Chapter 641 Mysterious Car Accident

  12:10.

   Late at night, there are few vehicles on the Second Ring Road.

  Without the concern of disturbing the residents, the scattered security vehicles gradually gathered together to form a long convoy driving on the North Second Ring Road.

   "You just vomited all over, how can that sapi thing still be promoted?"

  In the Audi car, Ermao asked angrily.

   Zhao Song said calmly: "People have been wronged, and he is still in office for a short time, so X's successor has not yet been selected."

   "A pig does a better job sitting on it than he does."

   "That might be the case," Zhao Song said with a smile. "He has made me a house for the past few years in office."

   After he finished speaking, he sighed and said helplessly, "Although it's not good to gamble, but don't give up the money you hand."

   "Brother, what are you doing?" Er Mao had two square eyes, but brother just said that he was still in office for a short time.

   "Using junior high school math knowledge, make a simple double betting plan, just keep buying Chinese football and lose." Zhao Song pouted, "They are also at the junior high school level."

  “…”

  As a veteran fan, Er Mao's face instantly sank. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by a roar that was getting closer and closer.

   "Brother." Ermao reminded in a deep voice that as an experienced and professionally trained driver, let him instantly understand the situation behind him.

   "Enter the middle lane and drive at an average speed."

  Er Mao hurriedly turned on the turn signal, waited for a smooth lane change, took out the walkie-talkie behind him, and unplugged the headphone cable.

   "Boss," the invisible man's steady voice came from the walkie-talkie, "It's 7 supercars, led by professional drivers, with an unknown purpose."

   Zhao Song picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Are they speeding?"

   "Suddenly slowed down behind us, now driving normally, don't know what to do."

   Listening to the roar behind him, Zhao Song pondered for a moment, and ordered: "All the cars behind slow down and get behind them to prevent social vehicles from overtaking."

   "Boss?!" The invisible man questioned.

   "You know what's going on with my car, they can't hit me together."

"……clear."

   "The two vehicles ahead have changed lanes, both inside and outside."

   The two cars that understood Zhao Song's intentions quickly completed the lane change, forming an inverted 'pin' formation that completely blocked the main road of the Second Ring Road.

  If the supercar team is provocative, they will pass through the gap of less than 4 meters; if they are safe, the emergency stop is the safest option.

   "Er Mao, change the mode."

  “Clap~”

The    cover opened, revealing the hidden red button, which Er Mao pressed excitedly.

   "Boom~"

   The W12 engine, which has been suppressed for a long time, is like a beast that has been awakened, using the hidden dual exhaust pipes to emit a roar no less than that of a rear supercar.

"elder brother?"

   "Wait." Zhao Song said in a deep voice, he has played all the models in the back in the United States, so he can't tell the truth, but the sound of releasing the accelerator is clear, for no other reason, he is timid.

The    supercar team didn't make them wait long, and soon the lead car came up.

  The gap is very large, and you can pass it with a bold kick of the accelerator without a professional driver.

  “Om~”

   "Fuck!"

   As the lead car brushed the Audi to overtake, Er Mao scolded angrily.

   The purpose of super running is clear - provocation!

"elder brother."

   "Wait."

   Zhao Song closed his eyes and listened carefully to the roar.

  One, two, three.

   There is a Porsche in the back.

   Zhao Song smiled, the car is a good car, but if the floor oil is loose, the engine will fluctuate slightly.

  “Om~”

   "Come~"

   Porsche quickly tied with Audi, but the change in the distance between the two cars is not the performance of floor oil.

   He loosened up.

   Zhao Song smiled: "Step on!"

  Er Mao clenched the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.

   "Boom~"

   "Bang~"

   “Duang~~Duang~DDD~”

"what is this?"

  In the car, Zhao Song and Er Mao were stunned and rolled over the **** of the car.

   "Er Mao, your TM is overspeeding?"

   "No!" Er Mao was wronged.

   Zhao Song quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and roared, "What's the situation?"

   "It's probably an assembled truck from a roadside shop," came the steady voice of the invisible man, "Boss, I've seen the driver, everyone is fine."

   Such an expensive car, not to mention the speed of over 80, as long as you wear a seat belt, even if you go faster, it is still safe.

   But Zhao Song didn't expect that there would be a lot of money here...

   TM's assembled trucks join in the fun?

  …

   Audi slowed down, passed the supercar team, and slowly stopped on the side of the road.

  “Shu~”

  Er Mao took out his stick, turned around and asked, "Brother, did you forget the security plan?"

   Zhao Song waved his hand angrily: "Do your thing."

"Oh."

  Er Mao got out of the car, leaned against the back door tightly, glanced at the situation around him, then raised his stick, pointed at the young people gathered together, and shouted loudly, "Stop, it's not easy to approach."

  “呲呲呲~”

  The security car came up.

  The invisible man quickly came to Er Mao, put his right hand into his shirt, and stared at the young people.

   "Stop!"

   The leading young man suddenly stood up and stretched out his hands to stop his companion:

   "I...we just want to ask how to solve it."

   "Wait."

   At this time, four security guards have surrounded Xiao Young.

  “呲~”

   A Mercedes-Benz and an Audi stopped side by side, with only enough space to open the doors.

   Then, as if acting countless times, the Mercedes-Benz driver quickly got out of the car and stood in front of the gap between the two cars. Ermao ran into the driver's seat. At the same time, the invisible man quickly filled the gap behind, making the gap between the two cars leak-proof.

"Safety."

   "Listen to my password, three, two, one, go!"

   A figure quickly rushed from Audi to Mercedes-Benz, and Zhao Song quickly completed the transfer.

   As for getting out of the car and pretending to slap your face? He thought, but that's impossible, this is the biggest lesson after being capricious in America.

   Mercedes-Benz started, and quickly left the scene under the **** of two security vehicles.

  “…”

   When the young people recovered from the shock, they realized that a serious middle-aged man was already standing in front of them.

   "This is my client's carte blanche. Please stay where the accident car is. The traffic police will arrive immediately. Because the client's identity is special, we need to go public, and there is no room for negotiation."

   "Okay, then we'll wait."

   The leader took his companions back to the convoy, comforted the accident driver whose legs were shaking, and then picked up the phone.

   "Hello?" came the confused voice of prosperity.

   The leader pursed his lips and looked serious: "Brother, something happened, I need you and Sister Zhao Rong to deal with it together."

"What's up?"

   "We hit Zhao Song."

  “…”

   The leader took off the phone and waited until Xing Sheng finished cursing before sticking it to his ear again.

   "Can't you say hello to the traffic police?"

   "Brother, 6 of the 7 cars are combined, I don't have that ability."

  “…”

   "Brother, I can't tell you about this. After knowing that the old man called Zhao Song, everyone was very excited, and everyone was shaken by you. They didn't listen to me at all."

   "...Wait." Xing Sheng hung up the phone angrily.

   The leader lowered his head and hung up the phone, not seeing him pull the corners of his mouth.

  …………

   In the fast-moving Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Song was dialing a number with an area code. After hanging up with the other party, he closed his eyes and rested. No one saw his fleeting smile.

  …………

   2003, June 15, 0:45 am.

   This is a very ordinary time, maybe it is special for some people, such as Zhao Song.

The reason why    is special is that in Paris, which is a full six hours slower than the capital, there is a performance sponsored by Tesla.

An 18-year-old girl stepped onto the stage full of 'T' characters, and under the gaze of the red-eared man, she sang Madonna's song "A Beautiful Island in Spring", twisting the The monster's waist.

  Some people say that she is the most beautiful woman in the universe, but Zhao Song has no opinion.

   By the way, that woman's name is Alizee. French diva!

   It is always said that rebirth can make up for regrets, but Zhao Song still regretted not appearing in the twisting scene in his life, which made his hatred for Xingsheng and others rise to another level.

  …………

  1:00.

  The car stopped slowly.

   Zhao Song opened his sleepy eyes: "Arrived?"

   "Brother, you better look out the window."

   Zhao Song pretended to overdo it, and then his saliva flowed down instantly.

   opened the door, got out of the car, and took the two strings of big waists, Zhao Song smiled:

   "Grandma Gui, why haven't you closed the stall yet?"

  Grandma Gui smiled and looked at Zhao Song, who was eating his kidneys: "The workers on the evening shift are scattered, so the stall is closed."

   "Grandma Gui, I'll take care of your waist, you have to take care of your health."

   "Got it, got it," Grandma Gui happily closed her mouth, "Come here whenever you want, and keep it for you."

   "Okay~"

   Zhao Song promised with a smile, feeling extremely satisfied.

  Rich and face, this may be the life he yearns for, not a day full of conspiracies and calculations every minute and every second.

   "Mr. Zhao, grilled sausage, eat it with confidence, from Shuanghui."

   "Okay~"

   "Mr. Zhao, Mao Dan, I picked the one for you with the cubs."

"okay."

   "Mr. Zhao, Teppanyaki with leek rolls, you vomited a lot tonight, can you make up for it?"

   "Okay~"

   What a good life like this, Zhao Song thought happily, victory or defeat may not be so important.

   But he doesn't know that for many people, his victory or defeat has always been important.

  …………

  As the night shift workers all left, people started to close the stalls and clean up. The next shift was already at six in the morning, which is the world of early stalls.

   Today's vendors are a bit unusual.

After cleaning up and receiving it, put the cart at the designated place, and the people behind them gathered together to chat in twos and threes. At the same time, they also walked towards the nearest bank branch, where there were already several old men and women queuing up. .

  4:00 positive.

  Liu Ke was awakened by a friend's phone call. When he realized the seriousness of the matter and came to the bank branch of the Industrial Park, he was stunned by the two rows of lines that could not be seen.

   What's more troublesome is how many bank branches there are in the industrial park, there are such long two-row queues, and even other places in Pyeongchang District...

  Tesla in Pyeongchang District is like this, what about the Shenzhou that Zhao Song gave away? Shenzhou listing and housing reform in Jiuxianqiao area do not know how many companies and individuals have been completed.

   There are also DK in Dianhai, Xiaohe Village, and by the way, Zhonghai, there should be a bit of knowledge there, wouldn’t they just know how useful cash is like here?

  Liu Ke didn't dare to think about it, he picked up the phone tremblingly.

   (end of this chapter)