(Today's two more, ask for collection recommendation.) ）

Wang Yun understands that Feng Liang is relatively stingy, and he will not do anything that is not beneficial to himself. Besides, he also knew that Zhou Jie was a restaurant delivery worker, and he was not as good as himself, so he had no use value, and he would definitely not let Wang Yun take his own car.

Because the information left by the previous team members was limited, in case of unexpected situations, Wang Yun could only grasp it himself.

"You kid really hasn't changed at all, here you go." Wang Yun said as he took out a hundred yuan in his wallet and handed it to Feng Liang.

"Wang Yun, I'm really waiting for someone." Feng Liang was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Yun to give him money, so he hurriedly excused himself.

"Okay, stop acting, who doesn't know who, I'm in a hurry, let's go quickly." Wang Yun stuffed the money into Zhou Jie's chest pocket, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Feng Liang snickered inwardly and sat in the cab.

"Are you a rich boy?" Feng Liang asked.

"Alright, let's go." Wang Yun urged.

Toot ~ Beet ~ Buzz ~ Buzz ~

Feng Liang started the car, kicked the accelerator and drove away from the train station.

"Lately, have you been doing okay?" Wang Yun asked.

"It's not easy to do anything these days, and there is a lot of competition for driving a black car, how are you?" Feng Liang said.

"Normally, the business of the restaurant is okay, but it's quite tiring." Wang Yun said.

"Zhang Na is married, do you know?" Feng Liang said.

After Wang Yun heard this, he immediately searched for Zhang Na's information in the contact lens, who was also a high school classmate of the previous team members, and was still a class flower.

"You know, isn't it just the junior who is in charge!" Wang Yun said expressionlessly.

"His husband is old and rich, and I remember chasing him when you were in school." Feng Liang said.

"Eighty percent of the boys in our school liked her." Wang Yun said.

The two were gossiping in the car about messy things.

At this time, four off-road motorcycles came quickly from behind Zhou Jie's car, and one motorcycle overtook Zhou Jie's car. With a "squeak", it stopped in front of Feng Liang's car.

Seeing this, Feng Liang braked suddenly, and he was only half a meter away from colliding with a motorcycle.

Wang Yun did not have a seat belt, and was shaken by inertia, and almost hit the center console of Fu driving.

"Your uncle! Can not ride. Wang Yun poked his head out of the window and scolded.

Four motorcycles surrounded Feng Liang's car in the middle, looking at the dress of the cyclists, it should be a group of young people in society.

One of them, a young man with dyed yellow hair and studs, got off the motorcycle and walked to the cab.

"Brother Yang, what a coincidence." Feng Liang smiled at the yellow-haired youth.

The yellow-haired young man pulled the car door, stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Jie's neck, and dragged Feng Liang out of the cab.

"Smack!"

"Damn, it's hard to find you kid." The yellow-haired young man slapped Feng Liang without saying a word.

"Brother Yang, you misunderstood, I will save enough money to you immediately, and I will definitely pay it back to you." Feng Liang said.

"Smack!" Another slap in the face.

"Don't talk nonsense, I gave you one last chance last time, but I didn't expect you to lie to me again and play with me to disappear." The yellow-haired young man grabbed Feng Liang's hair and said.

"Brother Yang, I'm still pulling the passengers, don't affect others about the matter between us." Feng Liang was afraid of making a fool of himself in front of Wang Yun.

"Look, get out of here." The yellow-haired young man stretched out his hand and pointed to the car, Wang Yun scolded.

Wang Yun glanced at the yellow-haired young man, opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Feng Liang, then I'll go first!" Wang Yun didn't want to make a fuss, so he waved his hand at Feng Liang and said.

"You two know each other, huh?" The yellow-haired youth asked.

"Brother Yang, we don't know each other, we just chatted a few words in the car." Feng Liang hurriedly explained.

"Smack!" Another slap in the face.

"Did I you ask?" The yellow-haired youth scolded.

Wang Yun shook his head, turned around and left.

"Hillbilly, did I let you go?" The yellow-haired youth shouted at Wang Yun.

The young men on other motorcycles stepped forward to stop Wang Yun.

"Is there anything else?" Wang Yun sighed, turned around and said.

"I asked you just now, who let you go.?" The yellow-haired young man let go of Feng Liang and walked up to Wang Yun and asked.

"I'm still in a hurry." Wang Yun suppressed the anger in his heart and said impatiently.

"Smack!"

"How can you talk to my eldest brother?" The young man standing behind Wang Yun raised his hand and hit the back of Wang Yun's head and said.

Wang Yun turned his head to look at the young man, his fists clenched.

"What are you looking at, are you not convinced?" The young man pointed to Wang Yun's nose and said.

"If you have something to say, don't do it." Wang Yun said flatly.

"Smack!"

"I'm moving! What can you do to me? The young man raised his arm and slapped Wang Yun and said.

"Brothers, forget it, don't be like this outsider." Seeing this, Feng Liang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Is this your right to speak?" The yellow-haired young man stepped forward and kicked Feng Liang's stomach and said.

Feng Liang was kicked back a few steps and sat on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain.

Wang Yun silently walked out of the crowd, came to the motorcycle ridden by the yellow-haired youth, activated the power glove, grabbed the motorcycle and lifted it, and smashed it like another motorcycle.

"Bang".

Two motorcycles collided, and motorcycle parts were scattered everywhere.

Seeing this, several young people immediately became angry, because they didn't see Wang Yun lifting the motorcycle, and scolded Wang Yun in their mouths.

Wang Yun stretched out his hands, grabbed the necks of the two of them, and threw them back, knocking the other two to the ground.

Feng Liang sat on the ground and looked stupid, wondering when this Wang Yun would be so powerful.

Wang Yun walked up to the yellow-haired young man, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up, as long as his hand was lightly forced, he could break the yellow-haired young man's neck.

"Wang Yun, forget it, forget it, they are all Brother Long's subordinates." Feng Liang was afraid that the matter would be too big, so he hurriedly got up and walked to Wang Yun's side to dissuade him.

"How much do you owe them?" Wang Yun asked.

"There's not much money, you don't care, put him down." Feng Liang said.

"You're lucky this time, but the two slaps you gave me just now have a price, no matter how much money he owes you, it's all written off." Wang Yun said.

The yellow-haired young man was grabbed by Wang Yun, his face turned purple, and his tongue was spit out.

Wang Yun threw the yellow-haired man to the ground.

"Did you hear what I said just now?" Wang Yun said again.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, you kid has a kind, don't let me find you." The yellow-haired young man coughed violently and said.

Wang Yun stepped forward, grabbed the yellow-haired youth's left arm, and slammed it back, and with a "click", the yellow-haired youth's left arm was broken.

"Ahh

The yellow-haired young man snorted and rolled on the ground in pain.

"I'm asking you, did you hear me clearly?" Wang Yun said again.

"Big brother, big brother, we know, Zhou Jie's money is written off." The young man who hit Wang Yun in the back of the head before hurriedly said.

"Get out, don't let me see you," Wang Yun said.

"Thank you, big brother, thank you, big brother."

After the other youths thanked Wang Yun, they hurriedly picked up the yellow-haired youth, rode the other two motorcycles and ran away.

"I'm in trouble again." Wang Yun looked at the backs of several people and said in his heart.

After that, Feng Liang drove Wang Yun to the restaurant and returned the 100 yuan to Wang Yun, but Wang Yun didn't ask for it.