Chapter 199: My Mr. Nan Can't Be that Evil

When several police officers dragged the awakened Young Shao out of the car, he was still struggling and cursing.

"You can't catch me, do you know who I am? My dad is XX!"

"What a coincidence, my dad is your dad's boss's boss's boss." Lu Rongrong cursed in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out.

Now it's not a game of revealing one's identity to see whose father is good.

He just thought it was a bit funny, if it was about his background, no matter if it was him, Lu Rongrong, or the heroic He Shan, which one wouldn't fall short of this guy?

But Yang Shao, the son of a high-ranking official who was not considered a great official in Lu Rongrong's eyes, was arrogant and domineering like this.

At this moment, Young Master Yang still had no idea who he was facing. He kicked the policemen around him a few times, scolded them as dog legs, threatened to strip their bodies, and made them kneel down to apologize.

The faces of these policemen were indifferent, and they were angry and gloated at the same time.

This guy, he still doesn't know who he has offended, as long as he sees He Dadui's ashen face, he knows that there is probably a good show tonight.

Team He couldn't get used to these guys who relied on their parents to do their best.

Judging by his energetic appearance, he didn't seem to be injured much just now, so it's time to add food at night.

Seeing Lu Rongrong and Nan Ming sitting on the wild horse, Young Master Yang seemed to be looking at him, then stretched out his finger and poked here: "You two little bastards, what are you looking at! If you dare to provoke me, see if I come out. Kill you! You wait, I will come out before tomorrow! You wait! You wait for me!"

If in the past, someone provoked him like this, Lu Rongrong would probably rush up and give them a few slaps. But now Lu Rongrong finds these things so boring.

"It's so ugly." Lu Rongrong looked at Young Master Yang, and then at Nan Ming who was sleeping on the co-pilot again, and murmured. Who saw you? Stop being sentimental.

Seeing Young Master Yang, he was like seeing a mirror, although it looked like a distorting mirror, it looked so exaggerated and unreal.

But that is indeed him in the not-too-distant future.

Now he suddenly understood his father's painstaking efforts and why Nan Ming did not let him own that Mustang.

But he understands, and some people don't understand.

"Why did you confiscate my car? We are different from him!" He Cunping squatted on the ground, still indignant, "We are only pursuing the passion and pleasure of speed, and pursuing fair competition..."

"I still pursue fair competition. If you really love driving so much, you should become a racing driver! I'll tell you at home! What's wrong with learning, you have to learn illegal things!" He Cunping's forehead slapped.

He Cunping muttered: "What happened to underground racing? There is also justice and light in underground racing! Just like the legend of underground racing, Dominique and his team, are the embodiment of justice. For their own family, they went through life and death and did a lot. An earth-shattering event..."

He Shan slapped him across the face: "Don't be ridiculous, can underground car racing, which endangers public safety, be considered justice? One of these scumbags counts as one, and I'll catch them all."

"Impossible, Dominic is impossible to be caught!"

"You let that Dominic come to Qingyang, I'll catch it for you." He Shan slapped He Cunping again, "Worshiping those messy idols all day long, you should mature me!"

After being slapped several times in a row, He Cunping realized that it would only be more unlucky to be tough in front of the elder sister, so he could only poke his mouth and stop talking.

But he still whispered: "It's no wonder they came to Qingyang..."

As legends in the underground racing world, the places Dominique and the others went were either international metropolises or war-torn and dangerous places. How could they come to such an unchallenging place like Qingyang?

"Dominique...is the name so familiar?" Zhao Gaofeng asked a policeman next to him.

"Fast and Furious, the one with the bald head..." said the policeman.

Zhao Gaofeng said oh, it's the bald protagonist played by Vin Diesel!

The two of them stared at He Cunping. He Cunping blushed and said angrily, "Why are you looking at me like that? I know... I know it's a fictional movie, but in this world, such things must really exist." The racing driver! There must be such justice!"

Zhao Gaofeng twitched his lips. Every time, countless innocent people were affected. All kinds of explosions and explosions, and the actions of Fast and Furious protagonists who destroyed half a city at a time, if they also represent justice, then justice is too cheap.

These people are terrorists at all. If they really dare to come to the country, they will be surrounded and killed without mercy.

There seems to be a term for people like He Cunping who can't distinguish between fantasy and reality.

"Secondary illness, and it's not serious." The little policeman gave him a definition.

"It's a bit late for the second grade at this age, it's time for the second grader." Zhao Gaofeng estimated He Cunping's age and said.

Hearing Zhao Gaofeng's cold humor, the little policeman burst out laughing, clutching his stomach in pain.

Zhao Gaofeng scratched his head. This cold and humorous style always felt influenced by someone, not his usual style.

"Hey, tell me, will there really be a person like Dominique and a team like that in this world." He Cunping refused to accept it, and touched Lu Rongrong beside him.

Lu Rongrong was distracted, and subconsciously said, "Yes, maybe."

But to Lu Rongrong, all this doesn't matter anymore.

Tonight, he saw what is called real speed.

He suddenly felt that everything he pursued before was like a joke.

Suddenly awakened, maybe that's it.

For Nan Ming, this night was nothing short of a nightmare. Nan Ming, who was deprived of sleep, was like a fast-fired firecracker. No one dared to provoke him, and they all hid away and walked around him.

After tossing around until five o'clock in the morning, he finally understood the matter, and Lu Zhenguo hurried over.

In the reception room of the Lanshen Club, Lu Zhenguo held He Shan's hand: "Xiao He, thank you this time. This child, Lu Rongrong, has caused you trouble. If you want to be locked up, you will be locked up. If you want to be punished, you will be fined." Don't make it difficult."

He Shan quickly said that Lu Rongrong actually helped a lot, anyway, everyone carried the sedan chair, and everyone liked the nice words.

Because Nanming was involved, He Shan finally picked Lu Rongrong out, saying that he was cooperating with the police.

Anyway, it was He Shan's confidantes who came here. In fact, their actions this time were mainly aimed at Yang Shao's several intentional wounding incidents. Mostly education fines.

The point is, if we go deeper, what should Nan Ming do?

"Dad, I'm sorry." Lu Rongrong stepped forward obediently and apologized, "I know I shouldn't keep this car, here are the car keys, you can put it away."

Lu Zhenguo was stunned. Why did his son, who didn't like oil and salt and didn't listen to anyone, suddenly change his temper? Does the sun come out from the west?

Lu Rongrong hugged Lu Zhenguo's arm, which made Lu Zhenguo's heart soften. How long has it been since his son acted like a spoiled child to him? Why do you miss me so suddenly?

"Dad, my little uncle is right. I don't feel well when I drive this car. I think it's enough for me to buy a balance bike for transportation... Dad, buy me a balance bike like my little uncle! Dad, why don't you Gone? Don't go!"

"Crack!" Lu Zhenguo slapped Lu Rongrong's paw away, turned around and ran away.

Nan Ming's balance car? I can't afford it!

Originally thought that his son had changed his past, but who would have thought that this is still the virtue.

"Hey, can you go!" After walking a few steps, Lu Zhenguo stopped when he found that his son hadn't followed.

Lu Rongrong looked around and said, "I want to say goodbye to little uncle... Hey, where's little uncle?"

"I'm afraid of you, let's hide." Lu Zhenguo dragged Lu Rongrong away.

After this night, Lu Rongrong was pulled into the blacklist by Nan Ming, and decided not to communicate with each other forever.

It's not going to be a good thing to get involved with this guy.

"Sleeping at night is an important time for me to recover energy. I blame this guy for not sleeping well in the middle of the night. Now my energy will definitely drop..." Nan Ming complained to Zhao Gaofeng, then suddenly raised his head, feeling something was wrong.

I don't know when, the energy has skyrocketed a lot, and the current energy is 982 degrees.

From the time Lazy God hatched, there was still 18 degrees of energy left.

"What have I done... anything that gave me a sense of accomplishment?" Nan Ming asked Zhao Gaofeng.

Zhao Gaofeng shook his head, but for some reason, an imaginary scene appeared in his mind.

The mountains are like crouching monsters, and the winding mountain road seems to be covered with fine snake scales. Nan Ming, with two horns on his head, stood in front of Young Master Yang's overturned car, laughing loudly: "How dare a petty mortal go south with me?" Underworld Great Demon King Fight!"

Zhao Gaofeng shook his head quickly to get this idea out, his Mr. Nan couldn't be so evil. (To be continued.)