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"Haha, it's okay, I just don't want Mr. Long Wenfeng to run for provincial council successfully," Director Pang stated his goal generously.

"Mr. Long," Li Bin was startled, considered with an extremely ugly face, sighed and begged: "Director, it seems that my son can't do it now, but can you give me a way out? That's a member of the council."

Director Pang put away his gun and said with a smile: "Of course it's no problem. Afterwards, you will be rewarded with 100 million yuan, and your family will be transferred to other provinces. Maybe you will be promoted to a higher level because of it."

Li Bin nodded helplessly: "I hope you believe what you say," but he felt relieved. It is not a big deal to pour dirty water on a city councilor. His own life is not in danger. My contacts have to collapse, and I have to start all over again when I go to other provinces.

Thinking of this, he went back to teach his son: "Listen to Director Pang, and say what you say. This is a big matter for our family, young and old."

Young Master Li nodded nervously. He didn't understand why these adults were so nervous. Didn't he just let himself say that Mr. Long is the commander behind the Shenyao Group? But when he thought of being able to reward 100 million afterwards, he couldn't help swallowing. Although he couldn't get all the money, his father would always give him tens of thousands of pocket money.

Seeing that both of them agreed, Director Pang winked, and his two men put away their guns, helped untie Young Master Li's rope with a smile, and chatted politely.

"Okay, time is running out, let's go to the TV station now, when we get there, someone will teach our children how to say it," Pang Ju waved his hand and went out first, and the Li family father and son were naturally escorted away by two policemen. I got this room, but Young Master Li is very excited now. It’s really cool to be able to get money and go on TV, but his father is completely desperate. He even prepared the news organization. I guess many people want grassroots councilors. It's over, but it's good to be over, at least I can't take revenge on my son.

The City Police Department is celebrating the victory, while the other district bureaus have entered a state of emergency. Some branch chiefs have pressed the number for help from the City Bureau several times, but in the end they gave up calling for various reasons. Fighting, the police assistants below have to follow those rioters who are wrecking everywhere besides running and breaking their legs. It is believed that countless policemen will suffer from alopecia tonight.

Chen Shihao didn't know what the situation was like now. After he received the compliment call from Li Xia, he knew that he had completed more than half of the mission, and now his sole purpose was to let the Shenyao Group know the existence of his Flame Group before 12 o'clock. After 12 o'clock, I really don't bother to care about Shenyaotuan's affairs, because I can go home by then.

Chen Shihao drove his roaring motorcycle slowly around the street, and when he was about to turn into an alley, there was a piercing and loud whistling sound in the sky, Chen Shihao couldn't help but change his face, it was as loud as an air defense siren The whistling sound was made by human mouths, and not long after the sound rang, Chen Shihao vaguely heard the sound of many motorcycles coming from this direction, so he couldn't help but stop immediately and look around.

And those policemen naturally heard the piercing whistling sound, and saw that the thugs who were destroying stopped their sabotage after the sound appeared, started the locomotive and drove towards the place where the whistling sound came from, and reported Finally, the main station who got the news gave them a relieved answer: "Attention all units, there are signs of a gathering of the Shenyao Brigade's bosozoku."

"Damn, these bastards are about to escape, everyone go and block them, they have been arrogant in front of us all night, now it's our turn to show off," the police immediately understood what this meant, looking at the destroyed streets and The facility was so angry that everyone rushed towards the place where the gangsters gathered. I really didn't believe that so many policemen in one branch could not handle dozens of gangsters.

Chen Shihao didn't know if he was lucky or not. The intersection about [-] meters ahead of him turned out to be the gathering place for these Shenyao groups. Seeing motorcycles approaching quickly, dozens of them were gathered quickly, and he was eager to prepare I followed, but when I saw that they seemed to be counting the number of people, I couldn't help but stop with a click.

The people of Shenyao Group were indeed counting the number of people, and they obviously found that one was missing. A large number of policemen are coming here.

"Damn it, rush out," the rider in the head immediately drove his motorcycle and ran towards the policeman. The policeman who only held a pistol and a baton naturally dodged immediately. They couldn't even swing the baton without the order, let alone drive away. The gun was fired, so the group of gangsters rushed out of the police encirclement immediately, roaring.

Several policemen aimed their guns at the figure of the gangster, but they didn't shoot because of the reason. One of the policemen slammed his police cap angrily and shouted: "I'm so useless as a policeman. I'm quitting." The gun was handed over to an officer, who then turned away, ignoring the dissuasion of the others.

Chen Shihao just glanced at this policeman with such a personality curiously, and drove his car to chase those gangsters, because the gangsters who were about to evacuate did not run around in the alleys and alleys, but ran directly towards Zhonghai Avenue, Chen Shihao Feeling confident, a super sports car like Y2K immediately exerted its strength, and roared up Zhonghai Avenue in a short while, catching up with the Shenyao Group, which was swaying left and right on the empty avenue.

Later, I noticed the gangster in Chen Shihao's car, and immediately four cars slowed down, clamping Chen Shihao in an inverted U shape, and the gangster on the left raised his helmet mirror, revealing a young man with a rebellious look. He first bared his teeth and stared. He shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death, you dare to follow our Shenyao Group," but soon his eyes widened, and he whistled subconsciously: "Damn, it's actually Y2K,"

As soon as the name came out, the four gangsters immediately shouted, and the group of motorcycles in front also slowed down. The gangster who yelled at Chen Shihao screamed and ran to the front, and ran back after a while, holding a metal rod at Chen Shihao. Shouted: "Boy, we will send the fastest driver to compete with you. According to the rules, the winner will get the opponent's motorcycle,"

Chen Shihao looked at the bosozoku who had already surrounded him, and couldn't help but ask, "Racing,"

"Damn, of course it's a racing car, so it's still a fight. I can beat three of you like me alone. If it's more than a fight, isn't it that our Shenyao Group bullies you? We won't do such a despicable thing," the boy ran away. The clan roared arrogantly.

Looking at this skinny young bosozoku, Chen Shihao was a little puzzled, one beat himself and three, let's talk big, his car is a Y2K, since they know the goods, how dare they race against him, when he was wondering, surrounded him The gangsters had already made way for a gap, and a motorcycle rushed towards this side quickly, and then braked lightly on the spot to turn, and it was so side by side with Chen Shihao.

Chen Shihao looked at this obviously high-end motorcycle, but he didn't know the brand. Looking at the extremely superb driving skills, his heart sank, because he just remembered that he didn't have much time to learn how to drive a motorcycle. No matter how good this car is, it's useless, such a self dares to race with others.

"Get to the pier from here, grab a handful of sand and turn back, whoever is the fastest wins," the bosozoku with a metal rod shouted, pointing at the end of the avenue.

Wharf, where is it, oops, no, I don’t want to race cars, but before Chen Shihao, a novice, can object, this bosozoku is already waving in front of him with a scarf and shouting: “Get ready!”

The opponent's motorcycle roared immediately, and as soon as he was forced by someone, Chen Shihao subconsciously breathed in neutral, and the other motorcycles onlookers also breathed in neutral, and the roar immediately sounded in this avenue. Under such an atmosphere, Chen Shihao had already Unexpectedly, she refused, and subconsciously grabbed the clutch, shifted gears, and was always ready to start.

The bosozoku who gave the order flicked his scarf and shouted: "Start," the motorcycle next to him rushed out instantly with a bang, while Chen Shihao's movement was even louder, rumbling and walking on a single wheel with the front of the car raised high After walking for more than ten meters, they started to catch up with all their strength. The other bosozokus laughed loudly when they saw this scene, and then followed up one by one.

In the beginning, Chen Shihao drove the motorcycle reflexively. However, when driving at night, he could only see a distance of about [-] meters in front of him, and the surroundings were pitch black. Coupled with the increasing speed, he, who was an absolute novice, soon began to turn pale. He wanted to release the accelerator several times, but he still couldn't control the hand that twisted the accelerator tightly, so his speed became faster and faster, and his face became paler and paler.

Seeing that the speedometer hit 120, and it was still rising rapidly, Chen Shihao broke out in cold sweat, with a look of panic in his eyes, but at this moment, the motorcycle roaring in front suddenly slowed down. When the motorcycles were in parallel, Chen Shihao's opponent suddenly had one free hand, clenched his fist and stretched out his thumb to compare, then something happened that made Chen Shihao exclaimed, this opponent actually came forward and kicked Chen Shihao violently locomotive.

With a bang, Chen Shihao was kicked so that the front of the car tilted. Before he could react, the car carried him directly through the guardrail and rushed down the hillside of the road, but the culprit stopped the car , turned over the helmet mirror, revealing a young man with an arrogant expression on his face. The young man looked at the breach in the guardrail with disdain, and sneered to himself: "This kind of garbage with such a slow speed dares to race with the young master and me based on this speed. What a shame!" Wasting my time, master, do I care about your Y2K, master, go to hell." Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at the looming headlights behind him, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I hate you bullshit trash the most , go home and go online," After finishing speaking, he put down the helmet mirror, started the motorcycle, ignored those screaming companions, turned around and left,