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Chapter 921: Retribution for Cursing

"That's good, let them train well. [@] There has been some unrest in Yucheng recently. Later, you can take a few guns from Huangquan to the shipyard and find two trustworthy people to take care of them. If something happens, you can take precautions."

Although it was not clear what aspect Ye Huang was referring to when he said something a little unfair, the monk still agreed.

"Sir, when can we go to the Kingdom of the Sun? I can't wait." After rubbing it, the monk asked with gleaming eyes.

"Bringing the gang members there will probably happen next year at the earliest, but I will bring you with me within the next two months. There is a task above, and I may need to go there in person. I will take you with me to see the situation then.

past."

"That's great. Young Master, you don't even know that I'm getting angry after watching the news all day long. These brats want to rob our Diaoyu Islands again. I can't wait to push them into a turtle shell." Thinking of the Diaoyu Islands these days.

The incident caused an uproar, and as a former Chinese soldier, the monk naturally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let them dance, and there will be a result one day." Ye Huang took a sip of coffee and said, I may not be here today, so we need to pay attention to the situation in Chongqing, so that no one can take advantage of the loophole again.

"Don't worry, young master, if something happens this time, you can just use my head as a ball to kick."

"Your head is square and you can't roll when you kick it."

While he was smiling, Ye Huang's phone suddenly rang. He took out his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Is it brother Ye? I'm Liang Wenda." A slightly honest voice came from the other side.

"Brother Liang, why do you have time to make a phone call so late?" Ye Huang was surprised to hear that it was Liang Wenda on the other side.

"Haha, brother Ye, I don't dare to forget our agreement. If you let your sister-in-law regain her light, I'll help you with things. Now I'm here. I just got off the train, where can I find you?" Liang Wenda said on the other side of the microphone.

He smiled and agreed.

"Are you coming to Yucheng?"

"Yes, I'm taking the train in the afternoon. Do you think I should go to you directly or come tomorrow?"

Although Liang Wenda had a prosperous life in Guiyang, this was his first time leaving Guiyang, so he was somewhat cautious.

"Brother Liang, wait at the train station. I will pick you up right away."

"good!"

With that said, the two hung up the phone.

"Sir, are you going to pick someone up?"

The monk heard what Ye Huang just said and asked.

"Yes, I have found a helper for you, a Wing Chun master. You will know after we compete with each other in the future."

"You guys drink here first, I'll be back when I go."

Saying that, Ye Huang patted the shoulders of the three of them. He stood up and rushed out of the cafe, jumped directly into the Bugatti Veyron, started the car, made a very fancy tail flick, and then shot out.

In Starbucks, the ladies who originally despised Ye Huang and others opened their mouths in shock when they saw that Ye Huang was actually the one driving a Bugatti Veyron.

One by one paid the money and left in despair. How could a man who could afford to drive a Bugatti Veyron be a person without taste?

Some people left, and some people stayed. Their eyes glanced at the people at the table where Ye Huang was sitting just now, wondering whether they should wait for that person to come back and go up to chat with him.

Even if you can't tie up your golden husband, you can always exchange for a Hermès silk scarf or an LV handbag after a night of sex, right?

When I think of this, someone walked into the bathroom of Starbucks to touch up their makeup, and then came out to fish for Kaizi.

Ye Huang, who had already left Starbucks, naturally did not know this moment. At this moment, he was rushing towards the train station in Yubei District.

Jiangbei District is adjacent to Yubei, and the train station is only a few minutes' drive from Guanyin Bridge.

Arriving at the train station, before Ye Huang got off the bus, he saw Liang Wenda standing in front of the long-distance bus station guidance sign from a distance. The latter was carrying a somewhat tacky bag and was dressed in a way that was out of place in the metropolis.

Her clothes were standing there in a somewhat restrained manner.

"Brother Liang, here, get in the car." Ye Huang said hello as soon as the car stopped in the driveway next to the other party.

Although the train station was very noisy, Liang Wenda's hearing was very good because he had practiced ancient martial arts, and he was able to distinguish the location of Emperor Ye from the numerous noises.

"Brother Ye, your car is quite impressive." Liang Wenda was somewhat stunned when he saw Emperor Ye driving such a sci-fi car and walked over.

"Haha, what's wrong with us brothers saying these polite words? Let's get in the car."

"good!"

The latter didn't show any pretense, he just got into the car and the car sped away.

A taxi behind him couldn't help but muttered something when he saw that Ye Huang was actually driving a Bugatti Veyron to pick someone up.

"***, today's rich people are f***ing afraid of death. Instead of taking planes, they take trains. Then why the hell should the poor people take them? Damn it!"

As soon as he finished cursing, before he could start the car, a ticket fell directly on the car window.

"Illegal parking will result in a two hundred fine!"

"What? Comrade traffic police, I...I just stopped for a while?" The taxi driver was stupid. How could he be punished just after he slandered?

"No matter how long you park, you are not allowed to park on the main road, and you should be fined."

"Then why didn't you punish the car just now, but you punished me?" The driver felt aggrieved. Before he came out, he told his wife that he would earn 200 yuan at night and go home. Who would have thought that he had already paid 200 yuan back before the business started.

If the housekeeper at home found out about this, why not hang her body on the balcony to show off her body?

"He can't run away. We will retrieve the video records when we get back. Remember to go to the bank to pay." With that said, the traffic policeman walked aside, started his car and left.

"Mom, you think I'm easy to bully, don't you? You parked illegally just now. Why don't you, an unsophisticated traffic policeman like you, go out and get hit to death?" The driver raised his middle finger and cursed angrily, and was about to start the car and leave.

Then I heard a shrill sound of brakes.

Then there was a loud bang, and a black figure passed in front of his car, and the front half of his taxi seemed to be torn apart without a trace.

But I was sitting on the car seat stupidly holding a steering wheel. The new pants my wife bought today have become strips of cloth.

At this moment, the taxi driver wanted to die. Didn't he just scold two people? Is it so tragic?

Scolding the rich second generation got him a ticket, scolding the traffic police almost cost him his life, what the fuck is this?

The taxi driver sat in the driving seat and looked at the cars going by without tears.

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