The Toyota Off-Road Vehicle was speeding towards O'City.

Charlie and Kobe had an extraordinary friendship. Wang Bo heard from their jokes that they were having childhood friends, so when he learned that something happened to Kobe, he drove the car at a speed.

However, the car was really too fast, and the scenery outside the window was fleeting. The window was not closed, and the wind whirred, just like a horn was hung.

Lao Wang said terrified: "Old Cha, calm down. Brother, I have not been easy for more than 20 years. I don't want to die in a foreign land."

"My God Dad, do you want to go to heaven when you drive so quickly? Do you want me to send you a plane license? You go to fly the plane?"

"Okay, Charlie, let me tie my seat belt first"

Charlie: "Shut up and I'm going to speed up"

The car quickly entered Aocheng and headed straight for Straw Field Street. The last one swung his tail and drifted. The domineering off-road vehicle drifted like a toy car and turned 180 degrees and finally stopped at the door.

There were pedestrians on the street, and they were amazed when they saw this scene: "Oh Maiga, is Schumacher coming?"

Lao Wang pushed open the car door and jumped out of the car, his legs trembled a little, and asked, "Have you practiced F racing before?"

"No, I've played Need for Speed." Charlie said casually as he glanced around.

"I know you have never practiced racing and you still dare to fly like this and drift."

"Who drifted on the horse is that it's just after the rain, the ground is too slippery. I stepped on the brakes and the car turned around. Is this my fault?" Charlie was not willing to be outdone.

Lao Wang and the other two drew crosses on their chests together.

There were many people surrounding Kobe's restaurant, which seemed to be watching the fun. Charlie went up and separated and wanted to go in. Someone said dissatisfiedly: "You have to queue up to watch the fun. There is always someone who comes first and then ok."

Charlie stared at him and was about to get angry. Old Wang quickly blocked the police badge on the man's face and shouted: "The police are not allowed to handle the case, and the idle people are not allowed to stay."

Bao Wen and the handsome boy pretended to be powerful and reached out to drive the onlookers out. A waiter grabbed them and shouted, "Don't let them leave, someone didn't pay the bill."

"Shete" Lao Wang couldn't help but curse when he looked at the guys who were slipping away quickly. Whoever said that New Zealanders are of high quality in the future will definitely go up and slap him.

The chubby Kobe was surrounded by several young men. When he saw Charlie's eyes lit up and shouted, "Little feet, help."

"It's time for you to damn it, you still call me nickname now. Can you die with Big Brother?" Charlie shouted, "Say, what's going on?"

Kobe didn't say anything, and a young man said coldly: "We ate a golden retriever when we were having a meal."

When Lao Wang heard this, he felt relieved and frowned and said, "There is a hair in the dish, right? This is also a matter of my life when I was in college."

"I've eaten my dad's socks," said the cowboy.

"I've eaten mice before," said the handsome Mexican man.

"Cao, you are better than me." Lao Wang convinced.

The young man looked at Lao Wang, raised a golden-retriever pussy that was long from the middle finger and said, "Then are the hair you eat curled?"

Wang Bo blinked and didn't know what to say. Everyone is adults. Who knows where men's hair is curled? But Lao Wang is convinced.

The cowboy and the handsome Mexican looked at each other and then they didn't dare to speak.

Kobe knew what they were thinking, took off his chef's hat and pointed at his hair and shouted, "I'm wronged, this is my hair, this is my hair."

Lao Wang looked closely and said, Damn, Kobe is a natural roll

"You dare to be a chef even if you are a natural roll," the cowboy muttered in a low voice.

Those young men were reluctant to give in: "Who knows if this is the hair, how can the hair fall into the dish when you wear a chef's hat?"

Charlie went up to separate the group and said, "No matter what, even if the hair falls into the dish, it is our problem. Tell me, how do you want to solve it?"

"Apology, no order"

Charlie looked at Kobe, and this request was very reasonable.

Kobe threw the chef's hat to the ground and shouted: "I have apologized for a long time. They refused to give up and posted this on Twitter, slandering that it was my bird's feather, and contacted the Michelin Food Jury to cancel my rating."

"What" Charlie asked in surprise, "You have been cancelled."

Kobe's eyes turned red and he shouted, "My father and I have put in 20 years of hard work. I started to learn cooking since I was eight years old and I got this rating. Farkfak is gone."

"Who asked you to get x hair into the dish?"

"Fake Squid, this is not this is not this is not this is not this is a hair Yes, it is my fault for the hair to fall into the dish but why do you slander it and say it is X-hair Why contact the jury to cancel my rating"

Seeing Kobe's heartbroken look, Wang Bo felt uncomfortable, he asked, "Can you make up for it?"

Charlie shook his head, his eyes burning with anger.

Someone said stubbornly: "What is slandering you, that's x-haired."

"I do body hair cleaning every day. Do you want me to take off my pants and prove it to you?"

"Okay, take off your pants and let us see it, you can't say it," said a young and frivolous person.

Charlie narrowed his eyes and reached out to pick up a chair from the ground. When Lao Wang saw that something was going to happen, he quickly took action. He went up and kicked the young man away and smashed two tables directly.

In New Zealand's law, whether there are weapons to fight is one of the criteria for defining punishment.

Seeing him taking action, other young men were furious and some people swung their chairs at him. Lao Wang clenched his fists and attacked from the front, and a heavy punch hit the chair. With a crisp click, the wooden chair was split into pieces.

The remaining young men who wanted to do it shivered when they saw this scene and quickly stepped back. Lao Wang looked at Charlie and said, "Why are you still standing there and going to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife? I've been too bullying these bastards."

Charlie quickly threw away the chair and grabbed him, and persuaded him repeatedly: "Calm down, Wang, calm down first, you can't be impulsive in this matter, you can't be impulsive in this matter."

The handsome Mexican man rushed out of the kitchen, with two shiny bone-knitting knives in his hand, and shouted: "Boss, who will you chop?"

The young people quickly called the police, and some people wanted to take pictures. The cowboy was quick-eyed and quickly went up to grab all the phones that were taken to take pictures and threw them into the bucket.

As long as the motherboard is burned, the phone will be done.

Kobe also came to stop Wang Bo, but his expression relieved a little. The scene of the young man being beaten just now made him feel very happy.

The policeman who received the call came and led the team. When Robert saw Lao Wang blinking: "Don't tell me, this matter has something to do with you again."

Lao Wang said: "It actually has nothing to do with me, but someone has stepped on the road and someone has to deal with the matter. I can't watch my friends be bullied and insulted."

Seeing the police arrive, the young men became energetic again. Lao Wang cheated on him and smashed a table, and the young men became honest again.

Someone was smart and shouted, "This is a threat."

Lao Wang sneered: "What is the threat of smashing my own table?"

Roberto headed: "He was right."

I recommend a book here, written by a big brother. The title is "I have a tree in my belly". This book can be considered a semi-life work, without a stiff and slap in the face. It is a very traditional good work. I hope everyone can go and see it. There is a connection in the parking space under my book.

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Chapter completed!