Fake Prodigal

Chapter 44 The Hurricane Club

After a crazy night, Li Hao was exhausted physically and mentally after practicing the wonderful one-step-to-the-sky, so he fell asleep when he got home, and slept until noon.

After Li Hao had finished his lunch, his mobile phone rang cheerful music. He glanced at the incoming call, and Chen Hao's father called, and he picked it up casually, and a hearty voice sounded from the opposite side: "Student Li, you can pick up the car, Xiali has fixed it!"

"Thank you uncle, I'll be there right away!" Li Hao said excitedly.

"Okay!" The other party hung up the phone.

Li Hao packed his phone and walked to the hall, looked at Father Li who was taking the pulse of the aunt, and said softly: "I went out to play, I don't know what time I will be back."

"Come back early, let's go play!" Father Li said lightly, indifferently.

Li Hao nodded, walked out of the hospital, got on the No. [-] bus, and rushed to the Shengli Repair Factory.

The Shengli repair factory was dilapidated, and Li Hao walked into the bright workshop with fallen leaves all over the floor, and saw the long-lost Qishou Xiali, the car body was still the same with peeling paint and wear.

"According to what you mean, except for the outer shell, the interior has been changed. You should test the car for three days first, and pay the final payment when you are satisfied!" Father Chen patted the car body and said confidently.

"Thank you so much. I'm going to test the car, and the money will be given to Chen Hao, no problem!" Li Hao opened the car door and got in.

"Okay! Drive carefully, the car is full of gas!" Father Chen said lightly, holding his arms.

"Goodbye!" Li Hao stepped on the accelerator hard, and a cloud of black smoke came out from the rear of the car. With a howl, he rushed to the factory building with a whistling dust, and a fallen leaf was blown away.

Father Chen was dumbfounded, watching Xiali rushing out of the repair shop like a rocket, surrounded by dust, he wiped the dust from his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cursed: "The brat is crazy, he didn't drive like that, no Let's test drive!"

Father Chen is very depressed, please Li Hao don't have any accidents, the car can survive for three days safely, don't suddenly fall apart, it will be a disaster!
On the outer ring expressway, there was little traffic, Xiali drove to [-] mph, and the speed reached the limit. Li Hao was in high spirits and full of passion. His fingers were trembling.

"It's great, even if it can't catch up with Ferrari, it's almost there!" Li Hao was elated, the car stopped on the side of the road, and called Lin Yifei, who was connected quickly.

"Xiao Lizi, go racing at night, don't do anything during the day!" Lin Yifei's lazy voice came through the microphone.

"Xiali has changed, but I can't get over it." Li Hao said.

"No time, I'm doing SPA, surprise me tonight! Goodbye!" Lin Yifei said softly.

"Bye!" Li Hao hung up the phone, drove home, had a full rest, and charged the car for the night.

At ten o'clock in the evening, an old Xiali and a luxurious Ferrari drove into the entrance of Panshan Road in the eastern suburbs one after the other.

At the foot of the mountain stands a brightly lit building with as many as eighteen floors. In the Qianping parking lot, there are all kinds of luxury sports cars parked. The searchlight rotated back and forth, illuminating the surroundings.

Xiali and Ferrari drove into the parking lot. Lin Yifei walked out of the Ferrari with her head held high, pointed to the building in front of her, looked at Li Hao beside her, and introduced: "This building is a racing club, where two racing competitions are held in a month. Open a gamble, and everyone can bet."

"It's the first time I heard that Nandu is still a Hurricane Club." Li Hao followed Lin Yifei and walked straight to the building.

"There are so many clubs, all kinds of clubs, but they are all membership-based. Without a member's introduction, you can't get in through the door."

Concubine Lin put on light makeup and dressed in a trendy way. Her waterfall black hair fluttered in the wind, her beautiful blue eyes glowed brightly, and she was glamorous with an air of arrogance, and her black leather jacket exuded a mysterious beauty.

"Damn it! There are so many security guards!" Li Hao exclaimed. In front of the Hurricane Club, there were two rows of security guards standing in front of the Hurricane Club.

"The security here is so strict that no one can get in." Concubine Lin Yifei walked briskly to the gate of the club with her head held high and her chest held high.

"Hello, Miss Lin!" A group of security guards saluted and applauded, giving Concubine Lin Yi enough face.

Concubine Lin Yi waved her hands arrogantly, and said coldly: "This is the friend I introduced, you can go in."

"Of course! Ms. Lin, please!" The security captain looked at Li Hao who was all dressed up, curled his lips contemptuously, and said respectfully.

Li Hao ignored the disdainful gazes of the security guards around him, and walked into the lobby arrogantly, violent metal rock rushed towards his face, and the shrill music made the floor vibrate.

In the luxurious lobby, the five-color spotlights rotated, and there was a din of voices. Hundreds of boys and girls gathered on the dance floor, jumping and dancing, as if no one was there, having a great time.

Both men and women wear luxurious clothes and wear famous brands. They obviously come from a wealthy family. Most of them are wealthy here. Rich ladies are very rare. Most of the women are young and beautiful actors and models.

Concubine Lin Yifei didn't stay in the lobby, she took Li Hao to the eighth floor by elevator, when the elevator door opened, an elegant symphony sounded, in the elegantly decorated lobby, guests sat together in groups, elegant gentlemen, The women are elegant and dignified, chatting happily and drinking red wine, which is far superior to the noisy lobby.

With a smile on her face, Lin Yifei came to an uncle in a suit and leather shoes, and said charmingly: "Hello, Uncle Guan, let me introduce a member and go through the formalities."

Uncle Guan glanced at Li Hao, who was neither humble nor overbearing, he glanced at the stalls all over his body, and then at the golden labor on his wrist, nodded slightly, and said kindly: "At the front desk, open a membership card for this gentleman."

"Understood, manager!" The girl at the front desk had a very sweet voice and was very efficient in handling things. Li Hao walked to the front desk, added a form, and the membership card was processed.

Concubine Lin and Uncle Guan had a lively chat, looking at Li Hao from time to time, discussing something, Li Hao finished his membership card and returned to Concubine Lin with a smile.

"Uncle Guan, it's okay for my friend to participate in the car race!" Concubine Lin was full of expectations, waiting for Uncle Guan's answer. Uncle Guan was silent for a while, and before he could speak, a sharp and vicious voice came from the seat beside him.

"Of course not. Where did Diaosi come from? He still wants to participate in the drag race. Stop dreaming."

The men and women around looked sideways at the owner of the voice. Li Hao had a weird look on his face, his eyes flashed coldly, and when he saw a familiar face, his face darkened. Why did this guy appear? That bowl of Malatang worked.

Di Jun had a full face, staring at Li Hao contemptuously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he was dressed like a dog, a brand-name casual suit, shiny pointed-toed leather shoes, he looked very naughty.

"Young Master Di is too lenient. Anyone who wants to participate in the racing competition needs your permission?" Lin Yifei's pretty face was slightly cold, her beautiful eyes were rounded, and she said in a mocking tone.

"I don't care about other people participating, but I can't hold silk, he is not qualified!" Di Jun said harshly, clearly trying to run on Li Hao. He can't offend Concubine Lin Yi, but he doesn't care about Li Hao. Li Hao's dignity fell to Concubine Lin Yi's face.

"Young Master Di is right. This kid looks like a slut at first glance. How can he be qualified to enter the drag racing competition? He is not even qualified to enter the racing club. Everyone agrees?"

The guests around were in an uproar, pointing and talking in low voices. Concubine Lin Yifei's pretty face was covered with frost, and her beautiful eyes were getting colder and colder. Li Hao was introduced by her. Li Hao lost face, so she naturally lost face.

"Sao|baby, get out and warm the bed, there is no place for you to talk here!" Li Hao's face was ashen, his eyes were murderous, and he swept across the beautiful girl's delicate body.

"You. You. You." The pretty girl was inexplicably terrified, feeling cold all over her body, and took three steps back in fear, speechless in astonishment.

"Remember, you are Miss Lin's bodyguard. It seems that you have two skills." Di Jun didn't take it seriously. As the Shaodong of Brilliant Construction, he saw too many fierce men on the road. , No, you have to kneel!

"There is a kind of competition, and you also end up racing, dare you?" Li Hao shouted.

"Hahaha! You're not qualified, you're not qualified, come back when you get rich." Di Jun laughed arrogantly, ignoring the aggressive method, and looked at Li Hao mockingly.

"You bastard!" Li Hao said contemptuously.

Lin Yifei pursed her moist lips, looked at Uncle Guan who was watching the joke, and said angrily, "Uncle Guan, I offered 800 million to support Li Hao to enter the competition, is there any problem?"

Uncle Guan frowned, looked meaningfully at Concubine Lin Yi, then at Li Hao, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Miss Lin spends a lot of money, women don't give in to women, betting 800 million Liting, everything is not a problem !"

Di Jun raised his eyebrows, his face became more and more ugly, and he said in a cold tone: "Uncle Guan, he didn't say what kind of car he was driving, so why did you agree to it?"

Uncle Guan calmed down, ignored Di Shao, and said casually: "What kind of car does Li Shao drive, please register first."

Li Hao looked calm, took out a crumpled cigarette, lit it in his mouth, exhaled a snow-white smoke, and spoke loudly.

"Old Xiali!"

"What, say it again!" Uncle Guan said with his eyes wide open in horror.

"The old Xiali, the fuchsia one!" Li Hao said impassionedly.

Di Jun sneered crazily, his mouth and eyes crooked with joy, he swayed to and fro, pointed at Li Hao, and said dumbfoundingly: "You are Qingshan Hospital, you are so funny when you come out!"

The men and women around laughed loudly, and the laughter became louder and louder. Countless looks of disdain swept over the expressionless Li Hao, and everyone found the topic, sarcasm, and discussions.

"It's too funny, let the donkey kick your head!"

"Wrong, the broom head caught in the elevator door!"

"Crazy, forgot to take medicine!"

"A wonderful flower!"

"A bunch of big idiots!" Concubine Lin had a strange expression, with a half-smile, secretly slandering, she had seen Li Hao's modified Xiali, the speed was no worse than a sports car, plus Li Hao's outstanding driving skills, she definitely had a chance to win the first place.

"Uncle Guan, register!" Li Hao was still calm, his eyes were full of melancholy, his figure was bleak and lonely, and he spit out a string of smoke rings, as if full of mystery and many stories.

"Miss Lin, the registration can't be changed. I'll ask again, I'm sure I'm going to drive Xiali!" Uncle Guan had a serious face, and his eyes signaled Lin Yifei to ask this kid to change cars. Since the start of the racing competition, Xiali has never been on the field.

"No change!" Lin Yifei nodded confidently, her eyes full of firmness.

The melodious symphony reverberated in the lobby, and countless playful eyes swept over Lin Yifei. Lin Yifei is a very smart girl, but she also has a stupid moment. Could it be that she has hit the devil!
"Hey, I'm going to participate in the drag race too, and I'm driving a Maserati, please trouble Uncle Guan." Di Jun smirked slyly, his face was full of arrogance, and he looked at Li Hao provocatively. fuck you!
"No problem, register with Di Shao!" Uncle Guan had a weird expression, and ran out of a Xiali out of nowhere. Is this a spoof racing race?
Standing in the distance was a young man who killed Matt, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bronze skin, and three rhinestone earrings on one ear. .

The young man wore a red airplane head, a brown leather jacket covered with metal rings, blue jeans full of holes, dressed in a trendy and alternative way, he walked up to Di Jun, shook his head, glanced at Li Hao, smirked slyly, and said jokingly : "It's interesting, Di Shao is on the stage, how can I, Ah Chao, not be on the stage!"

(End of this chapter)