"It's confirmed, just go deeper, go back in the afternoon, and send a notice to the expedition team above, let them explore the mountains and forests here. The master of metaphysics watched a large number of beauties choose their favorite sports cars in the barn floor, and said to his old colleague on the side.

The national archaeological team is a cow, and there is a special expedition team, as long as the top approves it, the expedition soldiers below can act. Their lives, their youth, are all contributed to the country, and in a year, I don't know how many explorers died in the deep mountains and cliffs.

These expedition warriors have been constantly exploring and searching for various resources for the sake of the country, and they are the most glorious and respectable warriors of the country.

After Yuting and the others chose their favorite sports car, it was Shi Zixiang's turn for them to choose, and this time, they took photos to their circle of friends. The whole barn is full of new shiny sports cars, which makes the teachers and students in the school envious, especially a few school flowers, who began to regret not working in the mountain village.

They now want to work in the mountain village, but unfortunately Lin Xiafan doesn't plan to recruit the school flowers in the school now, and there are still a few school flowers, and Lin Xiafan has not yet provided them. The ninth floor of the space needs seven women, even if these school flowers are provided, there are still two left, and the eighth floor space has just been opened. Lin Xiafan is not in a hurry, there is now a trading platform with the things he needs, as long as there are enough spirit stones, Lin Xiafan can buy it.

"Wow, this little car is so beautiful, I like it. "Shi's most fragrant wife, one by one, sat in the happy sports car, touched around in the car, liked it, like a little girl.

After they finished selecting the car, it was the turn of the villagers, and the villagers did not choose the car, but drew the car. Because the price of each brand car is different, for the sake of fairness, Lin Xiafan asked Uncle Xiao to bring ten table tennis balls.

On it, use a pen to mark numbers 1 to 10, with number one for Ferrari, number two for Lamborghini, number three for Maserati, number four for Porsche, and number five for Bugatti Veyron......

Each household sends a representative to draw, draw, sign, receive the car key and lean to the side, let the villagers below continue to draw. Of course, if you don't like it, and the other party can't like it, they can exchange with each other, as for the maintenance fee of the car in the future, they will pay it themselves, if they can't afford it, they can return it to Lin Xiafan, that is, they can't sell it, but they can rent it out.

"That, let's exchange it with you, the women's car I drew is suitable for your daughter to drive, why don't you give me your silver car." "One uncle said to another.

"I asked my granddaughter to go, anyway, we are all old, presbyopia, and what kind of sports cars do we drive, they are all things that some young people like to play. Fifty-year-old Uncle Lin said.

“......”

In the evening, Lin Xiafan and they drove a new sports car to Pudian in the city, including Shi Zixiang, they also followed, in addition to them, there were also some young people in the village. In order to pull the wind a little more, one person drove a new sports car, and one hundred and seventy sports cars were driven to one hundred.

On the road, there are long convoys, bursts of sports cars with unique exhaust pipe sounds, and along the way, needless to say, the wind can no longer be pulled. If you have money, you can do anything, what kind of red light, go all the way, anyway, running a red light is just a few points deducted and a little fine, and now the small farmers have money in their hands.

Besides, there haven't been once or twice a month when they appear like this, but this time, Lin Xiafan said to invite them to play, so he drove a car to follow. The traffic police, seeing these small farmers appear in the urban area, are afraid that they will cause trouble, so they help them open the road in front or side, so that other cars will not hit their small cars and cannot afford to pay.

"Damn, how do I feel like a gangster, appearing, it's too stylish. Someone said as they watched the long motorcade pass by.

"Where are these local tyrants going? Shall we follow the past, maybe there will be a surprise." Another said.

"Go ahead, follow along. "They saw that behind the convoy, there were some small cars following them.

"Uh-huh. It's like a nightclub, I haven't been there for a long time, so if you have a good time, maybe there's a good show!" they said when they saw a group of small farmers go into the city's top nightclub.

Yes, the nightclub, this time Lin Xia Fan they didn't go to sing karaoke, but to nightclub, because the karaoke room was too small. There are no less than 100 people in the hall, only above the night hall, the hall can accommodate more than 12,000 people, although there are many people of all kinds inside, but Lin Xiafan doesn't have to worry about them being bullied now.

Because, like themselves, they are all immortal cultivators, and it is not a problem to fight twenty of them at a time, and there is a magic weapon on their hands that can protect their safety. As for the young men and women from our village, find them a chance to bubble girls, you can't always marry some farming girls, farming girls are not highly educated, and they are not very good for the education of the next generation.

"I'm rubbing, there are so many local tyrants there!" said the man who stood guard outside the entrance of the nightclub and saw a line of supersports teams appear here.

"Stay here, don't go over and greet them. The manager yelled at a few MMs at the door.

"Oh!" the girl who worked part-time had resentment in her heart, and she could only greet her with a professional smile.

As a result, these working girls, they were sluggish, and at first, they saw more than two dozen superb beauties in front of them, coming out of the car. When I looked at them, I knew that they were rich owners, but later, I saw a group of young people wearing muddy slippers, and some young people had a hole in their clothes, and they patched up and patched up. Look at their hair again, it seems that they have not washed their hair for three or five days, and their fingernails are under the light, not to mention their nails, and their fingers are black.

Well, let's not talk about this, let's look at the faces of these young people, they have stubble on their faces, they haven't shaved for several days, their nose hair has grown outside, their skin is dark, and when they look at it, they know that they are migrant workers.

"Welcome, welcome......" the women who worked part-time said to them.

When they walked past these women, the smell of sweat was very disgusting, but what could they do, they had money, they were gentlemen.

In a high-class place, now a group of small farmers are wearing slippers with mud to enter, and the manager of the outer hall is speechless, and can only secretly beg them not to make trouble, otherwise, the business here will not be able to continue.

"You're welcome, everyone, I'll eat tonight, what to eat, what to order, just order. Lin Xiafan thought that these cousins, cousins, cousins, and cousins should not have been to some high-end places, and now bring them over to experience the life of rich people, and let them know that the road they are taking is still very long, not that they will be bullish if they have a sports car.

"Old watch, then I won't be polite to you, I want to drink the movie Remy Martin XO! waiter, bring me one or two. A guy who is a little bigger than Lin Xiafan said.

"Drink, you're welcome!" Lin Xiafan said to some foodies.

It's not a foodie, one by one find a table and sit down, immediately call for a service, order a lot of food, that is more expensive and that, eat like a hungry ghost, after eating, order again......

"Damn, when did a bunch of beggars come, manager, manager, get over here and blast this stinking garbage out of me......