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The scene that was supposed to be full of excitement ended with a fierce collision. The development of the situation was a bit unexpected. For example, Li Zhijin, who was scolded and even almost taken advantage of, looked on calmly without realizing it, with a smile on his face.

With a smile, the matter of daring to fall in love has nothing to do with her. Wang Banjin laughed heartily with a sly look on his face. This famous vixen single-handedly created a black humor. Apparently Aunt Mei’s Santana is just as it seems on the surface.

It was so ordinary, but there was no car that she said was stronger than a German car. But after it hit the Hummer, most of the front of the car was immediately scrapped in a very shameful manner, and the naked body shook the big tree.

Then there was the most speechless Zhao Jiadi. He got out of the car angrily, looked at the front of the car, and then looked at the Hummer that had no obvious damage after just a flash. He suppressed his resentment and anger and glared at the cheating Wang Ban.

Jin, and the damn fat man didn't seem to expect that this young bird was so overestimating his capabilities. He was stunned on the spot, with the canary bird beside him, and the slender girl who was less than 100 jins clinging affectionately to the bloated girl who was nearly 200 jins.

The picture of a man's chest is very beautiful.

Zhao Jiadi stood for a while and looked at Santana. He even squatted down and felt distressed for a while. He sighed and said, "On the first day he came here, he messed with Aunt Mei's car like this. He was too good at kicking his nose in the face."

The more I think about it, the more I want to hang up the culprit, Wang Banjin, and give him a beating. As for that damn fat man, I can’t even speak of hating such people. If I don’t offend myself, it’s easy to talk about the single-plank bridge on Yangguan Road. If I offend him, I’ll beat him up.

Hit them, hit them when you need to, and reason with them. This is no small matter. The scholar is wrestling with the onslaught soldier Youzi. Not only is it embarrassing, but it is just a contribution to the bottom. The fat guy who weighs twice as much as Xiaomi is on the phone with a sinister smile.

, I also took a few photos with my mobile phone, especially Santana’s license plate. As for Li Zhijin’s Alto, it was automatically omitted.

The calls were made one after another. It depends on the situation. It's not like just calling the traffic police. It's normal. In this world and with a certain family background, calling the police will be a shame if something happens. Zhao Jiadi is not in a hurry. In fact, there is nothing he can do.

He was anxious. Li Zhijin, a Beijing girl standing next to him, was very immobile. The emperor was not anxious. Why was the eunuch anxious? After making the call, the fat man turned around with a smile and asked, "Brothers, come to dinner?" Zhao Jiadi ignored him.

It was such a leisurely time, and there was still time to show off the city. First, Li Zhijin asked Li Zhijin to park Little Alto in Santana's original parking space, and then asked Wang Banjin if there was any regular restaurant that he liked to eat at. Wang Banjin said that he did, and he signed up for a place to eat grilled fish.

Li Zhijin had no objection to the small restaurant, so the three of them walked over regardless of the turmoil at the scene of the accident.

The fat man chuckled, slapped Canary on the butt, and whispered, "Follow me. Let's see which restaurant these idiots go into. I'll show you a good show later. She's dressed up enchantingly, but her temperament is far inferior to that of a king."

Ban Jin and Li Zhijin's girls were already sore. When they heard this, they were very excited. They followed Zhao Jiadi like a thief. After following for a few minutes, they saw him entering the restaurant and gave him to Mr. Qian.

The fat man called and reported the address, while she stood guard at the door of the store with wide eyes, fearing that these young men and women were pretending to be calm but were actually applying oil to their soles.

After sitting down, Wang Banjin was familiar with the way to order. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Li Zhijin, who was wearing no makeup. Li Zhijin was wearing a pair of very artistic and youthful hand-embroidered cloth shoes, but compared to Wang Banjin who was wearing high heels, he didn't notice.

They are not much shorter, and the figure is more impressive. However, the two girls are not great beauties with the same style and route. There is not much conflict. The Dongguan girl in real life is not so lively and even a little taciturn. It is different from the last time we met.

The impression left by Zhao Jiadi remains the same, not ostentatious, not heroic, completely different from the Internet, and the two cannot be integrated together. In a rare moment of understanding, Wang Banjin asked Li Zhijin if he eats spicy food, and the Dongguan girl smiled and said

You can eat anything, and you have a big appetite, so you can order as much as you want without wasting anything. At the small restaurant table with red lanterns hanging above the head, Wang Banjin naturally sat next to Zhao Jiadi, and Li Zhijin sat across from him alone, without looking at it.

After entering the restaurant, Zhao Jiadi took the magazine from the newspaper cabinet and did not play with his mobile phone. He looked at him and Wang Banjin with clear eyes.

After Wang Banjin ordered the food, he thought about it and took out his mobile phone to call Han Zhibao. What this guy likes to do most is join in the fun. He is the biggest gossip scene in Beijing and is best at adding fuel to the fire.

, he always appeared miraculously, and even though he would be severely criticized by the old man or imprisoned for a few days, he would immediately become more energetic, refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, and would continue to do it again, so he talked about which bastard in Beijing dug up another person.

In the corner of a calf, whoever cuckolded someone, whoever went to the local provinces and cities to be destitute or made a lot of money, could not escape his eyes. Wang Banjin was originally thinking about doing this, but Li Zhi

Jin Hui hurriedly showed some tricks, but she was more worried about the world being unstable than Han Zhibao. This tall girl with an authentic old Beijing accent was always as light and light as a bowl of refreshing fried noodles. There were no clues to catch.

, This made Wang Banjin very unhappy. Didn’t he bring the stubborn Han Zhibao into trouble? Wang Banjin wished that the fat man’s ideas had to be backed by mountains and rivers. Anyway, this matter would not harm the world and the people.

Even if the old man in the family knew about the pest control, he wouldn't be upset at all. He would just laugh it off, and most of the time it would stop when the news reached his secretary Tian Zeng. Han Zhibao on the other end of the phone promised the caller quickly and neatly, saying that he would definitely kill him if he gave him half an hour.

It is true that the roads in Beijing are blocked when we arrive, but for people like Han Zhibao, who are only considered powerful in the eyes of a small group of people, the road is smooth and no one is blocking them when going the wrong way. How can it be blocked?

A plate of grilled fish was served. Wang ordered half a catty of mandarin fish, which he specifically requested to be spicy. Zhao Jiadi can tolerate spicy food at most, but it was too spicy. Just like now, he was eating with sweat on his face and tears in his heart. Li Zhi

Jin once again showed extraordinary strength. She ate with ease and moved her chopsticks like flying. As she said, she was never ladylike or reserved at the dinner table. This made Wang Banjin appreciate it very much. She was most annoyed by "making things".

Women, some women whose looks are a plus point in the past, are too coquettish and showy in front of men. They always like to get closer to the flawless saint. The sister who drives Alto in front of me is very good. Wang Banjin uses a napkin to help.

Zhao Jiadi wiped his face carelessly and asked Li Zhijin with a smile: "Why do you drive an Alto? The car is so ugly."

Li Zhijin smiled sincerely with a hint of self-deprecation: "I don't have good driving skills, so I only dare to drive a small car, otherwise it would take half an hour to park. When someone rushes me, my palms get sweaty, and I can't even stop."

The king was dumbfounded. This sister has an appetite for taste.

The atmosphere here is quite harmonious, but the atmosphere there is more amusing. At first, the fat man was very ambitious and aggressive. He just thought about how to show off his authority in front of the new Nortel girl and show her his energy. He just spent a lot of money in the nightclub.

His vanity can no longer be satisfied. To put it bluntly, he is called a nouveau riche. His methods are too low-level and unclassy. Fatty's reinforcements arrived one after another. They were all buddies from the supercar club who had originally rushed to this area.

A Lamborghini and two Ferraris, with a harsh roar, and men and women in the car, all dressed up in colorful clothes. The first to arrive were the dedicated traffic police comrades, but not much time passed, and one of the two traffic policemen was elderly.

The one I talked to was easier to talk to. The person who worked was young and very serious about his work. The old traffic policeman refused to offer cigarettes several times, but he still took the Furong King without smoking. He hung it on his ear with a smile on his face.

But it’s not flattering. It’s not about humane law enforcement. The young traffic policeman followed the formal procedures, meticulously and orderly. After hearing about the incident and seeing the photos, he learned that the driver who caused the accident went to a restaurant without hesitation, with a look on his face.

The old traffic policeman saw the anger that could not be concealed and smiled. He walked around the accident scene and let out a light sigh. When he saw Santana's rear license plate, he took a closer look and suddenly realized that he hurriedly walked around to

Near the Santana window, the old traffic policeman caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous little car license plate. Looking at the fat man again, there was an indescribable amusement in his eyes. The old traffic policeman felt enlightened. It was just a Beijing 83 license plate.

, maybe he can't scare people, but he blatantly hit other people's cars. As an authentic old Beijinger, he has been working as a traffic policeman for more than 20 years, and he has developed a sharp eye. Due to his status, he must do what he should do.

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the badge on the hat and the thing on the shoulder, but this little thing under the car window, tsk tsk, is really scary. The old traffic policeman pulled over the junior who was still full of justice and said a few words, the young traffic policeman

At first he was very dissatisfied and wanted to say something, but the old traffic policeman smiled and shook his head and said he would handle it.

The supercar crowds were all waiting for the young men who had offended the fat man to come back and kowtow to confess their sins. They were looking forward to it so much that they even dropped the topic and started discussing how to have fun at night. As for the few cars they had spent money on to marry.

Naturally, the sports car driving home was parked illegally, and it was under the eyes of the traffic police. This was very satisfying. At first, the young traffic policeman wanted to give a warning, but was still stopped by the experienced senior. The old traffic policeman walked up to the fat pile.

In front of the fat man, he took off the good cigarettes from his ears and lit them. He and the fat man smoked together. After taking a few puffs, the atmosphere became lively. Then he slowly spoke. The old traffic policeman spoke in a low voice and pointed to the license plate.

He reminded me that this Santana is not simple. The fat man smiled and said that he understood this without taking it seriously. Jing 83, in this day and age, Jing G6 can be ticketed. I'm afraid, the license plate of this car is what a brat who likes to put on appearances pays for.

You're a foreigner from Dese, traffic police master. Besides, you just need to enforce the law properly. I won't let you violate laws and disciplines. It won't be difficult for you.

The old traffic policeman thought that you still have some eyesight, but it still lacks the firepower. The water in Beijing is very deep. Otherwise, it is the capital. The old traffic policeman didn’t talk nonsense. He just led the fat man to the front of the Santana and pointed at that

The fat man didn’t take the small car license seriously and said it was just an outdated rubbish license like the ones from Jing’an Police. The old traffic policeman smiled bitterly and was about to explain when he revealed the secret. A Land Rover and two Audi A6s came over and the cars were not as good as those from the Beijing Supercar Club.

There were several people, but their arrogance was several times more domineering. The leader was a strong young man driving a Land Rover with Beijing 82 license plate, a relative of Santana. As soon as he saw the scene, he braked suddenly. The total number of window IDs of these three cars could probably

The "outdated garbage certificates" that the fat man said with disdain have been gathered together. These things are just mediocre when placed individually, but after all, they are not expired military-issued tertiary industry driving licenses, let alone a dense pile.

Hehe, such a dandy is naturally the unscrupulous and boring Han Zhibao. Who dares to drive across Chang'an Street but General Han Zhibao? This is a joke given to him by the circle. After Han Zhibao got off the car, he looked left.

Looking to the right, he didn't see Wang Banjin. When he saw the fat man puffing away next to the old traffic policeman, he guessed that it was the real owner. He walked up and yelled, "What the hell, you dare to mess with our Princess Wang?"

You are tired of living and are in a hurry to be reincarnated." The scolding was not enough. Han Zhibao kicked him. Fortunately, the fat man had an innate advantage. He was shaken twice and did not fall down. The man who was hit by the car earlier was so frightened that he felt as if he had been hit by a deer.

The Nortel girl gave her a little extra care, and Han Zhibao obviously wasn't satisfied, so she added another touch. The fat man's friends were originally going to help, but they saw a group of young men getting off the Audi, all of them leaning on the car and sneering.

, I immediately got scared. It’s good to have money, but don’t get in trouble with the powerful.

The old traffic policeman moved away. In this situation, it was no longer his turn to give advice. Calling 110 was barely reliable, but of course it was not very reliable.

The young traffic policeman shouted: "Stop!"

Han Zhibao turned around and saw that he was a traffic policeman. Regarding these comrades, Han Zhibao has always been unwilling to deliberately embarrass them. It is too damn easy to have to direct traffic on hot days and even in winter just for a small salary. Han Zhibao has no morals anymore.

, and he didn’t want to show off to them. The only people he liked to step on were rich people like Fatty, so he smiled at the young traffic policeman and said, I don’t have any hands. As soon as he said that, he gave Fatty another kick, completely.

He turned over and hit the ground with a weight of two hundred kilograms, which was very impressive. Han Zhibao was about to beat up the drowned dog. He felt a sense of accomplishment when he kicked a ball of fat. He was addicted. Then he received a call. It belonged to Wang Banjin's sister. Han Zhibao immediately changed it.

With a downcast face, he put the fat man aside for the first time, picked up the phone and said cheerfully, sister, I've done it for you. If the damn fat man dares not to pay for it, I'll put him in trouble. I guess there's no one in his anus.

If you want it, let him masturbate for you. I don’t know what kind of decree was given on the other end of the phone. Han Zhibao made a grimace, hung up the phone, and said condescendingly to the fat man: "Hey, in one sentence, it’s private, okay?

?”

The pale fat man nodded vigorously.

Han Zhibao turned to the traffic policeman and said, "Traffic policeman, I won't waste your time here. I'm sorry, it's a waste of time for you to come back and forth."

The old traffic policeman smiled and said yes. After he was sure that the fat man was going to get married, he took the young man into the car. Seeing his sullen face, he sighed softly: "Xiao Liu, look away. We, there are

The bottom line is, as long as you live up to your conscience, it's not easy to be a hero."

As a result, it was private. The fat man lost 100,000 yuan and asked a friend to drive to an ATM to withdraw cash. Because general cards have a daily withdrawal limit, he changed several cards before he was able to withdraw so many piles of banknotes.

This money was naturally misappropriated by Han Zhibao. Wang Banjin was definitely not willing to touch it. If she offered it with both hands, she would probably be beaten. This is too fucking stupid. Han Zhibao would not do a thankless job.

He followed the boys to the restaurant where Wang Banjin was. When he saw Zhao Jiadi, who was average in everything except his family background, he said hello with a playful smile. When he saw Li Zhijin, his eyes lit up. Zhao Jiadi was only halfway through his meal.

, Han Zhibao asked the shop owner for a bigger seat. There were about ten people in total, and the small table couldn't fit in. After changing seats, Han Zhibao volunteered to sit next to Li Zhijin, talking about punching Zheng Guanxi,

Intrigued by a bunch of buddies who laughed and rolled their eyes, Wang Banjin was even more direct, saying, "You will die if you don't pretend to be."
Chapter completed!