The young man stared at Chen Chen's back with an ugly look on his face. He wanted to rush up and kick the grandson hard, then step on his chest and say in a pretentious manner, "I'm mad, and I'm very angry myself."
Fear'!
Of course, the young man just thought about it this way and would not actually do it! He felt that he was really no match for Lian Chen. If he rushed forward rashly, he would probably be kicked and then thrown to his grandma's house in disgrace!
Soon, a white BMW x6 sped out from the exit of the underground parking lot and quickly disappeared from the young man's sight.
The young man gritted his teeth, returned to the Honda, started the car and followed, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "I was exposed."
"Exposed? Long Jiu, have you been discovered by him?" A surprised female voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
"Well, I think he noticed me when I appeared around him." Long Jiu nodded, his tone a little depressed.
"He didn't do anything to you, right?"
Long Jiu recounted what had just happened, including his last pretentious words in the early morning: Once I get angry, even I would be scared!
"With two moves, I figured out where you came from? In the early morning, who is he? It really makes me more and more curious and surprised!"
"Do you need me to follow him again?"
"Continue to follow, but don't conflict with him."
"yes."
"He actually came out of Chen Lan's house in the middle of the night. Huh, I already knew he wasn't a good guy. He's a pervert!"
"..." Long Jiu didn't answer.
"Okay, keep following me. If anything happens, report to me at any time!"
"Yes." Long Jiu hung up the phone, looked at the BMW x6 in front of him, and muttered. It had been discovered anyway, so there was no need to hide it.
Thinking of this, Long Jiu shifted gears, accelerated the car, and began to chase the BMW x6 in front. He was not afraid of being discovered in the early hours of the morning, and at worst, he would get beaten again!
In the BMW
"If the prediction is correct, it should be the person sent by Liao Bing'er! Liao Bing'er, you really made me curious. What is your identity? What bad intentions do you have against me?" Thinking of Liao Bing'er in uniform and that person.
He fancied the 34D breasts, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth in the early morning. Life is too boring, so let's play with her!
…
Hot Bar is one of the more famous bars in Yundong District. Every night, there is always a sea of people and it is very lively!
At the door of the bar, Song Jie held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the people coming and going. If he encountered any girl in hot clothes, he would open his eyes and take a few more glances.
Around him, there were several young men of about the same age, all dressed in street clothes, for fear that others would not know that they were out to fool around.
"Jiezi, when did you come this early in the morning? Everyone has been waiting for him for more than twenty minutes. Will he come or not?" A young man with a punk hair said, leaning on a Kia K3.
Song Jie glanced at the punk youth: "He will definitely come, just wait."
"Hey, call him and ask him where he is now? He's not waiting for the bus to come, is he? There's no bus right now, so why don't I drive to pick him up?" The punk boy shook his neck.
"Yes, Jie Zi, there are so many of us, we can't just wait for him, right?" Someone else spoke impatiently.
Song Jie frowned slightly. Originally, he wanted to go out to play at night. It would be more lively with a few more people, so he greeted a few buddies who usually played well. But now that he saw them like this, he not only regretted it.
"Wait a moment, he should be arriving soon." Song Jie said, looking around, but still didn't see the shadow of the early morning.
The punk youth took out his cigarette, threw one in his mouth, and lit it: "He didn't come on foot, did he? You ask quickly, don't delay the brothers from going in to pick up girls!"
Song Jie's frown deepened: "Haihu, he's coming in the early morning. Don't be so arrogant and be polite to him."
"You're polite? Okay, I'm absolutely polite." The punk youth grinned, but he didn't think so in his heart.
"Jie Zi, who is this person this early in the morning? As for letting you do this?" someone asked in confusion.
"He's my brother, the brother we grew up with." Song Jie said seriously.
"Jiezi, why don't you call and ask, don't do what Huzi said, and then walk here by yourself, that would be nonsense."
Song Jie rolled his eyes: "How is that possible? Do you think he is a tease like you?"
"It's funny? It doesn't matter if it's funny or not, my buddy drives a K3. We are hanging out together. How many of us can drive it?" the punk youth said mockingly.
Song Jie remained silent. Although he couldn't understand the tone of Haihu's words, he was indeed telling the truth. They were all gangsters at the bottom of society, and not many could drive a K3! He usually drove a second-hand Jetta.
Yes, that’s pretty good, I think it’s cool!
When the punk youth saw that Song Jie had stopped talking, he became even more enthusiastic and began to brag: "Let me tell you, driving a K3 and driving a Jetta are two different things! Last time, I parked the K3 on the side of the road and a small
Taimei was ogling me straight away, and I said, "Brother, give it to you, what do you think she said?"
"How to say?"
"She said, brother, you take me for a ride, and I will sleep with you tonight!" The punk youth smiled proudly: "k3, that is the magic tool for picking up girls!"
Song Jie really couldn't stand listening anymore and couldn't help but retort: "A broken K3 has to be like this. If you drive a BMW or Audi, how can it be so good? Those who are really awesome drive sports cars."
Girl! As for the little girl you mentioned who always flirts with K3 when she sees him, is he from the urban-rural fringe area?"
"What the hell, Jiezi, what are you talking about? What's wrong with the people in the urban-rural fringe area? They look down on my K3?" The punk youth stared: "It's only a hundred thousand at any rate!"
"A hundred thousand?" Song Jie sneered: "You can make more than a million in a few minutes in the early morning, and no one is as flamboyant as you."
Song Jie was telling the truth. He bilked 1.6 million yuan in a few minutes at Bison's early this morning, but it was a bit harsh in the ears of a punk youth.
"Jiezi, what are you bragging about? How can you make more than a million in just a few minutes? Damn, do you think I will believe it? If you are so awesome this early in the morning, will he still know who you are?" the punk youth mocked.
, didn’t believe Song Jie’s words at all.
"Forget it if you don't believe me." Song Jie originally wanted to say something about the bison, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
"Jiezi, don't say Huzi doesn't believe it, even I don't believe it." Someone next to him said with a smile.
"A few minutes to a million? Okay, then let's wait and see what this awesome character looks like and whether he walked here!" After finishing speaking, the punk youth spat.
Song Jie sneered in his heart, a group of toads at the bottom of a well, how can you understand the coquettishness of the early morning? But, Ah Chen, Ah Chen, you'd better not come here on foot, otherwise, you might not know what they should say!
Another five minutes passed, and just when the punk youth was about to make a few more sarcastic remarks, a car roared, and then he saw a BMW x6 slowing down and driving towards this direction.
"Hey, Jiezi, this BMW x6 can't be the one that drove here in the early morning, right?" The punk youth glanced at it and said deliberately.
Song Jie also took a few glances at the BMW x6. Although he felt that it couldn't be early morning, he couldn't help but reply: "Maybe it is!"
"Damn it, if it's really the one who drove here early in the morning, I'll give you my fucking K3!" The punk youth said angrily when he saw that Song Jie actually dared to talk to him.
"Hmph." Song Jie snorted and said nothing, because he also felt in his heart that it was impossible to drive a BMW x6 here in the early morning.
"What? You have no confidence? If it is early in the morning, not only will I give you the k3, but I will also lie down on the ground and bark three times like a dog!" The punk youth was unreasonable.
Just as Song Jie was about to say something, he saw a BMW x6 slowly parked in front of him. The window was lowered and an apologetic voice sounded: "Jiezi, I'm sorry, I'm late."
"..." Hearing this voice, Song Jie's eyes suddenly widened and he stared hard into the BMW x6. Oh my god, is it really early in the morning?!
"Jiezi, what are you doing?" Song Jie stared at him in the early morning. Is he angry that he came late?
"Hahaha, Ah Chen, you are so damn cool to me, good brother!" Under Chen Chen's strange gaze, Song Jie laughed wildly, and while laughing, he slapped the door of the BMW x6.
Several young people around were stunned when they saw Song Jie like this. They couldn't really have driven a BMW x6 that early in the morning, right?!
The smile on the punk youth's face also froze. Does Song Jie really know such an awesome person?
"Jie Zi, what happened?" Seeing Song Jie smiling awkwardly in the early hours of the morning, he opened the car door and jumped out.
"It's okay, haha, you are indeed my good brother!" Song Jie could only feel a breath of anger. Haihu usually used to drive a broken K3 and get angry in front of him, but what now? It's a slap in the face!
Chen Ling glanced at several other young people: "Who are they?"
"Come on, Ah Chen, let me introduce you." Song Jie felt very good now, dozens of times more comfortable than pressing down on a woman in bed: "The one driving the K3 is Haihu."
When Song Jie introduced the punk youth, he deliberately added 'k3', and then introduced the others again.
Chen Chen showed no airs at all and smiled at them: "Hello, hehe."
The punk youth's face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hello."
In the early hours of the morning, I was wondering, I didn't offend this guy, did I? Why did he act like he raped his sister, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face?
"Hey, Haihu, have you forgotten what you just said? Now this K3 belongs to me?" Song Jie originally didn't want any K3, but now seeing the punk youth like this, he couldn't help but say.
"I..." The punk youth's face changed. What he could usually brag about was this K3, and he would not be willing to give it to Song Jie.
"What's going on?" Qingchen felt something was wrong and asked.
