Chapter 450 Mercedes-Benz Crashed Into a Nightclub

Chapter 450 Mercedes-Benz crashed into a nightclub

In a blink of an eye, it was six o'clock in the evening.

Since Li Qiao and Lian Zhen will report to the scientific research institute tomorrow, the team colleagues in the laboratory specially arranged a dinner for them to practice.

In the food street, seven people sat at the barbecue stall, and a table of beer and drinks was also set up. Fu Luting also came along.

At this time, someone shook the beer bottle and looked at Lianzhen and Li Qiao opposite, "Lianzi, Xiaoli, if you two get promoted in the research institute, don't forget about us."

As soon as this remark came out, someone immediately echoed, "That's right, although there is no way to continue to follow up the experiment, but if you have a small achievement, remember to add a sum to us."

Li Qiao lowered her head and ate the grilled chicken wings, as if she had never heard of it.

Lian Zhen has always been thoughtful, so he bumped into the other party with a beer, and smiled politely and politely: "There is no promotion, it's just a different place to do research."

Hearing this, several other people looked at each other in blank dismay, sneered and didn't answer.

Lian Zhen and Li Qiao went to the scientific research institute and took the genetic mutation project with them.

The study was forced to terminate, which is extremely unpleasant for any researcher.

But he has no position to blame, who let the scientific research institute only have Lian Zhen and Li Qiao.

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The potluck was over in less than an hour.

Li Qiao, Lian Zhen and Fu Luting were the last to leave.

Lian Zhen said that he was going to meet his classmates, and made an appointment with Li Qiao to report tomorrow, said hello and left first.

In the parking lot, Fu Luting glanced at his car, "It's still early, do you want to go to the boxing gym to see the old man?"

Li Qiao's car was parked next door to him, she flicked off the car key, without thinking, "That's fine."

The Nanyang Conference at the Royal Hotel also happened to end this afternoon.

She went to see the teacher and, by the way, told about Tu Anliang's situation.

Hearing the sound, Fu Luting smiled. After a while, the two got into the car respectively, and drove out of the parking lot one after the other.

It is about a 40-minute drive from the food street to the Fujia Boxing Gym.

Fu Luting's car had been leading the way, but just as he got on the main road, his cell phone rang.

"Xiao Li, what's wrong?"

He glanced back in the rearview mirror, and suddenly found that Li Qiao's car turned left at the rear intersection.

At the same time, Li Qiao's faint voice rang out from the other end of the phone, "Senior Brother Fu, you go back first, I have something to do, so I won't go tonight."

Fu Luting had already driven into the main road, he frowned and looked at the Mercedes-Benz that disappeared behind, feeling something was wrong.

Although she doesn't have much contact with Li Qiao, her personality has always been one and the same.

This kind of temporary change of mind has almost never happened.

Fu Luting slowed down slowly, and asked tentatively, "Is something wrong?"

"No." Li Qiao's tepid tone could not hear anything unusual, "I have something to do at home, I have to hurry back, you can go back to the boxing gym and help me speak to the teacher."

Fu Luting didn't ask any more questions, and hung up the phone after answering, maybe it was really something at home.

He looked at the rearview mirror again, pursed his lips, and speeded up again to join the traffic.

On the other side, Li Qiao hung up the phone and threw the phone directly on the passenger seat.

She held the steering wheel with one hand, and a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth.

The brakes failed.

In fact, since she drove out of the parking lot, she felt that something was wrong. The body shook abnormally, and she couldn't slow down until she was driving on the main road, which was enough for her to judge the problem of the car.

Li Qiao looked at the road ahead with a calm expression. Although the speed of the car could not be reduced, it did not affect her control of the car.

About ten minutes later, there were three more black vans behind. She looked at the road signs and turned the steering wheel towards the south of the city.

Half an hour later, without any warning, a Mercedes-Benz G drove straight into the gate of the main hall of the Athena Night City in the south of the city.

It was less than eight o'clock in the evening, and the city that never sleeps hadn't opened yet.

The Mercedes-Benz Big G directly shattered the glass door of the city that never sleeps with its powerful steel frame. The front of the car was dented, the door was completely destroyed, and the luxurious lobby was even more of a mess.

Broken glass, bricks, and the wreckage of the door were scattered everywhere.

The bodyguard of the city that never sleeps, who narrowly escaped the car accident, hid behind the pillars and rejoiced for the rest of his life.

The black domineering Mercedes-Benz G was parked right in the middle of the lobby.

For a while, no one dared to step forward, and even the roadside outside the door quickly gathered many pedestrians to watch.

Tu Anliang, who heard the commotion upstairs, followed his subordinates out cursing.

He returned to the city that never sleeps from the Royal Hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The south of the city was taken away by Qiu Huan.

But that doesn't mean he has to accept it with humility.

Tu Anliang walked down the steps full of viciousness, turned his head to look at the lobby, his temple almost exploded.

The city that never sleeps is his foundation in the south of the city, and also his base for making money.

Not to mention the broken bricks and tiles in the lobby, the entire facade of the nightclub has been destroyed.

It will definitely not be able to operate until the door body is repaired.

However, when Tu Anliang saw the Mercedes-Benz, he narrowed his eyes, stroked his beard and smiled wickedly.

Not long after, he walked down the stairs, kicked away the gravel at his feet, and walked straight to the cab of the Mercedes-Benz.

Outside the door, three black vans also parked on the side of the road one after another. They were the cars that followed Li Qiao before.

This group of Tu Anliang's subordinates rushed in, and they were stunned when they saw the scene.

They really wanted to bring Li Qiao back. Although it would take no effort, this lady, you can hit a tree and force the car to stop. Why did you hit the gate of his house that never sleeps?

At this moment, Tu Anliang stretched his neck to look inside the Mercedes-Benz, but he didn't hear anything. He just reached out to open the door, but the slightly deformed door was pushed open from the inside, and it hit his forehead directly. superior.

Due to inertia, Tu Anliang took a few steps back with his head covered, staring at the stars.

"Fuck..."

This change made Tu Anliang hard to guard against.

When his subordinates were barely supporting him, a figure also slowly walked down from the carriage.

The airbag on the steering wheel has been knocked off, but the car is in excellent condition. Apart from a little red forehead, Li Qiao doesn't look abnormal.

She stepped on the debris and walked towards Tu Anliang, with a cold expression and a thin figure, standing in the messy scene, surrounded by Tu Anliang's men.

Li Qiao was surrounded.

Tu Anliang shook his head, his eyes were gloomy and proud, "Do you think you can still..."

Li Qiao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, reached out and touched her forehead, raised her eyelids quietly, "I promised Jiu Gong before, I will let you go."

When Jiugong cut off his wrist, he still cared about his son.

Why can't he be more peaceful?

This sentence, Tu Anliang did not expect it.

His Adam's apple slipped, his emotions seemed uncontrollable, and he suddenly roared angrily, "He told you to let me go? What right does that old bastard have to say such nonsense?"