Driving Rayi's BMW, Ling Feng leisurely looked at the scenery around him, the traffic flow was quite large at this time, Ling Feng was not in a hurry, he didn't plan to go back tonight.

As for the problem of the driver's license, Ling Feng was not worried at all, anyway, it was Rayi's car, if he was really arrested and asked Rai to come and get it, it was not the first time that he drove out, at first he was frightened and worried that the police in Paris would check the driver's license, but after a few times, he became bolder. The Paris police are not idle and boring, and every car is checked, as long as the toll booth is generally fine.

Alas, people are like this, the first time to do something bad is always a little fearful, but if you succeed the first time and don't get caught, you will be bold, and the same is true for match-fixing......

It's really troublesome, Ling Feng shook his head vigorously, he originally came out to visit Paris just to get rid of those annoying things, but unconsciously thought of it again......

After driving for about an hour and admiring the city surrounded by lights all the way, Ling Feng came to the foot of the Eiffel Tower. If the Eiffel Tower, one of Paris's most iconic buildings, is nothing more than a television tower during the day, the Eiffel at night exudes a unique charm surrounded by lights.

Suddenly, countless lights on the Eiffel Tower flickered and danced like fireworks, and the entire tower trembled in the light! Ling Feng knew that this was the most culminating design in the night view of Paris: the Eiffel Tower would be lit up with countless twinkling lights at every hour of the night.

Look at the time, at nine o'clock, looking around, the Eiffel Tower is shining with stars against the backdrop of the colorful night Paris, Paris at this moment is the most beautiful that Ling Feng has ever seen.

But even the moon has a shadow behind it, and the more prosperous the city, the more turbulent the undercurrent behind it, but it will not be on the table.

Paris is a romantic city, a man's paradise, the so-called romance, not only refers to French women hot and open, French law recognizes the legitimacy of ******, in Paris, there are no less than 100 large "red light districts", as for small scattered areas, three digits are not an exaggeration.

In 2003, French Interior Minister Nicolas Sarkozy led a decree banning sex workers from soliciting on the streets, which greatly reduced street solicitation, but did not diminish the prosperity of the ****** in Paris.

To make matters worse, in 2002 prostitutes in Paris marched outside the French parliament to protest against the government's posturing draft law restricting their activities in the name of preventing crime.

In addition to the sex industry, as another characteristic of an international metropolis, drugs and gangs are indispensable, many gangs have used pornography, drugs and arms to become a hegemon, and many girls who have been smuggled in have to sell their bodies under the pressure of these gangs, of course, there are also voluntary and forced by life.

It should be mentioned here that there are many girls from China who went to Paris to pan for gold or failed to study and lack money......

Ling Feng shook his head, he really didn't open any pot and which pot he wanted, thinking about these troublesome things. Ling Feng was not arrogant enough to think that he was the savior, and there were some things he couldn't control at all.

It's nine o'clock, and I've been out for a while, and I'm a little hungry, so it's time to eat something.

Looking along the road, Ling Feng didn't feel a drop of cold sweat dripping from his head, it is worthy of the prime location of Paris, there are some splendid hotels nearby, Ling Feng is not without money to eat, but there is no need to be so extravagant for some supper, it is said that the tip for a waiter is enough for Ling Feng to eat for a week.

"Born poor!" Ling Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, he still had tens of millions of dollars thrown in the Swiss bank, what could he do if he said more or less? Now the interest is estimated to be 100,000 francs, and there is no place to use the money.

Continuing to drive, Ling Feng remembered that there was a KFC nearby, for such high-fat food, Ling Feng didn't like to eat it, because athletes restrict eating such food, which is not good for the body, but Ling Feng doesn't care if he wants to be cheap and save trouble.

Ling Feng came to this place quite a lot, and he used to run to the city with Anelka, and there was a KFC across the street, but it would take at least half an hour to walk along the road.

Glancing that there were no police nearby, Ling Feng drove the car directly onto the sidewalk, and there was an alley nearby that could lead straight to the opposite street......

In the stunned eyes of the people around him, the BMW unceremoniously hit the guardrail on the side of the road, and the front of the car was deflated, "It is estimated that Rai will be furious again after seeing it." Ling Feng gloated, he was not afraid of Rayi, the first few times he had already solved the problem with one sentence, "If you don't borrow my car, be careful that I won't pass the ball to you!" And then the whole world was purified.

This trick is just as useful against Djokaeffe, but the old boy is now very good at learning, and the keys to the garage have been changed three times, unlike Rai, an idiot, who still doesn't know that he secretly has all his keys......

Mboma had wanted to buy a car, but hearing the faithful advice of Rai and Djokaev, he immediately dismissed the idea......

So later football critics encountered a difficult problem, Ling Feng had never bought a car in his career (except for a bicycle), but the strange thing is that Ling Feng's teammates never bought a car when they partnered with Ling Feng, even if the car broke down, they threw it there without repair, until Ling Feng's transfer immediately set off a frenzy of car purchases......

Ling Feng reluctantly got into the alley, thinking happily in his heart, "It seems that Loko also has a sports car, it's cool to drive it another day, the French players still don't have money, and there will be a chance to squeeze Beckham in the future, he seems to have a Ferrari ......."

"HELP" A sudden cry for help interrupted Ling Feng's YY.

Ling Feng frowned, it seems that he can't take advantage of the cheap, he was just crossing the road, and he encountered a robbery.

Anyway, curiosity always kills cats, and Ling Feng's life is not much more than that of cats, so he stopped the car curiously and sneaked over.

A boy about the same age as himself, with a small greyhound in his arms, was forced into the corner by several big men with iron rods in his hands, and looked very scared.

"Blackmail? Extortion? Ling Feng thought in his heart, he didn't want to meddle in things, so he didn't move.

The boy hugged the puppy tightly, looking very scared, trembling all over, because the alley lights were too dim, Ling Feng couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could only see his outline, short hair, a tattered clothes, but black hair, as if he was Asian.

A man who seemed to be taking the lead shouted viciously: "It's been a month now, when will the thousand yuan owed to us be paid?" ”

"I'm sorry!" The boy was frightened, but his voice was a little hoarse, but the puppy in his arms barked at the man.

"! How dare this dead dog bark from me! The leader snatched the puppy from the boy's hand and threw it out.

"Wang!" The puppy let out a scream, as if it had fallen hard.

"Lele!" The boy pounced on the puppy, held the puppy tightly in his arms, and looked at the man with an angry face, but he couldn't speak.

"Lele?" Ling Feng scratched his head, this dog still has a Chinese name? Wait, the dog is Chinese, so this man? Could it be the Chinese?

Ling Feng, who didn't plan to interfere, couldn't watch his compatriots being bullied, but if the other party knew that Ling Feng decided to make a move because of a puppy, he didn't know what he would think.

The man who took the lead smiled: "Our boss said that since your mother is dead, you have no money to pay us back." Then we're welcome, guys, take away! We ......"

The voice suddenly cut off, smashed by a wine bottle to be exact.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" The two people next to them immediately ran up, looking at the blood on the head of the man in the lead and the empty wine bottle residue on the ground.

But they didn't have time to be stunned anymore, a figure came out of the corner next to them, and then they felt a sharp pain in their heads, "It's a wine bottle again!" This was the last thought of the two before they fell.

The boy with the puppy in his arms was staring at what was happening in front of him, but a strong hand grabbed his arm.

"Let's go!" In Chinese?! The boy hesitated, and immediately ran to the alley next to him with the puppy and the savior who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Some people say that there must be something special about being a big brother, either special ability to fight, or special beating, whether this big brother belongs to the first type I don't know for the time being, but the second kind is definitely there.

Such a big wine bottle hit his head and fell down and immediately got up, and the two little brothers next to him were still lying on the ground and moaning.

Ling Feng didn't dare to stop, and ran quickly to his car with a man and a dog (Narrator: My car!). The boy seemed to be very weak, and he couldn't even run for a few tens of meters.

In fact, it was also Ling Feng who blamed him, he didn't want to think about Ling Feng's speed? 100 meters can rush into 12 seconds, run with all his might, professional players can't keep up with him, let alone a weak peer.

Seeing that the man behind him was chasing after him quickly, Ling Feng was in a hurry, and it would take time for the car to start.

The distance of dozens of meters was quickly driven by Ling Feng's pervert, Ling Feng stuffed the boy into the car without saying a word, and when he went around to the driver's seat, Ling Feng caught a glimpse of an empty wine bottle next to him.

There was no time to complain about the bad habit of Parisians who also like to litter, this empty wine bottle made Ling Feng excited, he gently picked up the wine bottle with his left foot, and met a volley with his right foot, and the wine bottle flew in the face of the man who caught up with the wind with a gust of wind.

"Bang!" Bang! The bottle hit the visitor in the face.

"Damn! It's a wine bottle again! At this time, the person who caught up was the last thought before falling......

Ignoring the pain in his feet, Ling Feng got into the car and immediately started the car and reversed backwards, after a beautiful tail flick turn, Ling Feng drove away from the scene, uh, if this tail flick didn't hit the wall, it would be even more perfect......

But there seem to be a lot of police officers out there......

Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his head and quietly reversed the car.

"There are a lot of cops out there, don't you have a legal passport?" Ling Feng asked the boy he had just saved in Chinese.

"Nope." The boy's voice is small, like a mosquito.

"Get out of the car! I have a legal passport, but you will be sent back home as a smuggler! ”

The boy jumped out of the car like a frightened rabbit, he had heard about the repatriation of stowaways, and in the process of repatriation, he was simply not human, although he wanted to return to China, but he must not go back as he is now.

After the boy got out of the car, Ling Feng threw the few hundred francs left on his body to him, and said softly: "You take this money first, find a decent job in Paris, and find a way to return to China after earning more money, I can only help you so much, the police are in front, I will help you block, they won't do anything to me." ”

Looking at the boy's grateful eyes, Ling Feng drove out of the alley.

"Parking! Hands up! ”

Looking at the muzzles of the black holes, Ling Feng really thought that he was arranging a movie, that he was a big drug lord at the end of his rope, and that he was surrounded by righteous police comrades.

Stopping the car, Ling Feng pushed the car door and walked out, raising his hands and shouting, "I am a legal citizen, and I have a visa from the French government." ”

The policemen didn't care about Ling Feng's cooperation, they rushed up in a swarm, two people pressed Ling Feng against the wall to search his body, and the other people began to search Ling Feng's car. (Rai: Again, my car!) ）

"Sir," a policeman who searched Ling Feng's body felt out Ling Feng's documents, "this person is Chinese, and these passports are real." ”

"Look, it's true what I said, I'm a legal citizen." Once he had the documents to prove it, Ling Feng's waist immediately straightened up, he didn't believe that these French policemen dared to do anything to him, after all, he was the hero of Paris, the prince of Saint-Germain.

“feng·ling？ Paris Saint-Germain players? The policeman at the head seemed to have discovered the new continent, and immediately shone a bright flashlight on Ling Feng's face, "It's really Ling!" You two pigs, immediately let Mr. Ling go, I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, we received a report that there are gangsters here, so we rushed here, hoping not to disturb you. ”

Ling Feng was very satisfied with this effect, it seemed that being famous was not necessarily a bad thing, but what the police officer did next made him immediately break out in a cold sweat, and he actually took out a ticket......

The officer replied shyly, "My daughter is a big fan of yours, can you sign her name?" I'm sorry, there's only this paper left on me to write......"

"Khan ...... I thought I was going to get a ticket. Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his head and signed his name very happily, of course, two more, one Chinese one French......

"Wait a minute!" One of the police officers in the search car suddenly shouted: "Report to the chief, this person's driver's license was not found in the car!" ”

"Driver's license?" Ling Feng was stunned, and the sweat on his forehead flowed uncontrollably again.

Suddenly, the policemen who were respectful just now immediately stood in a circle, and the muzzles of their black holes were aimed at Ling Feng again......

Ling Feng smiled bitterly: "Can I give my teammate Rai a call......

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Ice Soul is going on a spring outing with his classmates today, so he can't update it in the afternoon, so he strives to come back in the evening and post a chapter.