Remember [Literature Bus] in one second, and read it for free without pop-ups!

Chapter 352: Acrobatics

Coming out of the Dynasty Hotel, Lin Junhe saw those enthusiastic little fans again, and couldn't help but say with a puzzled face: "You won't be waiting for me, will you?"

"Yes, car god, we didn't bring pen and paper just now, I think if we don't get an autograph today, we won't be able to sleep when we go back that night!"

Lin Junhe was a little speechless, but seeing the enthusiastic appearance of a few people, he still signed a few big characters for a few people.

When a few people saw it, they were immediately shocked.

"I'm grass!, this word is so awesome, I've never seen such a beautiful word in my life!" One of them was so shocked that his eyes were about to pop out.

Lin Junhe's casual words are much better than the signatures of those idol stars.

"Is that an exaggeration? I'll take a look. Another person took it, his grandfather was a calligrapher, and he was quite famous in the city, and he belonged to the kind that was hard to find.

However, when he took it and looked at it, he was also directly surprised to the point of swearing.

"Damn! This word is cooler than what my grandfather wrote! Idol, you are not only the god of cars, but also the reincarnation of the god of books!" he looked at Lin Junhe in surprise.

Lin Junhe was really a little speechless by these startled guys, and asked them to go home early to go to bed, and then got into his car and prepared to go back.

The young people behind were still waving goodbye very enthusiastically, but Lin Junhe's car had just driven out less than five hundred meters, and suddenly, a large number of motorcycles drove in front of them, and the entire intersection was blocked.

The young people behind looked at it and were also surprised, what was going on, a few people hurriedly ran over, and saw more than a dozen motorcycles directly surrounding Wuling Hongguang.

Several people were suddenly frightened enough, these people, can't they be the legendary bikers, right?

They're not a formal gang, but the crowd of these motorcyclists is scary.

"Boy, come down!" One of the shirtless men with a tattoo of the river dragon in his hand held a steel rod in his hand and walked to the edge of the cab of Lin Junhe's car.

Lin Junhe glanced down lightly, a little impatient.

I still want to go home and sleep early, these guys have to come to die?

Immediately, Lin Junhe opened the car door and got out of the car very calmly, and then looked at the shirtless man with a light face and said, "You have something to do with me?"

"Damn, is there anything you don't have a B number in your heart, can Lao Tzu still invite you to tea at night?"

Just when Lin Junhe was about to get rid of these guys early and go home to rest.

Suddenly, a few young people didn't know which tendon they had drawn, and they actually said to the shirtless man: "What do you want to do? Be careful that we call the police!"

"Report your spicy next door!" The bare-chested man suddenly glared, and directly slapped the mobile phone that one of them took out and fell to the ground.

A few people were dumbfounded, they were all more serious people, and they really hadn't met such unreasonable people and things.

Lin Junhe frowned, glanced at the shirtless man and said, "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

"Yo, I'll do it, what do you want?"

The bare-chested man was suddenly happy, snapped his fingers, and said to the man under his hand: "Xiao Qian, go fix him, this person doesn't seem to be very sober." ”

The little money immediately stepped forward with a smile, this is an opportunity to make a meritorious performance.

But when he officially glanced at Lin Junhe, he felt that something was wrong.

This man...... Why does it look familiar?

Suddenly, a figure flashed in his mind, coinciding with Lin Junhe, and then he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his eyes when he looked at Lin Junhe changed.

"You...... Are you Mr. Lin?" the man asked cautiously.

Lin Junhe nodded lightly.

Xiao Qian was suddenly stunned, damn it, how can you say that this person is familiar, isn't this the master who is trembling in front of Brother Qiang!

"What's the matter with you?" the bare-chested man looked at Xiao Qian with a puzzled face, this thing is pretending to be dead, imitating a wooden man.

"Brother Hai...... This...... This is Brother Qiang's friend......" Xiao Qian lowered his voice and said in fear.

When the bare-chested man heard this, he was stunned at first, and then when he reacted, he almost urinated.

Who is Brother Qiang?

The eldest brother of his eldest brother.

Uncle-level characters.

This one, do you know Brother Qiang?

Immediately, Brother Hai, the bare-chested man, showed the same expression as his grandson, looked at Lin Junhe and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, ahaha...... Let's go, we'll go. ”

They wanted to leave, but Lin Junhe was not ready to let them go so easily, smiled faintly, and looked at a few people: "Oh? Misunderstanding? You have so many people surrounding my car, you tell me that it is a misunderstanding?"

Brother Hai was suddenly frightened and sweated, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, we are here for a ride, just here to practice the fancy performance of motorcycles......

"Oh, then you can show me one. Lin Junhe said lightly.

When Brother Hai heard this, his face suddenly stiffened, I am grass, I really want to perform, I don't know, just talk nonsense.

However, after knowing that Lin Junhe's identity was not simple, he didn't dare to say a word, and immediately called a few of his subordinates over to discuss.

A few of Lin Junhe's little fans were dumbfounded, what's going on, what do those gangsters want to do?

In their doubts, the thugs did something that made them even more confused.

I saw them climb the mountain one by one, and then ...... Start stacking arhats on motorcycles.

Seeing more than a dozen people in different poses piled up on the motorcycle into a small mountain, several people were dumbfounded.

What is this doing, imitating the Indian Ahsan?

Looking at a few people, Lin Junhe smiled faintly and said, "Yes, if there are any other tricks, let's perform them." ”

When a few people heard this, they almost vomited blood, brother, where did we do this, I wasn't scared by you and forcibly made it.

"Ouch......"

I don't know who didn't stand firm on it, and fell out of the car all of a sudden, and then it triggered a chain reaction, and a lot of them fell, all of them rubbing their butts and screaming.

"Brother...... Let me tell you the truth, there is a king who gave me 5,000 yuan, let me smash your car, it is best to teach you a lesson, I just want to make a supper money......" Brother Hai said with a bitter face.

Falling off the motorcycle made his ass miserable.

"Who is it to teach me?" Lin Junhe frowned slightly, and there were many candidates in his heart.

"It's a guy surnamed Xu, it seems to be called something...... Composed...... Xu Zijie?" Brother Hai scratched his head and tried to recall.