infinite boiling

Chapter 590 Touching Porcelain
"A Maybach 1000 worth more than 62 million, aren't you afraid of scratches?" An Xiuru didn't refuse. She knew that Tang Zheng didn't care about these luxury cars, otherwise she wouldn't throw them in the garage at will. It's no problem to drive them for a while.

"When the Maybach is on the road, no one should avoid me. If it gets caught, who can afford it?" Liu Man just took a look at the gorgeous and noble appearance of the Maybach. Coupled with a driver in a black uniform and white gloves, it's really aristocratic."

"License issue, you can solve it yourself." Those cars are all French license plates, An Xiuru, who has always kept a low profile, is enough to have a Lexus, and she will never re-register them and drive them out.

"Xiu Ru, you're so kind." Liu Man raised her head, kissed her best friend, and begged, "You know I'm going to list, and it's going to be troublesome, so you can help me."

"Sister Xiuru, I won't eat anymore. I have something to do when I go out." Tang Zheng can't stay with a woman in translucent pajamas. If Xiuru doesn't say anything, she must be unhappy in her heart. He also wanted to give money to middle school students, and he also went to Chu Baichuan's house as a guest.

"Are you coming back tonight?" An Xiuru was a little disappointed, but she was too embarrassed to drive Liu Man away.

"En." Tang Zheng walked into the garage, took three red travel bags from his watch, and threw them into the Aston Martin ONE-077, which were full of bundles of hundred-yuan bills, each of which was bulging , a full 200 ​​million, in case of emergency.

Under the surprised gaze of the security guard, the supercar drove out of Jingshan Villa. Tang Zheng took out his mobile phone and dialed Yao Feng's number.

"Brother, I'm at school. I've decided to change my ways, eh? You're coming now, and I haven't prepared anything at home. I'll let my sister go home and cook now." The middle school student's tone was respectful and earnest, fearing that he would offend Tang Zheng .

"Why are you so noisy over there? I heard someone calling the network administrator, here is a bottle of Nutrition Express, and you still correct yourself, I think you are still depraved?" Tang Zheng reprimanded his head and face, and now middle school students are carrying mobile phones , How embarrassing for him to have the love that he only had when he went to college.

"Brother Yingming, I haven't come to school for a few days. My friends all said that I would come to the Internet cafe to play after a get-together. I promise to change it in the future." There was a mess of cheers on the side.

"Get out now." After Tang Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap. If Yao Feng was disobedient, he didn't mind giving up this kind of cannon fodder.

"Who is this? Talking so arrogantly, he thought it was your father? He told you to get out, and changed? You are already in the third year of junior high school. Even if you are reborn as Einstein, you don't even want to be admitted to an ordinary high school." The girl sitting next to Yao Feng playing Audition, stared at the screen in front of her, slapped the keyboard with her hands like a convulsion, and mocked Yao Feng in her mouth.

"Nonsense, he's my father. I'll see Brother Tang in a while. Be careful what you say, don't embarrass me." Yao Feng muttered, warning his bad friends.

Going home yesterday, Yao Feng was frightened. After all, the two classmates who entered the wooden horse room with him died, but until today, no policemen have questioned him.

"Do you still have face? You've already lost it." A middle school student teased Yao Feng, which made a group of people laugh. They often play together, and it's normal for them to joke with each other.

"Stop playing, go out and wait, you still have cigarettes." Yao Feng took off his earphones, straightened his clothes, "Today Brother Tang will give me 200 million, and I will invite you to dinner later."

"Just brag, he is your own father, and it is impossible for him to give you 100 million." The boys curled their lips in disbelief at all.

"Tch, why don't you say that I'm lucky to have a good brother." After all, the young man suddenly surpassed his peers in a certain way, so he couldn't help but want to show off.

"He really gave you 200 million?" The girl playing Audition dropped the mouse and looked at Yao Feng, "Why?"

"I can't tell." Yao Feng was not so stupid as to be hopeless, "Don't ask, anyway, there will be money to spend later."

"I want a big meal and an iPhone 4s!" The girl grabbed the second-year boy's arm and pulled him outside.

"No problem." Yao Feng raised his chin proudly.

"Why don't you call Brother Tang quickly, explain it, and say you are wrong." The girl was worried that Yao Feng would annoy Brother Tang, and the banknotes in her hand would fly away, so she just turned her head to remind him, but when she went out, she bumped into a man with a tattoo on her neck. A young gangster with a dragon tattoo.

"What are you doing here?" The girl was dissatisfied, there was no one there just now.

"Hey, you were the one who bumped into someone, okay? Apologize." There were seven gangsters in total, with cigarettes in their mouths, puffing.

"My back hurts. I must have damaged my kidney." The gangster who bumped into the girl squatted down holding his left waist, "Take me to the hospital."

The girl was dumbfounded. Looking at the pained expression on the gangster's face, it seemed that the bump was really serious. She was a little at a loss, and looked at Yao Feng and the others.

"It's okay if you don't go, just bring 1000 yuan." The gangsters finally revealed their purpose.

"Damn it, are you guys going to touch porcelain, right?" Finally, there are smart people, a middle school student with dyed yellow hair came to his senses, "I remembered, there was a group of people who were in a nearby Internet cafe recently, they were them. "

"Hey, don't talk nonsense without evidence. Be careful, I will sue you in court." The gangsters sang together, their voices getting louder and louder, accusing Yao Feng and others. After all, they are tall and powerful, and their momentum suppressed them.

"You guys are the ones who touch porcelain, the last time I saw..." Before Huang Mao could finish speaking, a gangster came up to him and slapped him on the face.

"I told you to stop talking nonsense. What's the matter if you don't understand people's language? Let's go, let's go to the hospital for an injury check." The gangster coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and spit it on the yellow wool coat, with a rather arrogant expression.

They have done a lot of things like extortion. As for middle school students calling the police?The big deal is that if you really torture yourself and get some wounds, middle school students can only suffer from being dumb. If you are a rascal to this point, you only have one life left to squander. In the end, you can buy a bottle of safflower oil and rub it, and you can earn hundreds of dollars.

"There are seven of you, more than 140 yuan each, remember it clearly, and bring it tomorrow." The gangsters don't dare to ask for too much, they know the seriousness, and besides, middle school students can just find an excuse to buy reference books, and they can get money from their parents at home. It's easy to get out of your hands.

"Yao Feng, didn't you say Brother Tang would give you 200 million? Just give them 1000 yuan." The girl was still pretending to be calm, with an expression of disdain for chatting with the gangster.

"200 million? Bragging is really not a draft." The gangsters looked at each other and joked, "Who believes who is a fool?"

"What kind of money do you give me? I'll hit ten of this kind of stuff. If Brother Tang knows that I've been blackmailed, I'll definitely be looked down upon." Yao Feng thought he had experienced a trip in the Trojan horse game and had completely transformed himself. Without further ado, he ran towards the gangster.

Among Yao Feng's friends, there were still two who were more sincere, and they rushed forward without any hesitation.

"Fools." The gangsters pulled out the swinging sticks at their waists, swung them away, and swung them towards the waists of the three reckless men, knocking them to the ground.

Although Yao Feng is wearing a protective suit, he has doubled his abilities, but his points are too few to exchange for double his agility. Now he is about the same as ordinary people. It’s hell if he doesn’t get beaten up. There are a lot of bad fights, and experience alone will force him to eat.

Seeing the address text message from Yao Feng, Tang Zheng frowned slightly, but did not call back, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards Heping Road.

"Fuck, come out and look, supercar, Ferrari." A teenager who just walked out of the Internet cafe suddenly shouted, and there was an immediate commotion in the Internet cafe, and people rushed out. Ferrari, that is a luxury car that can only be seen on TV. Cars, young people want to feast their eyes.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and after half a month of gloom, crystal clear winter snow finally drifted down on this cold morning, and after a while, it covered the road like a goose feather.

The engine of ONE-77 roared, like a monster floating up from the deep sea, piercing through the swirling winter snow, and stopped in front of the Internet cafe.

The swan-wing door opened, and Tang Zheng, dressed in casual clothes, came out, glanced at the Internet cafe, took out his mobile phone, and called Yao Feng.

"Is this a Ferrari? Are you out of your mind? This is a 5000 million Aston Martin ONE-77, okay?" A gangster who likes to tinker with cars yelled loudly, despising the guy who called Ferrari just now, showing off his strength Knowledge.

Hearing the numbers reported by the gangsters, the young people gasped suddenly, staring at the sports car more eagerly, and some began to take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"Haha, did you see that? The front of the car was damaged. This guy must have terrible driving skills." A gangster who can drive ridiculed Tang Zheng, trying to regain some sense of superiority.

"He didn't go to the auto repair shop, why did he park his sports car here? Could it be that he came to pick up female students? Then he should go to the nearby art academy?"

Everyone was guessing about Tang Zheng's identity and purpose when Yao Feng's cell phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone was very loud when a strange ghost entered the village, which startled everyone and shivered.

"You're looking for death, hang up the phone immediately." The gangster slapped Yao Feng on the face, and then went to take a photo of the supercar, envious, "If I have such a sports car, it's easy to catch a beautiful sister?"

"Brother Tang, I'm in an Internet cafe. Someone touches me and I won't let you go." Yao Feng answered the phone and immediately began to complain.

Tang Zheng frowned, looked up, glanced at the snowy sky, and walked towards the Internet cafe, but stopped after a few steps, returned to the car, leaned in, and pulled out an aluminum alloy baseball bat.

I have to go to Chu Baichuan's house today, Tang Zheng doesn't want to get blood all over him, it's too rude.

Tang Zheng hung up the phone, took a baseball bat, walked across the street calmly, and walked towards the Internet cafe as if on an outing.

"Hey, isn't this guy coming to fight?"

"Who is it? How dare you mess with someone who drives a 5000 million supercar? Stand up and let us look up to you?"

"Run fast, can you afford it?"

Everyone was making noise, joking about the unlucky ghost who was going to be beaten later.

(End of this chapter)