Hongmen!

Hongmen is an underground secret organization in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, which originated from the "Hanliu", and was developed by Mr. Chen Jinnan through the general system of Dongning in the Southern Ming Dynasty, and then transformed into Hongmen.

Many historical trends of the Celestial Empire are driven by people from Hongmen behind the scenes!

According to statistics, as of 05 years, Hongmen has more than 900,000 people around the world, with branches in more than 20 countries such as the United States, France, South Africa, Australia, and Vietnam - if the Rothschild family is the world's largest family, then Hongmen is a well-deserved second!

Absolute behemoth!

Unexpectedly, the ghosts turned out to be from Hongmen.

The murderous intent in Qiu Feng's eyes turned into condensation: "The last question, who entrusted you?"

"Hey, hey. The ghost sneered and stopped talking.

"Bang!" Qiu Feng pulled the trigger, mercilessly.

The ghost's head blossomed, and the red and white streams fell to the ground.

"You say!" he looked at the dying Three.

No. 3 rolled his eyes to look at the ghost of the tragic death, gathered his last breath, and said with difficulty: "He is ...... Prospective heir of the Hongmen...... You can't escape......"

Three died.

Qiu Feng narrowed his eyes, threw all the bodies and guns of the three into the still burning fire, destroyed the corpses, and then returned to the BMW.

"It's safe!" Qiu Feng exhaled.

Jumping out of Qiu Feng, no bullet had ever shot the BMW, and Di Liba knew that the two sides had started a fierce fight, so he didn't dare to move, so as not to distract Qiu Feng's attention.

After hearing a few gunshots, everything fell silent, and Diliba's little heart rose to her throat, for fear that Qiu Feng would die.

At this time, hearing Qiu Feng's familiar voice, a heart suddenly returned to his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

poked his head out and confirmed his eyes, it was Qiu Feng.

"It's over?" asked Diliba.

"It's over. Let's go, this place is not suitable for long. ”

Qiu Feng took out his shirt and suit from the BMW, and pulled Diliba from the other side to the Bugatti who stopped in front, so that Diliba would not see the corpse on the ground.

"Don't drive my car?" said Diliba in surprise.

"The glass is all shattered, the body is full of bullet marks, if you don't want to drive into the city and cause panic, drive back. Qiu Feng glanced at her, "Are your injuries okay?"

"There is no more bloodshed. Di Liba's little hand was held by Qiu Feng, feeling the temperature of the thug, Di Liba felt his face burn up, and his heart beat hard.

Qiu Feng took the lead in getting in the car and checked, the key was still there, everything was normal after starting, and beckoned Di Liba to get into the car: "If the wound starts to scab, don't get on the clothes, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with." ”

Diliba bit her lip.

The wound is on the shoulder, the skirt is not a suspender, and the shoulder cannot be exposed alone unless the whole skirt is taken off......

She chose to hold it in her hand so that the clothes did not get near the wound.

Qiu Feng didn't care, he leaned sideways slightly, and quickly drove away.

Because the road was blocked, he continued to drive forward and left at the end of the road.

At the foot of the mountain, it had been three minutes since the screen turned into a snowflake, and the crowd stared at the other screens uneasily, curious about what had happened in the past few minutes, but apparently no one could answer.

"Look!" someone shouted, "the ghost has appeared!"

Everyone perked up and looked towards the screen, and sure enough, the familiar car came into range of the camera, a perfect drift, and drove through the last hairpin corner!

After waiting for another half a minute, there were no other vehicles that followed, and the crowd suddenly resounded with a burst of relief, obviously too many people pressed the ghost to win the championship.

No matter what just happened, the ghost won the final victory, and that's enough!

"Four wins in a row!" someone shouted.

"Car God!" someone on the other side offered honors.

"Ghosts, car gods!" the people began to chant in unison.

"Ghosts, car gods!"

"Ghosts, car gods!"

Wave after wave, the sound resounded through the sky.

With all eyes on him, Bugatti passed the finish line and drove down Avenida Nova Nova de la Bugatti.

"Let's welcome the car god!" I don't know who proposed, and I responded to it.

Death Mountain, it has been a long time since anyone has won four consecutive crowns in the big competition, and the feat of the ghost can be said to have established the status of the uncrowned king!

Bugatine, Qiu Feng took a cigarette in his mouth again, the flickering cigarette butts shone on his handsome and resolute face, and he played the steering wheel easily and comfortably, quickly approaching the starting point.

"What's going on?" Qiu Feng said in surprise when he saw a large number of people rushing over from the starting line.

"I don't know. Diliba looked curiously.

"You stay in the car, and I'll come when I get the money. Qiu Feng stopped slowly, worried that there were still Hongmen people in the crowd.

"God of the car!" saw the door open, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

Qiu Feng smiled and said to Di Liba: "You see, so many people welcome me. ”

"Ghosts, car gods!"

"Ghosts, car gods!"

Qiu Feng's expression froze, and then he remembered that he was driving a ghost Bugatti.

Di Liba covered her mouth and smiled, and gave Qiu Feng a blank look, and Qiu Feng immediately got out of the car in embarrassment.

Later, Di Liba, who had been looking at Qiu Feng, stared at him for a moment, as if he had seen something.

"Ghosts, car gods!"

"Ghost, ......"

Seeing the people getting out of the car, the welcoming crowd suddenly stopped!

"Who are you?" someone asked.

Why did the driver change after a few minutes of live broadcast?

Who is this young man who came down from Bugatti?

"I'm a BMW driver. Qiu Feng threw away the cigarette butt, shrugged his shoulders, and looked calm, "It's also your car god." ”

"Where's the ghost!" a fan asked.

"The first few players didn't know what the reason, and suddenly they got off the bus en masse and a conflict broke out, and then they were all injured, and all of them had accidents. Because three cars were blocking the road, I hid in the car and waited for them to finish the fight, and just as the ghost's car stopped in front of me, I drove his car to continue the race - isn't that a violation?"

Qiu Feng said innocently.

Not a violation?

The crowd looked at each other.

It seems like...... It's really not a violation!

Who would have thought that during a car race, the leading competitor would take the initiative to stop and be robbed of the car......

Historically, there has never been such a thing, has it?

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry.

"Anyway, I was the first to reach the finish line. Qiu Feng said with a smile, "I'm here to receive the bonus for the bet." ”

At the mention of this stubble, the crowd suddenly sounded the sound of gasping cold air.

When Qiu Feng gambled privately with Huang Mao and Du Jiang, there were many onlookers, and even he bet 100,000 on himself, and he really won the first place!

The odds are 1 in 50!

That's five million!

Although they are all rich second generations and are used to seeing millions, he actually counterattacked and won the final victory, which was really unexpected and shocked the ground.

"Wait!" the fat man said loudly as he pushed his way out of the crowd, "Sir, our bet is on the car, and you are betting on BMW first, not you." ”

Qiu Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect this fat man's brain to be quite good.

Taking a deep look at him, Qiu Feng walked up, carrying a smell of blood, and whispered in the fat man's ear: "If you decide that Bugatti wins, there are so many people, more than five million." ”

The fat man was stunned.

Indeed, most of them bet on the ghost to win, with a bet of more than 30 million, even if the odds are pitiful, but they will lose more than 6 million!

Originally, he negotiated the price with the ghost, but released the water at the last moment, making him second, and sharing half of his income afterwards, how could he have thought that he would die on the mountain......

Especially, the pungent smell of blood on this person's body!

Thinking of this, the fat man suddenly squeezed out a smile and said loudly: "This gentleman is right, the car won in his hands, so the ranking should be based on the driver, not the car!"

"Today's first is this gentleman, please follow me to claim the bonus!"

"Just give me the money, I'm in a hurry to get home. "Qiu Feng didn't go through any process.

"Good!" the fat man agreed.

In the A-file competition, 300,000 yuan, Du Jiang and Huang Mao privately gambled 1.5 million, plus the 5 million in the gambling game, it was 6.8 million, plus the price that Di Liba hired him, which suddenly made Qiu Feng's pockets bulge, and he didn't have to worry about money for the time being.

As the saying goes, if you have money in your pocket, you don't panic.

Qiu Feng took the bearer bank card and the check, returned to the Bugatti, and found that Diliba was actually sitting in the driver's seat, and it seemed that she was going to drive it back.

I didn't mind, I sat in the co-pilot, and Qiu Feng waved his hand: "Go home!"

Bugatti started and left the Tibetan Mountains.

Driving smoothly on the road, Di Liba turned his head to look at Qiu Feng for a few seconds, his starry eyes were shining, with a somewhat complicated look: "Are you injured?"