Chapter 394
On the other hand, Chu Lingfeng learned from Yuan Lang that today is the birthday of Mr. Yuan Lang, so after carefully selecting some gifts, Chu Lingfeng got on Yuan Lang's Audi and drove to the capital.
On the road in Beijing, a luxury SUV has been following Yuan Lang's Audi all the time. He always thinks that the car has not passed. Just now, he forced the car from the right side, and he left the front of the car on purpose. Yuan Lang subconsciously wanted to hide, but still failed to avoid the collision.
Both cars stopped. In front of the Audi q73.6 luxury SUV, which is worth millions of dollars, is a military brand. Two men in casual clothes jumped out of the car and were full of Beijing accent and state abuse.
One of them went to check the damage of the car, and one of them came to knock on Yuan Lang's window. Yuan Lang didn't move and didn't let Chu Lingfeng get off the car. Instead, he lit a cigarette and said, "you're blessed. Wait to see the play."
When people outside saw that Yuan Lang ignored him, they suddenly got angry and kicked the Audi. This time, Yuan Lang quit. He took out a pair of flat lenses from his glasses box, put them on, pretended to be very polite and came down from the car, shouting: "how can you be so unreasonable?" Listen to that accent, it seems that it's from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
The other party had already seen that Yuan Lang's car license plate was foreign, and his dialect was full of foreign languages, which made him more rampant. He opened his eyes, pointed to Yuan Lang's nose and swore. Yuan Lang said anxiously, "how can you swear?"
"What's the matter with you? I'm going to beat you!" The man was about to fight. At this time, the traffic police arrived in time. Seeing the display of Q7 and the military vehicle license plate with black characters on a white background, he immediately had a bottom in his heart. He just advised: "don't fight, don't fight, speak slowly."
The two men driving Q7 are more rampant when they see the traffic police coming. They point at Yuan Lang and scold him. Chu Lingfeng gets out of the car and holds his arm to see how yuan Lang plays a pig and eats a tiger.
At this time, there was a long traffic jam. The cars behind kept honking their horns, and the traffic police were in a hurry, but there was nothing they could do. Yuan Lang still used Mandarin with a southern accent to explain that he was driving normally, and the military vehicles broke the rules first, and they had to hit people, which was unreasonable!
The man was infuriated by his attitude. Without saying a word, he went back to the car and took a baseball bat down. He walked over and smashed it down. The window of Audi A6 didn't move. However, Yuan Lang's interest in teasing them was lost. He took off his glasses and changed his expression. He said with a grim smile: "dare to smash my car, OK, you have it."
"Damn it, I just broke it. What's the matter?" The man's eyes were wide open, speechless and arrogant. The traffic police were wiping their sweat on one side, but they had no choice but to persuade him. The vehicles behind had already been discharged one kilometer away, and the viaduct was steaming with heat, whistling one after another.
This made yuan Lang not in the mood to play any more. He hit the man in the stomach with a punch that was quite powerful. The man stooped and squatted in pain. Yuan Lang raised his feet in big shoes on his face, and the man was lying on the ground.
The other person just wanted to run, but Chu Lingfeng grabbed the collar and pulled it back. Sweeping his face was four big mouths. He was hit with little stars all over his eyes, and his teeth were spitting out with blood.
The traffic police were terrified. It was too dark for these two outsiders. It seems that they are not fuel-efficient lights.
To his surprise, Yuan Lang went to the roadside, looked down, nodded with satisfaction, went to open the door of Q7, got on the car, slammed the accelerator, and rushed straight to the side of the road. With a roar, the two front wheels of Q7 rushed onto the guardrail.
Yuan Lang opened the car door, jumped down, went back to his Audi A6, put in reverse gear, and then hit Q7 with one foot of accelerator.
Although yuan Lang's car is only an Audi A6, it is actually a modified car. According to the price, he can buy two q7s.
The powerful A8 bumped his brother Q7 under the viaduct, smashing the green space in a mess. The car rolled several times on the ground, which was beyond recognition. Yuan Lang clapped his hands and said, "let's go!"
Chu Lingfeng smiles calmly, opens the door and gets on the bus, and the private Audi goes away, leaving only the traffic police and two so-called soldiers with bloody faces.
On the bus, Yuan Lang lit a cigarette and said, "this luxury military vehicle is not what the brand is awesome, but the 80% of the drivers are fake soldiers, most of them are dudes or some capitalist capitalists. These people are grown up from childhood. They never know the setbacks. Today I teach them, though they are too helpful, but they are also good for them."
Chu Lingfeng said, "are you not afraid of the people behind them?"
Yuan Lang curled his lips and said only one word: "Mao!"
In this way, after arriving at the yuan family, Chu Lingfeng followed yuan Lang into the yuan family's big house. There were not many people in the wing room, only three of them. In addition to Yuan Gang, whom Chu Lingfeng knew, there was an old man sitting on a chair, and the old man's side. There was a middle-aged woman in her forties.
The old man, although sitting there, but the whole person is exuding a kind of unspeakable dignity, just so light looking at Chu Lingfeng. That kind of invisible pressure arises spontaneously.
Of course, this pressure is nothing to Chu Lingfeng. He looks at the old man calmly, and Chu Lingfeng's face shows a very natural smile.
Yuan Lang nodded, pointed to Chu Lingfeng, and introduced to the public: "old man, this is Chu Lingfeng that I told you. He cured the third uncle and helped me a lot."
Looking at Chu Lingfeng, Mr. Yuan nodded and said with satisfaction: "young man, it's really good. It's not easy to see me not to be humble. It seems that Xiao Lang's friend is right."
Mr. Yuan had been in the army all his life, and later he was in a high position. Even though he had retired for many years, the dignity and pressure that came out of him were unbearable to the feudal officials, not to mention Chu Lingfeng, a young man in his early twenties.
"You are just my friend's old man. To me, you are just an elder. Why should I be afraid of you?" Chu Ling Feng said with a smile.
Well, that's good. Sit down. Sit down and talk Hearing Chu Lingfeng's words, the old man waved his hand to indicate Chu Lingfeng to sit on the chair by the door.
Although it's just two words, Chu Lingfeng has made his meaning very clear. In his eyes, Mr. Yuan is just an elder, but he has no other identity.
Chu Lingfeng's attitude was greatly appreciated by Mr. Yuan, because now the yuan family, including Yuan Gang, are more in awe than in affection.
On the road in Beijing, a luxury SUV has been following Yuan Lang's Audi all the time. He always thinks that the car has not passed. Just now, he forced the car from the right side, and he left the front of the car on purpose. Yuan Lang subconsciously wanted to hide, but still failed to avoid the collision.
Both cars stopped. In front of the Audi q73.6 luxury SUV, which is worth millions of dollars, is a military brand. Two men in casual clothes jumped out of the car and were full of Beijing accent and state abuse.
One of them went to check the damage of the car, and one of them came to knock on Yuan Lang's window. Yuan Lang didn't move and didn't let Chu Lingfeng get off the car. Instead, he lit a cigarette and said, "you're blessed. Wait to see the play."
When people outside saw that Yuan Lang ignored him, they suddenly got angry and kicked the Audi. This time, Yuan Lang quit. He took out a pair of flat lenses from his glasses box, put them on, pretended to be very polite and came down from the car, shouting: "how can you be so unreasonable?" Listen to that accent, it seems that it's from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
The other party had already seen that Yuan Lang's car license plate was foreign, and his dialect was full of foreign languages, which made him more rampant. He opened his eyes, pointed to Yuan Lang's nose and swore. Yuan Lang said anxiously, "how can you swear?"
"What's the matter with you? I'm going to beat you!" The man was about to fight. At this time, the traffic police arrived in time. Seeing the display of Q7 and the military vehicle license plate with black characters on a white background, he immediately had a bottom in his heart. He just advised: "don't fight, don't fight, speak slowly."
The two men driving Q7 are more rampant when they see the traffic police coming. They point at Yuan Lang and scold him. Chu Lingfeng gets out of the car and holds his arm to see how yuan Lang plays a pig and eats a tiger.
At this time, there was a long traffic jam. The cars behind kept honking their horns, and the traffic police were in a hurry, but there was nothing they could do. Yuan Lang still used Mandarin with a southern accent to explain that he was driving normally, and the military vehicles broke the rules first, and they had to hit people, which was unreasonable!
The man was infuriated by his attitude. Without saying a word, he went back to the car and took a baseball bat down. He walked over and smashed it down. The window of Audi A6 didn't move. However, Yuan Lang's interest in teasing them was lost. He took off his glasses and changed his expression. He said with a grim smile: "dare to smash my car, OK, you have it."
"Damn it, I just broke it. What's the matter?" The man's eyes were wide open, speechless and arrogant. The traffic police were wiping their sweat on one side, but they had no choice but to persuade him. The vehicles behind had already been discharged one kilometer away, and the viaduct was steaming with heat, whistling one after another.
This made yuan Lang not in the mood to play any more. He hit the man in the stomach with a punch that was quite powerful. The man stooped and squatted in pain. Yuan Lang raised his feet in big shoes on his face, and the man was lying on the ground.
The other person just wanted to run, but Chu Lingfeng grabbed the collar and pulled it back. Sweeping his face was four big mouths. He was hit with little stars all over his eyes, and his teeth were spitting out with blood.
The traffic police were terrified. It was too dark for these two outsiders. It seems that they are not fuel-efficient lights.
To his surprise, Yuan Lang went to the roadside, looked down, nodded with satisfaction, went to open the door of Q7, got on the car, slammed the accelerator, and rushed straight to the side of the road. With a roar, the two front wheels of Q7 rushed onto the guardrail.
Yuan Lang opened the car door, jumped down, went back to his Audi A6, put in reverse gear, and then hit Q7 with one foot of accelerator.
Although yuan Lang's car is only an Audi A6, it is actually a modified car. According to the price, he can buy two q7s.
The powerful A8 bumped his brother Q7 under the viaduct, smashing the green space in a mess. The car rolled several times on the ground, which was beyond recognition. Yuan Lang clapped his hands and said, "let's go!"
Chu Lingfeng smiles calmly, opens the door and gets on the bus, and the private Audi goes away, leaving only the traffic police and two so-called soldiers with bloody faces.
On the bus, Yuan Lang lit a cigarette and said, "this luxury military vehicle is not what the brand is awesome, but the 80% of the drivers are fake soldiers, most of them are dudes or some capitalist capitalists. These people are grown up from childhood. They never know the setbacks. Today I teach them, though they are too helpful, but they are also good for them."
Chu Lingfeng said, "are you not afraid of the people behind them?"
Yuan Lang curled his lips and said only one word: "Mao!"
In this way, after arriving at the yuan family, Chu Lingfeng followed yuan Lang into the yuan family's big house. There were not many people in the wing room, only three of them. In addition to Yuan Gang, whom Chu Lingfeng knew, there was an old man sitting on a chair, and the old man's side. There was a middle-aged woman in her forties.
The old man, although sitting there, but the whole person is exuding a kind of unspeakable dignity, just so light looking at Chu Lingfeng. That kind of invisible pressure arises spontaneously.
Of course, this pressure is nothing to Chu Lingfeng. He looks at the old man calmly, and Chu Lingfeng's face shows a very natural smile.
Yuan Lang nodded, pointed to Chu Lingfeng, and introduced to the public: "old man, this is Chu Lingfeng that I told you. He cured the third uncle and helped me a lot."
Looking at Chu Lingfeng, Mr. Yuan nodded and said with satisfaction: "young man, it's really good. It's not easy to see me not to be humble. It seems that Xiao Lang's friend is right."
Mr. Yuan had been in the army all his life, and later he was in a high position. Even though he had retired for many years, the dignity and pressure that came out of him were unbearable to the feudal officials, not to mention Chu Lingfeng, a young man in his early twenties.
"You are just my friend's old man. To me, you are just an elder. Why should I be afraid of you?" Chu Ling Feng said with a smile.
Well, that's good. Sit down. Sit down and talk Hearing Chu Lingfeng's words, the old man waved his hand to indicate Chu Lingfeng to sit on the chair by the door.
Although it's just two words, Chu Lingfeng has made his meaning very clear. In his eyes, Mr. Yuan is just an elder, but he has no other identity.
Chu Lingfeng's attitude was greatly appreciated by Mr. Yuan, because now the yuan family, including Yuan Gang, are more in awe than in affection.
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