When he was in the car, Ye Xu understood what was going on, even if the farmer scratched the car, he would not get people to death, and this thing was immoral.

He is not the one who takes the initiative to cause trouble, looking at the other party's license plate is very good, and then looking at the appearance of these people, who are also long, seeing that the farmer is about to kneel, he got out of the car, and Feng Yuexin naturally followed.

The two walked closer, Ye Xu frowned, the other party was not stupid, seeing that Ye Xu was driving a military vehicle and the license plate number was very special, he knew that it was not small.

"It's almost okay, you let them lose money, even if they smash the pot, they can't give it back, they have to be merciful and forgiving." Ye Xu began lightly.

"What are you" The young man who had been scolding was just about to open his mouth to rush to Ye Xu, but was stopped by the man who had been talking and smoking.

He looked Ye Xu up and down a few more times, and then he took a closer look at Feng Yuexin, and in his heart, he liked this woman, but after seeing the momentum of others, it was not easy to provoke.

"Wang Ming, forget it, let's hurry to go, and compete with a few old farmers." The man threw away his cigarette and looked at the distance ahead of him for at least two kilometers, and knew that it was a bit excessive.

Brother Ye said in his heart, obviously you loaded your pen and rode in the middle of the road, and did not give way to the agricultural vehicles, not only let the other party's car overturn into the ditch, but also pretended to be five people and six people to bully the old farmer.

The scolding young man glanced at Ye Xu hatefully, and only then a few people got into the car, and the two farmers thanked Ye Xu for their kindness, and the people in their forties and fifties shed tears.

Alas, Brother Ye felt uncomfortable, if he only spoke about rational characters and French characters abroad, it would not work here, whoever has a big fist, who has a rich background, and who is a good pen.

He and Feng Yuexin returned to the car, and this time he came to drive her to rest for a while.

The road slowly became clear, and it took more than 20 minutes to pass.

On the Toyota domineering car, the young man in the back seat was holding two women on the left and right, not knowing what he was thinking, and occasionally looked back at Ye Xu's car behind him.

"Brother, what do you think, don't you fall in love with that girl, it's really delicious." The young man driving the car laughed and scolded.

"They seem to be military vehicles, brother, what do you say they are coming from, looking at the direction to go to our village?" Wang Ming continued.

Since Wang Jiamin saw Feng Yuexin, he really scratched his heart, he knew that such a woman couldn't be soaked in money.

"Brother, the real estate developer from Haizhou is building a school on the land you fancie, so my dad is anxious for you to come back, the other party is not small and is doing good deeds, he is the village chief and it is not easy to obstruct it, besides, they have complete procedures." Wang Ming was worried.

"Outsiders also dare to run to the ground in Kyoto to toss, don't forget that my dad is the deputy county magistrate in charge of agricultural construction, and I came back this time to make it impossible for them to start work." Wang Jiamin sneered, reached into the woman's clothes on the left, and grabbed it on his chest.

Wang Ming looked at it from the rearview mirror, he was really greedy, I heard that these two girls were students of an art school, and his cousin, a distant relative, spent a lot of money to get them.

"Damn, let them pretend, this is to manage your military vehicle and police car in our Yanggang Village, I gave an order to make them unable to come out of the village, and I don't know how they died in the end." Wang Ming scolded twice.

Then he began to make a bad move, and drove and rode in the middle of the road without hurrying, blocking the warriors who came behind, and holding them down.

Wang Jiamin understood his cousin Wang Ming's intentions, moved the corners of his mouth and retracted the words, he was the head snake, afraid that they would do something.

"Are you ready?" Wang Jiamin said.

"Ready, Fang Cripple has sixty or seventy people, just wait for you to go and take the engineering team in Haizhou away, and then we will start building a villa, then brother, you will have to earn at least tens of millions, right?" Wang Ming said enviously.

"Don't worry about me, you have a father who is the village head, and you have to get hundreds of millions of dollars in land in the past few years, and you still envy me." Wang Jiamin pierced him.

Wang Ming vigilantly glanced at the two female art students from the reverse, and saw that they were lazy on him when they were touched by Wang Jiamin, and did not pay attention to their conversation, so he was relieved.

"My dad said that so much money was too hot, and when he was elected as the village chief, he didn't spend less money on canvassing, so most of it was deposited in foreign banks, and in a few years, he was going to send me out to play the front station, and then they also went abroad to enjoy the happiness." Wang Ming said, he slowed down the car again, and when he saw that the warriors behind him had to slow down, he laughed happily.

"This idea is good, I also told my old man, he is competing for county magistrate, I don't have time to think about it, I also want to wait for this time to occupy the land and earn him a sum, and the rest will be talked about later." Wang Jiamin said.

He was made popular by two female students from art schools, and each person paid them 50,000 yuan a month, which was worth the price with their looks and figures.

He freed up one hand to untie the belt, and the girl on the right immediately understood what he meant, half-squatted down to untie his pants, and then buried his head, Wang Jiamin frowned comfortably, and pressed the girl's head hard with his hand.

Wang Ming's heart was so anxious that he couldn't help peeking back, and the envy in his mouth sounded.

Ye Xu saw that the Toyota in front of him was domineering, and it was clear that he was deliberately manipulating him, that is, he was not allowed to pass, and the more he drove slowly, he became angry.

"Baby, buckle up, I'm going to overtake." Ye Xu said.

Feng Yuexin was also angry, her idea was simple, she drove directly into them, or got out of the car and pulled out a gun at their heads, if it was in the city of Kyoto, she would have asked someone to tow the broken car away.

"The road is so narrow, can you really get there?" Feng Yue obediently fastened her seatbelt and turned her head to look at him.

"No problem, I'll throw it off one more corner." Ye Xu sneered.

After turning the road for a while, there were no cars in front and behind, and many agricultural vehicles saw the luxury cars riding in the middle and took the cars to the side of the road.

Ye Xu slapped his hands, and when the two cars opened a distance of seventy or eighty meters, he stepped on the clutch, accelerator, brake, and shift gears for seven or eight dazzling operations in a row, and the warrior accelerated on the spot and rushed over.

Wang Ming was proud at first, but when he saw that the car behind him was slowing down farther and farther away from him, he was even more proud, but when he saw them rushing up, he was startled.

That kid didn't really want to bump in!

Damn, even if you crash into it, it's a big deal that the two cars are scrapped together, and your own car is not much worse than the fierce man.

Seeing that the car behind him was more than 20 meters away from his car in a few seconds, Wang Minghan came down.

Dodging or stiffening, this is really a difficult question to choose!

In less than half a second, he watched in amazement as the warrior behind him suddenly stood up to the left, leaving only two wheels to the ground, and the entire body rushed to the front at an almost eighty-degree elevation angle against him.

Then, in his dumbfounded kung fu, the warrior landed on the ground in four rounds, "whoosh", and left the string at least at a speed of 90.

Without holding the steering wheel tightly, Wang Ming waved his hands, and the car rushed to the tree on the side of the road, and when he stepped on the brakes, it was too late.

This book is derived from reading the rim