My Beautiful Landlord

Joans brought me to circle a few more times, as if some of them had become aircraft.

Joans Mountain Range was a racetrack, and of course, it was named after Joans.

It doesn't exist, it's impossible.

He treasured this job very much, and he also loved it very much.

But today, he had encountered a major obstacle in his life.

"What's that? What's that?"

Countless black shadows were rushing towards him!

Tom wept. At this moment, his month's work was over, and he was about to say goodbye to this beautiful world.

But it doesn't matter. He died for his work.

Closing his eyes, he felt a gust of cold wind blow against his face.

"..." Tom got into the police car and charged towards the shadow that was getting further and further away!

"Cyclists." Tom's eyes were red. Damn, how dare you fool me.

However, Tom could not catch up with him, but that did not mean that he would give up.

He chased relentlessly all the way, so it was fine if he couldn't catch up with the shadow. It was fine as long as he could catch up with it.

He had caught up to the tracks of the wheels along the way.

"F * ck, what the hell is this place?" Tom stopped the car with a blank look on his face. There was a huge deity statue in front of him …

The parking lot was huge.

Joans also introduced to me that regardless of whether it was a maintenance worker or something else, it all depended on his mood.

Even if he didn't come, these people would still be paying him as usual, and it would be the same as saying that they had money to burn.

Joans usually did it three or four times a month, sometimes he did not even come. As for why, Joans had always been a free man.

These people were usually on standby twenty-four hours a day.

No one knew when Joans would come.

Therefore, even if Joans were to suddenly appear, they were not surprised, but they quickly panicked.

Thus, they specially prepared an alarm clock. As soon as Joans entered the door, there would be an alarm clock, and they would have time to prepare on the journey.

So when we arrived there, all we saw was a large group of beautiful girls standing in a neat row somewhere, and then we bowed slightly towards Joans.

Joans was like the emperor choosing his daughter.

Very quickly, Joans picked the girl he liked and pulled her into his embrace. With all kinds of bashfulness, they all coordinated with each other and turned around.

But in less than two minutes, Joans impatiently threw the girl aside.

However, the others didn't think so.

Could it be that he couldn't handle it anymore?

Seemingly sensing everyone's gaze, Joans immediately threw a wine cup over, "I'm just not interested in her, add fuel to your cars, that's all!"

Joans brought me to sit on the chair they prepared. This place was a high platform, and on it was a large screen.

"This place is so big."

"The lanes here are usually designed by my dad. I usually design them."

Joans looked at me with a little bit of pride: "Oh, right, and also, that competition path, it's the maze one. I designed it."

Maze? I looked at the corner of the screen. It really was a maze, but the racer's reaction speed is also very high.

Everyone who came here felt as if they were on fire.

"Have you ever bet on a car?" Joans suddenly asked, "Shall we play a game?"

"What game?"

"Let's just bet on who will win. Anyway, it's so boring." Joans laughed, then took out his phone, "Let me think, let me first let these two guys compete once.

With a turn of his eyes, the two minivan that looked like mini tanks left.

He had originally thought that it would be heavy and cumbersome, but he discovered that it was unexpectedly extremely fast.

I looked at the two cars, then at the driveway they were about to reach.

"None of them will win."

"Huh?" It didn't matter to Joans who won or lost, but there would always be a victor. How could there be a draw?

The two cars raced forward. One of them was larger, with a kala sound coming from his skeleton.

The mountain road was very dangerous, so it was not possible for ordinary cars to get there.

He finally stopped, but the car had already turned into scrap metal.

Joans was also stunned. He looked at me in disbelief and asked, "How did this happen?"

"The big one is very stable, but it's very heavy, so it can't catch up with the small one. The small one doesn't have the big one, so it's very easy to flip it over. If the big one is behind the small one, the car will definitely be destroyed!"

"Why didn't you just say it?"

"I was thinking just now. I was just randomly talking. I felt that both cars were similar so I didn't pay much attention. I just reacted."

Joans opened his mouth wide, what this man said made a lot of sense, I actually had no strength to refute him.

I took a sip of water and said, "Don't worry, they're fine. This car looks heavy on the outside, so there must be a lot of things inside. They might have already expected this situation so they were prepared!"

Sure enough, two guys with swollen noses and faces got out of the car, laughing loudly at each other.

"How did you become a pig head, hahahaha!"

"Aren't you the same, pig-head? Hahaha!"

Although he didn't know where the joke was, he still felt that it was rather funny.

Seeing that the two were fine, and only the car was deformed, Joans did not say anything, and continued to watch the competition, of course this time it was the other two.

One girl and the other.

It is said that the competition between women is the most brutal, and this time, I have finally experienced it.

The two women bumped into each other as if they had discussed it at the beginning.

The woman shouted a few words at the other side of the street, "B * tch!"

Then he ran into it again.

The scene was somewhat indescribable.

I covered my eyes to show that I had lost my sight.

After a day had passed, Joans and I had played quite a bit and both of us had become more familiar with each other.

If Joans was an ordinary person, perhaps I really would be willing to be brothers with him.

But Joans is the key to this plan, if Joans knows that I'm using him, I wonder if he could still bring up the trust he has in me.

Of course, this was impossible. After all, everyone would have that kind of thought.