"Come down, come down, come down, how do you drive? Driving a Land Rover is amazing, huh? Any idea what kind of car this is? See the horse? This is called Ferrari do you know, the latest Ferrari 360, top you have several Land Rovers. ”

Yan Murong and the others were still checking to see if they were injured, and the car window was snapped, and a young man with a toad mirror was shouting while patting the car window.

A few people hurriedly got out of the car, looked at the location of the rear-end collision, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, only to see that the Ferrari's butt was no longer visible, and the front of the Land Rover had been completely ridden on it, and the two front wheels were off the ground, fortunately, the speed was not fast, and Yan Tong's brakes were also timely, otherwise - otherwise there would be no major incident, at most the Land Rover flew over the Ferrari.

"What are you looking at? What to see? The newly bought car made you crash like this, hurry up and pay me money. The young man looked at Yan Tong with an arrogant face. Tell you, I don't care about the car, if the engine is broken, you will pay for it. ”

This Ferrari 360 sports car is a rear-engined, so the heavy body of the Land Rover has already turned off after such a collision, and it is really uncertain whether it will be damaged.

"Are you sick?" Yan Tong looked at him with disdain. "Drive well, what are you doing with the brakes when you have nothing to do?"

"Do you understand the traffic laws, do you understand them?" The man in sunglasses pointed to the traffic light at the intersection and said. "Yes, I braked when I saw the yellow light."

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Hearing this, Yan Murong and the others couldn't help but laugh. The fine for running a yellow light has long been lifted, besides, the time for the yellow light is four seconds, and there are obviously three seconds left for the green light just now, which adds up to seven seconds before and after, and for Ferrari, it is enough to run two intersections, and their Land Rover can also follow. It was because he braked suddenly that Yan Tong braked and crashed into it without hurrying.

"What are you laughing at, what are you laughing at?" The man in sunglasses said angrily. When he saw Yan Minghua and Su Qingwu, although he couldn't see his eyes, the expression on his face was the same. "Forget it, you can't afford to pay if you know it, do you have insurance? Let's wait for the insurance to come--but, these two girls are pretty smart, brother, where did you shoot them? ”

"It's up to you." Yan Murong said.

"Yo, it's not a small breath." The man in sunglasses looked Yan Murong up and down. "This uncle, he's not young, his hair is gray, and he still learns to pick up girls? You don't have to rub your friend's car, so you can get a decent outfit, right? ”

"Smack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sound came from his face, his body suddenly staggered, and his sunglasses flew out, in addition to five clear finger marks on his face, there was also a blood mark cut by the temples of his glasses. And the initiator of this slap was Su Qingwu, who was standing there with a cold face.

"Fuck, stinky bitch, you dare to hit me?" The man in sunglasses was stunned for a long time, and then he came back to his senses, looked at Su Qingwu, raised his slap and was about to hit him, but before his slap fell, there was also a pain on the other side of his face.

"It's not right to hit someone." Yan Murong pulled Su Qingwu behind him, looked at the man in sunglasses and said. "It's even more wrong to hit a woman."

"Damn, hit me, right? Wait, you all wait for me. "One to four, the man in sunglasses is not stupid, he knew that he couldn't call, so he took out the phone and started calling someone.

"Why did you hit someone?" Yan Murong ignored his shouting, looked at Su Qingwu and asked softly.

"He said you're old." Su Qingwu's face softened, and she stared at Yan Murong's hair for a long time before speaking. "You're not old."

"I'm not old." Yan Murong's heart softened, he knew that although he didn't care about the color of his hair, Su Qingwu cared, and she didn't allow others to talk about his hair.

"You shouldn't hit anyone, though." Yan Murong took Su Qingwu's hand, blew lightly, and said. "Look, these little white and tender hands are red."

The intersection where they are located is not a busy area, but there is a lot of traffic, and the police have already rushed over when the car crashes, but when they saw the scene of the Land Rover riding on the Ferrari's buttocks, they directly chose to divert the traffic on the side.

It's not that they don't want to take care of it, it's that they can't manage it. It doesn't matter which one can drive this kind of car? What kind of place is Yanjing, it is under the roots of the imperial city.

There is a saying that goes like this--until you don't go to Yanjing, you never know how big an official is.

These local tyrants, maybe they know the leaders of which department, even if the officials are small, it is not them who are offended by the traffic police, and no one wants to find awkwardness for themselves during the New Year, so they simply direct the traffic first and let them deal with it themselves.

However, when the traffic police saw that the two sides were fighting, they couldn't pretend that they couldn't see it, so they had to come over.

"Say it well, you two, if you have something to say." The traffic police said persuasively. "This is Yanjing, the capital of China, and everyone is also a Yanjing master, so it's not good for foreign friends to see it."

"Say your mother." The man in sunglasses finished the call, looked at the traffic police with an arrogant face, and said. "Hit my car and hit me? , I'm not done with you today - you, direct your traffic, don't mess around here. ”

was scolded by the man in sunglasses, and the traffic police couldn't hold their faces a little, but he had no choice but to swallow his anger because he was rich and powerful, so he had to turn around and look at Yan Murong, ready to discuss with Yan Murong first, at least this young man didn't seem so angry.

"Okay, I know you're in a bit of a difficult situation, can't you?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"It's—hehe." The traffic policeman smiled awkwardly, snorted, and asked. "What do you think of this?"

"Everyone's time is precious, and I don't want to delay it." Yan Murong looked at the man in sunglasses and shouted. "Hey, isn't it a loss of money? Say a few words, I will pay for your medical expenses and car repair money. ”

"You have money? Hmph, come on, just sell your own goods, what kind of big cloves of garlic are there? The man in sunglasses looked disdainful. Let me tell me the number? I want 10 million, can you afford it? ”

"Ten million, huh?" Yan Murong smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, took out the checkbook from his pocket, and said. "I can afford 10 million, but I don't have cash, can I check it?"

"Tianqiao'er bought it low, right?" The man in sunglasses sneered. "Twenty yuan a piece, where do you dare to pretend to be a child playing with something? Come, if you can really take out 10 million, I will crawl around Sijiu City. ”

"That's what you said." Yan Murong smiled, wrote down a string of numbers in the checkbook and tore it off. "Come, take it, uncle will compensate you."