After about twenty minutes of driving, Mo Fan's father and daughter came to the Lingnan Bridge.

In fact, this bridge was not opened much at first, because the section of the bridge is still being renovated and is usually closed.

Especially now the time chosen is early in the morning, there are no passing vehicles from here, this is in the middle of nowhere, and there is no worry about the police coming to investigate, after all, drag racing is an illegal act, although these people are crazy, but they are not bold enough to openly provoke.

It's just that since the bridge has been temporarily closed, it can be reopened tonight, which is enough to show how powerful the people who held tonight's drag racing competition.

That is the so-called Zhong Jinyong.

There is not much information about this person, except that he is a rich kid. However, unlike the kind of gentleman he has known before, he usually doesn't like to drink, and he doesn't like to be aggressive everywhere, he just likes to play some exciting things, and this drag racing is his favorite.

Speaking of which, Zhong Jinyong and Zhong Taize have the same thing, they are both children of rich families, but they do not have the habit of playing with wine like the rich second generation. However, this Zhong Taize and himself are mortal enemies, and Zhong Jinyong and Mo Fan pondered, as long as it is not exaggerated, they will not embarrass the other party.

After parking the car, Mo Fan immediately went to the back seat to take his daughter out, and before he had time to look for the monkey boy, a few guys suddenly came over, and kicked the car door and tires a few times, "Damn, where did you get this broken car, what are you doing here?" Didn't know we had a drag race tonight? ”

"Damn, don't tell me this car is also used for racing. In tonight's drag racing list, the cars and personnel are all registered, what kind of broken Santana, it's all rotten like this, can you still drive? ”

"Turn around and let Brother Yong see that you have to scold us, hurry up, drag me away!"

Saying that, the group of people didn't notice Mo Fan who went to the back seat to hug his daughter, and then several people came to beat him with steel rods or something.

"Baba, what are they doing?"

When Mo Beibei was curious, Mo Fan had already walked over with her in his arms and interrupted, "What are you doing?" ”

"Who are you, don't you see what we're doing? Get out of the way! ”

One of the yellow-haired boys said, and came over to push Mo Fan, but Mo Fan's physical fitness was not comparable to him, and he immediately stumbled and was directly flicked back.

"it!"

Huang Mao scolded angrily. At this time, several younger brothers next to him also followed, as if they were about to make a move. And Mo Fan came here tonight to compete, not to mess with a bunch of little minions, so he smiled and said, "Why are you so excited?" I'm here to participate in the race, and since it's open for business, aren't people allowed to park here? I see the other cars are parked too. ”

"You're paralyzed, who are you?" And the yellow hair seemed to be the leader, and he was tossed by Mo Fan like this, which made his face dull, and he got up and grabbed Mo Fan's neckline at once, and shouted: "I know almost all the people who are racing tonight, why haven't I seen you?" And you know it's drag racing, and you're driving a car like this, what the fuck are you? ”

As he spoke, the yellow hair gave an order, and immediately beckoned the younger brothers to come and clean up Mo Fan. And Mo Fan was also helpless, he didn't want to cause trouble, but there was always this kind of jumping clown who came out to provoke, and when he was about to do it, suddenly a familiar voice came from not far away, "Brother Huang, Brother Huang, don't get me wrong, this is my friend, I invited him to help me race tonight." ”

It's a monkey!

This guy still looks a little cringeful as always, dressed very ordinarily, and not raunchy, the overall feeling is very decadent, without any spirit, which is very different from the monkey boy Mo Fan knew in the past. In fact, just for his honor, let alone Xiaofang, it is estimated that any woman will not follow him. If it weren't for my father's relationship, I would definitely not have helped.

It seems that to help people to the end, after tonight's drag racing is over, you have to help him sort out his image, otherwise he will have to run away if he gets Xiaofang back.

Originally, Mo Fan still wanted to do it, but since the monkey boy came, he didn't need to work hard, so he just stood there.

"Monkey boy?"

Seeing the monkey boy who suddenly appeared, the yellow hair stopped the movement of his hand, and the next second, he grabbed Mo Fan's hand and let go, and when he turned his hand, he snapped and hit the monkey boy in the face, and scolded angrily: "Fuck your sister, what are you?" Lao Tzu needs you to point fingers here? I've told you a long time ago, what kind of Xiaofang are you, I don't like you, I don't call you, he likes our brother Yong, and the last time he beat you wasn't enough to learn a lesson, right? ”

As he spoke, the yellow-haired man waved his big hand and immediately beckoned a group of other little brothers to come over and clean up people. But the monkey boy had his own reasons, and immediately begged for mercy and said: "Brother Huang, I really came to participate in the drag racing competition, this one is called Mo Fan, and I invited him." I remember that the rule of this contest was that as long as you can pay the corresponding entry ticket, everyone is eligible, isn't it? ”

"Huh?"

Huang Mao, who heard this, stopped, and after glancing at the monkey boy suspiciously, he immediately laughed, "Are you fucking kidding me?" If I'm not mistaken, you're just a helper in Xiaofang's sister-in-law's shop, right? A wall-breaking waiter, you also want to drag racing? Do you know how much this entrance fee costs? ”

"Five hundred thousand."

"500,000 do you know how dare you say such a thing? Don't say 500,000, you can't even take out 50,000! Okay, hurry up and get out, for the sake of Xiaofang's sister-in-law's face, Lao Tzu won't beat you today, but you are still chirping here, believe it or not, Lao Tzu ......"

Then, Huang Mao's arm waved again, making a gesture to strike, but was suddenly intercepted by a hand, "He doesn't have 500,000, I do." ”

"Huh?"

Huang Mao was stunned, turned around, looked at Mo Fan with a smile on his face, and suddenly became angry, "Let go!" ”

"I have 500,000, can I participate in drag racing?"

"I ......"

"Huang Mao, what's the matter, it's so noisy."

Before the yellow hair could speak, a slightly muffled man's voice came.

And with the arrival of the other party, the younger brothers who were originally gathered together scattered one after another, and lined up on both sides very autonomously, and shouted respectfully: "Brother Yong, sister-in-law Xiaofang." ”

"Brother Yong, why are you here?"

"It's a little thing here, and we'll take care of it."

A group of younger brothers are flattering and talking, as if this is a rare opportunity to show their faces.

"Xiao Fang!"

And when he saw Xiao Fang, who he hadn't seen for a long time, the monkey boy immediately had golden light in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "I finally found you!" ”

Mo Fan, who heard this, raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked up, and found that this so-called Xiaofang actually looked average and was dressed well, but it was all money piled up. And with heavy makeup, he walks very enchantingly, and he looks like a vulgar fan, I don't know why this monkey boy is so infatuated with such a woman.

Now, she held the arm of the so-called Brother Yong, and when she came over, she enjoyed the cheers of the little brothers, and at first glance she was just a typical money worshipper, Mo Fan suddenly felt that even if she helped the monkey boy fight for it, she still had to run in the future.

And this Brother Yong, who is Zhong Jinyong, is a typical muscular man. Wearing a black tight T-shirt, a pair of suit pants and a pair of crocodile leather shoes, he looks like a gangster overall, and his age is actually about thirty years old, but he has a cigar in his mouth, and he looks like he is coaxing.

"Damn, you kid let go quickly, if you don't let go, I'll kill you!" At this time, Huang Mao was still held hostage by Mo Fan, and if he was slightly forced, it hurt him to grin his teeth, but Mo Fan didn't mean to let go, but smiled and said: "This is a lesson for you, don't look down on people in the future." ”

"You!"

"This brother, let the people go first, you can talk slowly if you have something to say." After all, Zhong Jinyong is the eldest brother, between conversations, it is extraordinary, he talked to Mo Fan kindly, and Mo Fan is not an ignorant person, he just said: "It's okay to release people, but I just want to ask, I have money, that is, I have a ticket, so can I participate in drag racing?" ”

"Are you referring to the car next to you?" Zhong Jinyong said funny.

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