The official announcement is that the roads will be repaired, but citizens have not heard any news about this. Although they are confused, they will naturally not be able to get on if the roads are closed.
"Hmph!" Secretary Huang, who was looking out of the car window, suddenly snorted coldly and shouted: "Old spear, turn around and go back immediately!"
On this West Ring Road, only one of the three streetlights was on. After walking for a while, only one of the seven lights was on. The line of sight was getting darker and darker, and the front was like a bloody mouth waiting for itself.
Cast into a trap...
Lao Mao was startled. Secretary Huang's cold shout was really rare, but he was driving on a one-way road and turning around... was unrealistic. Moreover, there were two cars following closely behind him. If he turned around on the spot, it would be inevitable.
Collide
These thoughts were completed in an instant. Lao Mao wanted to explain it to Secretary Huang, but seeing the latter's solemn expression, he had to give up the idea. Even though he didn't know what Secretary Huang had discovered, he turned to the intercom without pausing and said:
"Turn around and go back!"
The two cars behind the four-ringed Audi did not hesitate to receive the order. Even though they were on the highway, the order was above all else and they made an emergency brake. Perfect driving skills turned the car 180 degrees in the narrow one-way passage.
, if there is a car coming from behind at this time, it will definitely collide!
"Now call Huizi and the others and ask if Qianmo is still at the food stall. Let's go back!" Secretary Huang's eyelids were still twitching after waiting for the car to turn around. A bad premonition filled his body. He felt that behind him,
It is always possible to swallow your own
After receiving the order, Lao Mao quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, but the microphone prompted him that he was outside the service area. When he looked at his mobile phone carefully, there was no signal at all?
"Secretary Huang, my mobile phone...has no signal." Lao Mao shook his mobile phone, but the display on the signal bar was still empty.
After hearing this, Secretary Huang frowned even more. Is there such a thing as no signal in the city center? He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was no signal at all. The other party had blocked all the signals on this road? It's so big.
Handicraft!
Thinking of the abnormality on the road today, and recalling Qian Mo's 'threatening' words when leaving the food stall, Secretary Huang's palms tightened for no reason. This was not a threat!
"Old Mao, drive faster and get off this road. I have an ominous premonition!" Just now, I could see a few passing cars and trucks from time to time, but now, there are only three of my own on the huge elevated highway.
The car is moving, this kind of inner pressure is really uncomfortable
In fact, there is no need for him to say it. Lao Mao also wants to increase the speed as much as possible, but running in the opposite direction and encountering a car is a traffic accident. What's more, now he has to drive at the same speed as the two cars in front.
When Lao Mao wanted to tell the brother in front of him to speed up through the intercom, he felt a flash of light in the rearview mirror, which was very dazzling. When he took a closer look, he saw that there was also a car driving in the opposite direction behind him. It could be seen vaguely in the dim light.
After distinguishing its outline, it turned out to be a big truck!
"Secretary Huang...behind..." Cold sweat suddenly ran down Lao Mao's face. If he caught up with him, wouldn't he be crushed into a cake?
The bright white light shone brightly inside the four-ring Audi car. The light reflected by the rearview mirror clearly reflected the twitching on Secretary Huang's face. That Qianmo road was difficult to travel at night. It turned out to be this, okay.
A head-on collision, and the power in Hong Kong City reaches the sky!
Is this Qian Mo showing off to himself that his power in Hong Kong City cannot be shaken by him? Secretary Huang's eyes are fixed on the light that is getting closer and closer to him in the rearview mirror.
Close, closer damn! How can a car be slower than a truck? Secretary Huang really wanted to scold the people in the two cars blocking his way. Unexpectedly, the two cars in front were also in trouble.
There are many criss-crossed corners less than 90 degrees. If you are driving slowly with a large group of people at ordinary times, you will not feel it. However, at night, there is only one car racing wildly on this road. The curves are more exciting than those in Qiu Mingshan.
Road racing is undoubtedly asking for death.
"Hey, big guy, do you think Qian Mo has any bad habits? He likes to crush others with his big ones." The big truck driving on the middle ring road was none other than Yin Xiong and the big guy Zhao Xiuli.
Although Yin Xiong, who was sitting in the driver's seat, said so, his eyes were shining as he looked at the car with the four-ring logo that was getting closer and closer to him. He liked stepping on people.
Zhao Xiuli gave his trademark grin, but did not reply. Qian Mo had been planning for a long time to teach the people of Kyoto a lesson this time. Guo Huaxing took care of the government, and Guo Ling and Young Master Guo also took care of the TV and radio.
I knew that I couldn't be careless at all in this process, and I expected the route that this group of people in Kyoto would take. It was hard on my brain and energy, but the effect I got was almost as expected, and it was still worth it.
"boom!"
While they were talking and laughing, there was a sudden explosion in front of them, and the fire was soaring into the sky. There was a traffic accident! The two people in the big truck were not surprised at all, but just smiled naturally, and they arranged a little on this road.
A little gadget, the road is difficult to drive at night, and there is always a price to pay for driving fast!
"Whoa!"
Although Lao Mao did not take the F1 super driver's license exam, his more than ten years of driving experience allowed him to know how to deal with emergencies. As soon as the explosion sounded, he had already stepped on the brakes to the end, and it was precisely because of him
This quick reaction was not like the rear-end collision of the car in front. The rear-end collision occurred at a speed of 70 miles. The front cover of the car was completely submerged in the fire. The people in the car were almost dead!
Secretary Huang was originally paying attention to the vehicle following behind him, but was caught off guard by Lao Mao's sudden braking. He fell headlong against the glass window, with blood streaks oozing out from his forehead.
He wiped off the blood on his forehead without caring at all. He was not thankful that Lao Mao's quick reaction allowed him to escape, because the truck behind him turned his escape into a temporary escape. On the viaduct, no one could escape.
There is nowhere to hide! As long as they are rolled down, Secretary Huang believes that his flesh and blood body is not capable of bearing the weight of dozens of tons.
Death is not scary. Secretary Huang has experienced ups and downs when he was young. He has passed by death many times. This time when he looked at the approaching truck from the rearview mirror, he still had no fear.
It's just dissatisfaction and anger. I am dissatisfied with how I can die in such unexplained frustration. What I am angry about is that this is all caused by people with thousands of surnames!
I laughed at myself. I originally thought that a little kid could accomplish a lot in a city in just one year, but I didn’t expect that within one year, he would actually integrate the resources available in the port city into his own strength. Before he died,
Are you looking down on the world of mortals? Secretary Huang has to admire Qian Mo’s skills.
"Tsk, tsk, I really want to increase the accelerator and crush him to death." On the big truck, Yin Xiong smiled cruelly. The four-ring Audi was now in front of him. As long as he kept pressing the accelerator, he could crush him.
But when he was almost there, Yin Xiong raised his feet slightly and released the accelerator.
Zhao Xiuli nodded noncommittally: "I don't think this person is happy. He brought out these messy things. Hey, it turns out that people in Kyoto are all rats. But I don't want to be beaten up by Qian Mo. I still say what he said."
"Listen to it"
He gave him a look of disdain, as if you were so big that you were afraid of a skinny guy. However, Yin Xiong could only look at him with disdain. He was still afraid of Qian Mo's methods.
The truck hit the car. It was a rear-end collision. It was just a slight intimate contact. It was like a kiss from a lover. It only cracked the trunk of the car by a few centimeters. It was harmless.
After shaking slightly for a while, Secretary Huang was not as surprised as the old spear next to him after escaping from death. He just stared at the white lights in the rearview mirror. Just now, he could see that this big truck was no longer there.
Speed up, but let it move forward with inertia. Is this letting yourself go?
When everything was in his own hands, he mercifully let go of the mouse to show his compassion and tolerance? Secretary Huang sneered in his heart. It turned out that after he came to Hong Kong City, he was nothing more than a clown in the eyes of the other party.
A city, a kind of people, in a strange place, a strong dragon cannot overpower a local snake.