Yang Hao stood in front of his Jetta and frowned, because a black trot was blocking his car and bet the road he left was tightly. On the side of the black trot, a young man in his twenties was leaning against the sports car, holding a cigarette, chatting with a group of young men and women in front of him. Around the group of men and women, six or seven valuable sports cars were parked everywhere.

"Hey, you blocked my car, please move it."

Yang Hao frowned and shouted at the young man leaning against the sports car. These young men and women were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and most of these sports cars were valuable. I think these young men and women were a group of rich second-generations or official second-generations, and they were grouping outside in the middle of the night to find excitement.

Yang Hao does not hate the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich people, because if you want to talk about family background, he is not much better than the third generation of officials in China, but Yang Hao looks down on the kind of person who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun under his father's wings.

While others were still busy picking up girls, racing cars, and looking for excitement at bars, he was already struggling in the military camp, living through life and death in the battlefield, carrying out huge dangerous tasks in the rain of bullets, and making contributions to China's strength and peace.

He is qualified to look down on these rich children who only know how to spend money.

He has what they have, and he has what they don’t have!

The young man leaning against the sports car looked back at Yang Hao, then looked up and down, then turned his head and continued to talk to the people, as if he hadn't heard Yang Hao at all, nor did he see Yang Hao as a person.

Yang Hao's brows frowned more and more twice.

Just now, Xue Na's impulsive violent girl was in danger. If he hadn't arrived in time and used a fruit knife that usually cut fruits, she would have fallen into the hands of the three gangsters now.

I don’t know if Yang Hao is obviously more concerned about Xue Na because of the embarrassing thing that happened last time with her. If it were someone else, Yang Hao wouldn’t bother to follow him.

It was obviously three gangsters, but suddenly there was no one. The other two were bare-handed and were not afraid at all. Instead, they came towards her. Such an abnormal thing, even if you use your toes, you should understand that this is a trap. You should do it as soon as possible to protect your own safety. However, Xue Na chose to take action recklessly. Yang Hao almost vomited blood when he saw it. I don’t know how Xue Na trained in the past...

According to Xue Na's reckless behavior, if Yang Hao and the others are in, even if they have ten lives, they will not be enough to lose...

If it weren't for me to happen here today, Xue Na would probably die at the hands of the three gangsters. Thinking of this, Yang Hao felt a little angry, because he couldn't be by her side so by chance every time...

He quietly returned to the roadside parking lot outside Jin Haiyang, but found that his car was blocked again. The other party was so arrogant and so arrogant, which made Yang Hao's original heart rush up.

"You're deaf and didn't hear it? Move away your car and block the way."

Yang Hao's voice was a little loud. The men and women who were chatting enthusiastically stopped chatting and turned to look here. Some looked at Yang Hao, and some looked at the young people leaning against the sports car, but the faces of these people were more looking forward to watching the fun.

The young man's face changed slightly, he turned his head and sneered, "What's wrong with blocking you? If you don't want to cause trouble, get out of here. If you are fucking, you will smash your car."

Yang Hao suddenly laughed: "So you won't move the car?"

The young man picked up his hands and showed a little surprise on his face: "I heard you have an idea. It just happened to be fine, so I'll play with you..."

"Play?" Yang Hao looked at the black trot and grinned his teeth and said, "If you don't move, I'll help you move."

"Transfer me?"

The young man seemed to hear a funny joke and raised the car key in his hand: "The car key is here, I have the ability to get it..."

Yang Hao looked at his Jetta, then looked at the position of the black sports car, then walked to the rear of the black sports car, and looked at it.

Not only the young man looked at Yang Hao strangely, but even the men and women around him looked at Yang Hao with confusion. Obviously, they didn't understand what Yang Hao wanted to do. This black sports car was locked. If you want to move the car, don't you have to get the key from the young man?

"Ran Ran, what is he going to do?"

In the crowd, Yan Beibei stared at Yang Hao curiously, turned her head and asked her best friend Yue Xiaoran next to her. Yan Beibei has been in Zhonghai for two months. Yue Xiaoran is her best friend. She usually plays together. Today she goes out for a ride and she also pulls Yue Xiaoran.

Compared to Yan Beibei, who has an exaggerated smoky makeup and wearing a sexy miniskirt, Yue Xiaoran's dress is much more concise. The pleated skirt that is above the knee is not as fat as Yan Beibei on her face, and some are a little cautious and shy.

"Babe, I guess he wants to push Yan Ming's car away..."

"Push your car with your hands?"

Yan Beibei turned her head, stretched out her white little hand very exaggeratedly, touched Yue Xiaoran's forehead, and laughed: "Ranran, you shouldn't have a fever, Yan Ming's car is locked, he wants to push the car with his own strength, haha..."

The young men and women around also heard Yan Beibei's words and laughed out loud, as if they had heard a big joke.

At this moment, Yang Hao seemed to have finally found a place, took a breath, suddenly raised his right foot, and kicked the black trot's tail with a heavy kick.

"boom!"

With the loud noise, Yan Ming's black trot actually slid forward, and several obvious black marks rubbed from the ground, and at the rear of the car, the place where Yang Hao's foot was completely sunken.

All laughter came to an abrupt end.

Yan Beibei, Yan Ming and others opened their eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of them in horror, their mouths wide enough to be stuffed into duck eggs.

Is this guy a monster?

He actually kicked a locked car two or three meters away!

If such a kick hits a person, what will it be?

Yang Hao seemed to have accomplished a trivial matter, clapped his hands, grinned at the dull men and women, revealing eight white teeth. However, this smile fell into the eyes of everyone, but it seemed like a monster showing its fangs at them. It was extremely stern. Several people actually took several steps back unconsciously, with a look of horror.

The anger that had accumulated in Yang Hao's heart was also vented with this kick. Looking at the appearance of these men and women, Yang Hao was in a good mood and no longer paid attention to them. He got in the car, ignited the fire, and drove out the car.

Yan Ming finally reacted and screamed: "My car! Don't leave, come out for me..."

Yang Hao kicked the accelerator to the bottom, and the car started suddenly like a wounded monster, rushing towards Yan Ming, who was clamoring toward him.

Before Yan Ming finished speaking, he saw Yang Hao's car rushing straight towards him. His voice suddenly stopped abruptly, his face turned pale and he wanted to escape, but he found that his feet were sore and weak, and he could not move at all. He could only see the car crashing into him.

Yan Beibei and others looked at this scene and their eyes widened, subconsciously let out a terrifying cry. The timid person had closed his eyes.

Seeing that the Jetta was about to hit Yan Ming, Yang Hao shook the steering wheel and then stepped on the brakes to death. The car shook its tail horizontally with the harsh sound of brakes, and actually completed a 90-degree tail horizontally at an extremely small distance. The car stopped when it was about to be next to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming sat on the ground with his butt, looking at Jetta who had finally stopped roaring, a feeling of surviving the disaster rose from Yan Ming's heart. He looked at Yang Hao, who was sitting in the cab in horror, and his face was already a little distorted by extreme fear.

madman!

This is a lunatic!

Yan Ming was gasping for a long time, and in just a moment, the cold sweat all over his body had soaked all his clothes...

Yang Hao glanced at Yan Ming, whose face was as trembling as earth, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which made him so scared that he almost pissed his pants. What a coward!

Of course, Yang Hao didn't want to kill Yan Ming, but he just wanted to scare Yan Ming. I believe that after this, he would be a little more restrained.

Yang Hao picked up the cigarette next to him, popped out one without any haste, ignited it, took a deep breath, and then kicked the accelerator to the end, and Jetta roared again and rushed out.

“So cool!”

Yan Beibei stared at the Jetta that was moving away with light eyes, with two strange blush on her face. She had just opened her eyes wide and clearly looked at how Yang Hao in the cab operated the car lightly and completed the extremely thrilling tail swing.

"Catch up, catch up!"

Yan Beibei suddenly jumped up, took Yue Xiaoran's hand, and ran towards her Audi TT quickly. The other young men and women also reacted and got into their own cars.

"Chasing!"

"Can't let him run away!"

Yan Ming was also helped up from the ground by a companion. Looking at the sports cars rushing out quickly, he took a deep breath, pushed his companion away, and whispered: "We'll chase you too!"

Yan Ming walked to his sports car and was about to get into the driver's seat, but he felt that his feet were still soft. He hesitated for a moment and threw the keys of the sports car to his companion: "Jiang Hai, you drive."

Jiang Hai looked at Yan Ming in a little surprised. When he saw Yan Ming's feet trembling slightly, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, he pursed his lips tightly and finally held back his smile.

Yan Ming naturally noticed Jiang Hai's face strange, but at this time he was no longer in the mood to care about this and urged: "Drive quickly, you must not let that guy escape!"

Jiang Hai skillfully started the car and chased the car ahead, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Ming's face was gloomy, he stared at the front, and roared with gritted teeth: "I want him to live rather than die!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!