The first day of study was over. Ximen Lang walked ahead of everyone, walked out of the teaching building, and went straight to the parking lot, waiting next to the silver-white BMW Z4 sports car.
His battered old bicycle was still leaning at his feet, and he wanted to see who was the bastard who crushed his fifty-dollar car to the point where it had no model.
Many students walked out of the teaching building in an endless stream, and most of them went to the bicycle shed. After all, bicycles are still the main means of transportation for students. Even if most students in Nanfeng Middle School have relatively wealthy families, how many of them can drive them?
Private car to school.
A fashionable girl wearing a denim skirt swayed over and saw Ximen Lang standing next to her sports car, her slender purple eyebrows frowning lightly on her heavily made-up face, and asked unhappily: "What are you doing here?
?”
Ximenlang looked at the girl opposite who was called Princess Yuan and said coldly: "Why can't I be here? This is not your parking lot?"
Xia Zhiyuan was so angry that she wanted to bite this bastard hard, and said angrily: "Get out of the way, I have to reverse the car, otherwise I won't care if I hit you?"
Ximenlang pointed at the silver-white BMW, his face covered with black lines, "Is this car yours?"
"Nonsense, it's mine or yours? Let's not say whether you can afford this car. Let's take a step back and ask, can you drive?" Xia Zhiyuan said angrily.
Ximenlang nodded, "As long as it's yours, let's start settling the accounts now, shall we?"
Xia Zhiyuan stared at her big eyes smeared with dark blue eyeshadow and asked in confusion: "What kind of account should I settle? What kind of account do I have to settle with you?"
"It's not you who wants to settle accounts with me, it's me who wants to settle accounts with you." Ximen Lang corrected.
Xia Zhiyuan's eyes widened even more, and she said angrily: "What do you want to settle with me?"
Ximen Lang pointed to the bicycle at his feet and said, "You are so forgetful. You crushed my bicycle this morning and it's like this. Shouldn't this debt be settled?"
Only then did Xia Zhiyuan realize that the pile of rubbish under the other party's feet was a deformed bicycle. She suddenly remembered that she had indeed crushed a bicycle that morning. However, she did not feel guilty at all, and instead pointed at the broken bicycle.
Laughing, "Holy shit, it's so fun, this car really looks like a Transformers..."
Ximen Lang said angrily: "You still have the nerve to smile, is it all your doing?"
Not to be outdone, Xia Zhiyuan shouted: "So what, your shabby car should have been scrapped long ago. I crushed it and you still have to accept my favor."
"Shit, don't try to shirk responsibility."
Xia Zhiyuan raised her head and raised her voice an octave, "What is my responsibility?"
"You damaged my car, do you have to pay compensation?" Ximenlang's voice also became much louder. He straightened his body and looked down at me.
Damn, the pink girl is vulgar, but her growth is really good. She’s so big and so white. I don’t know if she got it enlarged by a man, but I guess it is. Looking at her dress, she looks very slutty, Ximen
Lang thought wretchedly in his heart.
The bustling students found that the famous Princess Yuan in the school was quarreling with a guy who looked like a country leopard. They were all astonished as if they found that Mars was sunk by the earth, and came over to watch.
Xia Zhiyuan looked over with cold eyes and cursed: "Whatever you are looking at, get out of my way..."
With the bang, the students all dispersed in fear, as if they saw a tiger coming out of its cage to eat people, and they were afraid that they would be punished if they ran too slow.
In fact, this Princess Yuan also has a third shady nickname, "Savage Princess."
Seeing herself scolding, everyone ran away like a mouse after a cat. Xia Zhiyuan raised the corners of her mouth with a satisfied smile. However, when she turned around, her colorful face was immediately covered with frost, and she said angrily: "
Brat, what can you do if I won’t accompany your broken car? I’m telling you, in class today
I don't like to argue with you, otherwise I won't be able to reap the benefits for you. I would like to advise you not to push yourself too far." After saying this, she seemed to feel that it was beneath her to argue with this country bumpkin again, and she was disdainful.
With a cold snort, he opened the door of the sports car, got in, inserted the key into the starter, and started the sports car.
The BMW sports car made a roaring sound. As long as Xia Zhiyuan stepped on it, it would fly forward like an arrow. Just when she was about to do so, the car door next to her was suddenly pulled open by someone, and a big hand grabbed her.
She lifted him out of the sports car with her arms.
"Oh, what are you going to do, you bastard?"
Xia Zhiyuan was thrown aside by the sudden force, and saw that annoying guy quickly getting into his sports car, sitting in the driver's seat, and saying, "This car is with me..."
The silver-white BMW suddenly sprang out at an astonishing speed, like a silver arrow in flight.
"You bastard...stop it..."
Xia Zhiyuan chased after two steps, knowing that waiting was in vain, so she had to stop stamping her feet and yelling, and watched helplessly as the other party drove away her beloved sports car. Helpless, she had no choice but to take out her phone and quickly dialed a number, "Zhao Heihu, I
My car was robbed. You must recover it for me quickly. You must not let that bastard go..."
Ximen Lang skillfully controlled the silver-white sports car, as if he was tenderly with a lover he hadn't seen for a long time, and quickly drove out of the school gate and sped eastward along the highway.
It’s been a long time since I’ve touched a sports car, so I’m going to have a great time today. Driving a famous brand sports car, as if I’m racing hard on a beautiful woman, is undoubtedly a very enjoyable feeling.
Just as the BMW drove out of the school, two black Buick cars followed quietly behind them. Seated in the cars were all capable men in black suits.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the first car was a man with a terrifying scar on his face. He stared at the figure in the sports car in front, frowned and said, "What's going on? The person driving the car is not the eldest lady..."
At this moment, the phone in his arms rang, and he quickly put it to his ear to answer, "Miss, this is Zhao Heihu..."
"What……"
Zhao Heihu's expression changed, he put down the phone and ordered: "Hurry up and catch up with the BMW in front of me."
The driver hurriedly asked: "Brother Hu, what's wrong?"
Zhao Heihu said with an angry face: "That bastard robbed the young lady's car. If I catch him, I have to skin him. Speed up and I will catch him."
"Don't worry, Brother Tiger, he can't run away."
The Buick suddenly accelerated and sped forward.
Ximen Lang glanced at the rearview mirror unintentionally and saw the Buick car driving abnormally and chasing after him. He vaguely guessed what was going on and said to himself: "No wonder that bastard drove a sports car to school.
It turns out he is really a person with a background, okay, I haven’t raced a car for a long time, so I just want to play with you for a while.”
The silver-white BMW gradually increased its speed, roaring past the fast-moving vehicles, rushing forward as if it was desperate, just playing with the heartbeat.
Ahead, a purple-red Porsche sports car was driving quickly. The driver was a stunning young woman in her twenties, with long shawl hair blowing in the wind, and a unique and breathtaking aura.
She was wearing a camouflage vest and shorts, and her long thighs were so white that they were simply dazzling. Wearing low-waisted black leather boots, Yuzu lightly stepped on the accelerator, allowing the car to easily overtake a car, and she felt happily.
The joy of Mercedes-Benz.
With a whoosh, a silver-white shadow passed by her, like a fleeting meteor in the night sky!
The cold and charming woman frowned. Someone actually overtook her car, which had never happened before. She stepped on the accelerator, and the red Porsche rushed forward like a burning flame.