League of Legends Supreme Throne

Chapter 300

The heavy snow fell more and more heavily, and within a short time, most of the Sanxiang province seemed to be covered with a layer of light veil.

Wrapped in silver, it is extraordinarily enchanting.

Because the body reaction speed of Blue Star people is generally much faster than that in the virtual world, the maximum speed limit of the high speed is 300km/h.

On the expressway of Xingcheng, the McLaren supercar roared like a beast that had been unsealed, and carried Luo Yun all the way westward.

In the evening, Luo Yun came to his second destination - Yuncheng.

After leaving the Sanxiang Province, the weather suddenly became a lot warmer, especially when we arrived in Yuncheng, a city known as a city that is like spring all the year round.

In the evening, not only was there no cold wind raging in Yuncheng, on the contrary, there was a hint of warmth. The aroma of all kinds of snacks on the roadside kept teasing Luo Yun's nose.

Luo Yun first had a fight with Chen Cheng today, and then drove for several hours in a row. At this moment, his stomach is already empty.

Moreover, he has never paid much attention to food.

Luo Yun found a place at random and parked the car. As soon as he got out of the car, he said to the stall owner who was busy: "Boss, what are you doing? How much is one more?"

The stall owner looked at Luo Yun, then at the car behind Luo Yun, and couldn't help swallowing.

This person's clothes and car are probably worth a lot.
Before the stall owner could answer, Luo Yun grabbed a cake from the stall and stuffed it into his mouth, asking vaguely, "Well, it's delicious, how do you sell this cake?"

As soon as the snacks were mentioned, the stall owner immediately became interested. He introduced incessantly: "Brother, the one you ate is called crispy salt pancakes. It costs 2 yuan each. This salt pancake has spread a lot." New Years, it is our classic snack”

"And this tofu skin"

"And this peace cake"

"Mmmm."

Luo Yun nodded and gobbled it up. He was standing on the side of the road, and under the enthusiastic introduction of the stall owner, he swept through the snacks that the stall owner had prepared.

Seeing Luo Yun's down-to-earth attitude, the stall owner couldn't help but smile.

Luo Yun's way of eating is undoubtedly an affirmation of his craftsmanship.

"Brother, take it easy, I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Thank you."

"Brother, look at you, are you a martial artist?"

"Um"

Hearing the words, the stall owner couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You martial arts practitioners are good. If you are in good health, you should eat more. If it were me, no matter how delicious the food is, I would be full if I am amazing."

"Hey, maybe not."

Luo Yun didn't say any more, and continued to aim at the next snack.

While fiddling with his handiwork skillfully, the stall owner asked, "Brother, you drive a lot of money, don't you?"

Luo Yun didn't raise his head, and muttered: "It's not too expensive, it's less than six hundred."

"Oh, it's not cheap!"

600 million is not expensive?The stall owner was stunned, sighed for a while, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you are really rich!"

"It's okay, I have a little ability to make a living."

If Shang He was here, he would have to tease Luo Yun, your ability to make a living is clearly your ability to fight.

The stall owner baked a pancake in no time, threw it on the funnel, and asked curiously, "Brother, you rich people also come to eat at this kind of roadside stall?"

"What's this called?"

Luo Yun ate the cake three times, five times and two times, and asked with a smile: "If you have money, you are not a person?"

"Haha, that's what I said!"

While the two were chatting and laughing, Luo Yun had already made a lot of snacks prepared by the stall owner, and he was almost half full.

"Small business, brother, you are the big boss, so I won't wipe it off."

The stall owner frankly calculated the price to Luo Yun.

As for Luo Yun, naturally he would not throw out a wad of banknotes pretending to be bold, and then pretended to say that there is no need to give it. Although he didn't care about the money, it was meaningless at all.

"300 for you, 46 for change, please click"

Just as Luo Yun put the change into his pocket, there was a bang on the other side of the road, which attracted the attention of many people.

"The car overturned, the car overturned!"

"Ouch, things are getting worse."

All kinds of shouts can be heard endlessly.

The stall owner glanced up, and immediately showed a look of embarrassment: "Brother."

"Huh? What's the matter? Did you miscalculate the account just now? It's okay. I won't rely on you."

"No. The car overturned"

"What do you mean?"

"Look back for yourself, your car...was knocked over"

"Um?!"

Luo Yun turned his head, looked at his car parked in the parking space across the road, and couldn't help but blurt out the elegant and easy-going words: "Damn!"

He walked over in two steps in three steps at the same time. At this moment, the McLaren was like a bastard who turned his back, and he was directly stunned.

Beside, on the tricycle.

An old man with gray hair was muttering: "Oh, this car just doesn't work"

As he said that, he slapped his hand hard.

The girl in the car, who was still in shock, gave the old man a gouged look, and said angrily, "Grandpa, I told you to drive more slowly, something has happened!"

Many enthusiastic people gathered around and asked about the situation of the old man.

The old man was very tough. He got off the tricycle, turned around twice, and said, "Hey, the old man is very stiff. There is nothing wrong. Please take care of me."

It can be seen that the old man is still very familiar with the people in this area.

However, looking at the McLaren that had turned to the side, the old man frowned and sighed: "It's just this car. Alas!"

"Uncle Zheng, Uncle Zheng"

The food stall owner followed behind Luo Yun, constantly winking at the old man.

But the old man couldn't understand what he meant. Seeing Luo Yun, who was tall and very conspicuous in a black windbreaker, walking over, the old man couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

"I am the owner"

Luo Yun had the feeling that he couldn't explain it in words. He wasn't worried about the damage to the car. After all, Yuncheng was considered a metropolis, and there were still repair shops for supercars.

It's just that if he doesn't have a car, it will be very inconvenient for him, after all, he won't stay in Yuncheng for a long time.

Seeing Luo Yun's uncomfortable expression, the old man might have misunderstood something, he hurriedly said: "Brother, don't worry, old man, although I don't have many big boys, I will definitely not run away."

"I'm not one of those people who make trouble out of no reason, and I won't lose any money that should be paid."

"I"

Before Luo Yun finished speaking, the food stall owner stepped in and sighed: "Uncle Zhao, this car is ah."

As he said that, the food stall owner turned his head and said to Luo Yun: "Brother, you can call the repair shop, I'll pay for the money first."

When Luo Yun heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

I have already clearly told the stall owner how much the car is worth, and the stall owner can still say this
This man is very righteous!
(End of this chapter)