227.Chapter 227
Yang Ming said with a smile: "Wife, alas, I don't think your requirements are too high, but I am thinking, the same vinegar jar, you are much easier to support than my eldest wife." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Su Qingqing said: "This is what you said, then you must buy me the car, otherwise I will not forgive you." β
"No problem, don't say that Harley is demonized, I'll buy you all the magic Harley." Yang Ming agreed.
The first thing Mo Yuxin wanted was the just-released Lamborghini Z1, nearly 30 million. The second is a manor, nearly 200 million. The third thing I want is two national treasure-level gems, worth at least two billion. Compared to her, Su Qingqing's car of four or five hundred thousand yuan is simply a drizzle.
Looking at Yang Ming, Su Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, although he was a little unclear with him, but the relationship had not yet been determined, so he rushed to ask him to buy something for himself, or the kind of thing that ordinary people could afford to buy for several years without eating or drinking, is it a bit too much?
After thinking about it, Su Qingqing figured it out, just like Yang Ming, making money is like opening a bank at home, he has so much money, he doesn't spend it in vain, isn't it just a motorcycle, he can't be poor.
Yang Ming found a decent teahouse nearby, parked the car, entered the teahouse with Su Qingqing, found a private seat on the first floor and sat down, asked for a pot of chrysanthemum tea, and each ordered some refreshments, chatting while eating.
Su Qingqing was very concerned about where Yang Ming had been a few days ago, and when he asked, Yang Ming saw something that could be said, and told Su Qingqing about his experiences in the past few days, and Su Qingqing was almost fascinated by it.
coldly, a male voice ridiculed the voice: "I'm grass, I've seen a braggart B, I've never seen someone who is so good at bragging, what goes to the country, what train hijacking, what one person kills dozens of robbers in the dark, what the world's top fifty killers, what Golden Triangle jungle, what cockscomb snake, it's really good at blowing, it's just a god." β
Yang Ming and Su Qingqing turned their heads to look, and there were seven or eight men sitting at the table next to them, all of them were twenty years old, all dressed in non-mainstream clothes, either yellow hair or green hair, and it was a young man with dyed red hair and open chest who teased Yang Ming.
Before Yang Ming and Su Qingqing could speak, the red-haired young man saw Su Qingqing, and his son was about to flow, "Good guy, drink tea, I met such a sister!" Beauty, what's your name? β
The things he just said, others didn't believe it, and Yang Ming didn't want others to believe it, but the red-haired squirted feces when he opened his mouth, which made him unhappy, and now he was teasing Su Qingqing, Yang Ming smiled and said: "Grandson Turtle, the master is in a good mood today, but the temper next to him is not very good, you better talk leisurely." β
The red-haired young man's face darkened, he stood up suddenly, and shouted: "Damn, how do you talk, even you dare to call me grandson, what the hell are you looking for, why don't you want to live?" β
The owner of the teahouse saw that things were not good, and he was worried that he would break things, so he hurriedly came to be a peacemaker, "Everyone, you have something to say." β
"Okay, tell your mom to go, get out of here!" The red-haired young man pushed the shopkeeper away, took out a machete more than a foot long from his trouser leg, and slashed it on the table of Yang Ming and Su Qingqing without saying a word, and shouted: "Boy, today's matter, don't think about it, just play like that!" β
"Master didn't want to be troubled, but I didn't expect you to really don't give face, I don't want to play so simply, right, no problem." Yang Ming said, his hand reached out to the machete, grabbed it with one hand, and squeezed the blade into two, and then pinch the broken blade inch by inch, "Grandson Turtle, do you still want to play?" β
The red-haired young man and several of his companions were in cold sweat on their foreheads, the red-haired young man swallowed his saliva, the arrogance just now had already fed Wang Ba, and said cowardly: "No, don't play." β
Yang Ming said: "Hehe, don't want to play? Okay, kneel down for me and slap your mouth. β
A thug shouted: "Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant if you have the strength in your hands, we are from Humen, believe it or not, I will kill you sooner or later!" β
"Hey, Humen, it's such a big backstage. If you don't fight yourself, right, then I'll help you, master. β
Yang Ming stood up and was about to make a move, but the red-haired young man hurriedly moved to the side, "You, don't mess around, our eldest brother is upstairs!" β
Isn't the eldest brother of Humen the Tiger Six, Yang Ming said: "He's upstairs, okay, call people down, it's over, I'll let you go, you can't talk, you ask for more blessings." β
"Okay, you wait." A young man strode upstairs.
Within a few minutes, a middle-aged man wearing a red shirt, red pants, red leather shoes, and his hair was so combed that he couldn't even stand up to flies, and went downstairs surrounded by several people, "Which bastard let out a word, we are nothing?" β
"What did the master say?" Yang Ming strode forward, without saying a word, grabbed the middle-aged man's collar and dragged the person up, and slapped him in the face, "I thought it was Hu Liu, but it turned out to be a deflated three." β
The middle-aged man was caught and beaten, and those gangsters were anxious and wanted to step forward to save people, but they were all knocked over by Yang Ming.
gave the middle-aged man another slap, Yang Ming said: "Your subordinates provoked me, you said this account, how should I settle it with you?" β
The middle-aged man was no longer arrogant after being slapped twice, and looked at Yang Ming, "I remembered, you, you are Yang Shao." Yang Shao, I'm sorry, I don't know Taishan with eyes, my subordinates are not things, I don't recognize you. Your Excellency has a lot, spare me. β
"I'll spare you, who will spare me, but your subordinates said they would hack me to death, how should you calculate this account?"
Yang Ming was about to open his mouth to teach the middle-aged man a lesson, when he suddenly sensed the aura of danger, he subconsciously tilted his head, and in the next moment, a bullet slashed against his ear and hit the top of the middle-aged man's head, piercing the top of his head impartially.
The middle-aged man was shorter than Yang Ming, and after Yang Ming dodged, the bullet flew past the scalp above his head, and the burnt smell of his scalp being burned and his hair being burned let him know what was going on, and shouted: "Kill, kill......"
"Wife, hide well, don't come out." Yang Ming put down the middle-aged man, told Su Qingqing a few words, and strode outside the teahouse, judging from the situation just now, the gunman's target was undoubtedly himself.
Before he could run out of the teahouse, another bullet hit him, Yang Ming dodged it in a flash, and his eyes fell on a Jetta car parked on the side of the road outside the teahouse, and the gunman was in that car.
Two shots in a row missed Yang Ming, and seeing him rushing out, the gunman gave up for the time being, stepped on the accelerator, and the car that did not turn off the engine sped out.
Yang Ming got on the Lamborghini, quickly started the car and reversed on the road, thanks to the high performance, in a few seconds, the speed soared, and chased the direction of the Jetta's escape.
The Jetta fled like a lost dog, trying to get rid of the Lamborghini, but the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that they were about to be overtaken. In a hurry, he suddenly slammed the steering wheel and got into a small alley.
The Lamborghini's body was too wide to enter the alley, Yang Ming got out of the car and chased after him on foot, "I want to run, no way!" β
The driver of the Jetta was very skilled, but it was not at all difficult to navigate the narrow alleys, and by the time he got out of the car and entered the alley, the Jetta had already turned a corner in the alley.
Yang Ming let go of his steps and chased all the way, followed the Jetta car around a few corners, and when he came to a relatively spacious road, he finally caught up with the Jetta car, but the door opened and the people in the car were gone.
Looking around, the road should be the center of the urban village, there are pedestrians in all directions, and there are many mahjong players on the roadside.
Yang Ming thought about it, the gunman drove wildly, knowing that he couldn't get rid of himself, only by jumping out of the car and escaping in two or three seconds when the car left his sight, it was impossible for them to run away after getting out of the car, they must be hiding somewhere, passers-by may know.
Coming to a mahjong stall, Yang Ming asked, "I'm sorry, ask something, did you see where the people got off the Jetta car just now?" β
The four middle-aged aunts were playing mahjong, glanced at Yang Ming, and looked like they were ignoring it, and one of them said unhappily: "I don't know, the little kid is going to go." β
"You're a fucking shameless person!" Yang Ming hit the mahjong table with a fist, and the mahjong table fell apart on time, making several middle-aged aunts turn pale in fright, and hurriedly pointed to a room, "Two people down, run there." β
Yang Ming looked at the place pointed by his aunt, it was a massage parlor on the side of the road, and the door of the shop was not far from where the Jetta car was parked.
Yang Ming observed the massage parlor, an independent two-story building, the windows on the upper floor were sealed with curtains, and on the high chair at the door of the shop below sat a woman dressed in flowers, knocking melon seeds, staring at the passing man with those eyes, throwing a wink from time to time, and then greeting with a snort. Looking in from the door, there were seven or eight coolly dressed women sitting on a row of sofas in the hall, most of them playing with their mobile phones.
Yang Ming walked to the massage parlor, and the eyes of the woman sitting at the door lit up, and she hurriedly greeted: "Handsome guy, come easily, hurry, please inside." β
Yang Ming said: "Let me ask you, the two people who went in just now, are they men or women, what do they look like?" β
"Handsome guy, why are you asking this, aren't you all looking for a happy old man when you come here, those two just now are uncles in their forties, but they can't compare to a handsome young man like you." The woman beckoned Yang Ming to enter the store as she spoke, and deliberately pulled down her already low-necked blouse, revealing more beautiful scenery of white flowers, deliberately tempting Yang Ming.
Yang Ming asked, "Where are those two people now?" β
"They, of course, went upstairs to find fun, these two perverts, two people called a beauty. Don't mention them, it's your first time to play, sister, how about I give you a massage myself, to ensure that you are relaxed from head to toe, every inch. The woman said, turning her back to the door, pulling her bouncy blouse down hard, and a pair of breasts that were only covered in a sexy half-cup bra jumped out.
The women sitting on the sofa didn't seem to be surprised, they all smiled wildly, and the one closest to the door smiled and said: "Sister Wang, you are really not interesting, obviously it is my turn, but when I see a handsome man, I will rob it, I won't let it." Little brother, how about letting my sister accompany you? β
"Not interested." Yang Ming ignored the breasts that were all silicone, put down his words, and walked upstairs quickly.
When he got upstairs, Yang Ming saw that the passage leading to the third floor was locked, and there was a passage in the middle of the second floor, with more than ten rooms on both sides, and in the corridor, it was filled with the voices of men and women having fun.
Yang Ming came to a room where a voice came, the Heavenly Eye Soul Technique was activated, and on the bed inside, a big fat man was humming on a young woman.
After taking a closer look, Yang Ming directly ruled out the suspicion of the big fat man, the fat man is in his fifties, judging from his complexion, his body is not very good, and no matter how he looks at his appearance, he is an ordinary person.