Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

"That kid lives in this building!"

As one of his men spoke, the car stopped sideways.

Cao Ermeng rubbed his chin and said, "Is this a fucking place where people live? It's a concentration camp!"

Another subordinate suddenly exclaimed: "It seems that they are not all poor. Brother Meng, there is a big Benz parked there!"

Cao Ermeng was stunned: "Da Ben? Second-hand?"

The subordinates responded: "It looks quite new!"

Cao Ermeng walked over to take a look, and immediately smiled sinisterly.

The others followed, all laughing.

"A Mercedes-Benz test drive? It must have been driven by the little driver surnamed Lu!" Cao Er Mengzi put his foot on the wheel and pinched his chin to come up with an idea: "Brothers, don't be dazed, work!"

"Brother Meng means that you smashed the car?"

"Smash the hammer! We are civilized people. If you want to be elegant, you must first let the air out of the tires."

"Brother Meng is smart! Once the gas is deflated, the car won't be able to drive..."

"Why don't you fucking hurry up and work! It's not too late to smash the car after letting go of the gas! Anyway, this broken community can't afford surveillance."

"..."

Lu Ping was upstairs, and through the window, he saw a group of people sneaking around in front of his car.

What are they going to do?
Before he had time to change his clothes, Lu Ping hurried down wearing a vest and shorts.

But it was still a step late.

They had deflated the tires and were about to smash the car with iron bars.

From the looks of it, Cao Ermeng and his group's approach to the stage was indeed more civilized than that of Brother Scar.

They didn't use machetes and daggers, but each of them carried an iron rod, which could be retracted.

There are also hollow baseball bats held by two people, made of metal.

"stop!"

Lu Ping yelled!
"Who the hell dares to be nosy?" Cao Ermengzi, who was a resident of the community, immediately roared.

Until he quickly saw the face of the person coming.

"It's you? Haha!" Cao Ermeng showed surprise.

One of his subordinates interjected: "This guy is not timid, he dares to come down, it's okay, save us climbing the stairs to find him!"

Cao Ermengzi shook the iron rod with one hand and grabbed his chin with the other. He looked at Lu Ping disdainfully, gasped for air and said, "It seems that we are lucky. Brother Scar has been squatting for two days without bumping into each other. We As soon as it came, this kid was sent to the front of his eyes by himself. God cares, God cares!"

Lu Ping was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Scar you mentioned... the one with the scar on his arm?"

"Smart!" Cao Ermengzi scratched his arm with an iron rod: "I burn a few cigarette scars and call myself Brother Scar, thinking that it can scare people and make people laugh!"

"Brother Scar told you that he hasn't seen me?" Lu Ping asked.

Cao Ermeng snorted coldly: "Nonsense! If I saw you, would you still be able to stand here and talk properly?"

Lu Ping seemed to understand something, and shook his head: "It seems that you and this scar brother are at odds, let him plot you like this. Oh, I recognized you, you were at the Lianhua Hotel... The boss with the moustache, right? What about your beard, are you planning to keep it?"

Cao Er was so angry that he was ashamed and angry.

How dare this kid speak sarcastic words, poke my wound, poke my wound!
"How the hell can it grow so fast, you think it's a weed!" Cao Ermeng touched his chin, thinking of the scene of that day, he was almost out of breath.

Lu Ping said bluntly: "Don't stay, you look old. You are still young."

"Am I very familiar with you? Do you need me to give me advice?" Cao Ermengzi was going crazy. This guy was still as natural as he was at the Lianhua Hotel that day, and he didn't change his face when he was in trouble.

But today is not what it used to be.

This time, even if you use the banner of Mr. Hou to scare people again, I will never believe it!
Lu Ping glanced at the Mercedes-Benz test drive car, and sighed: "Everyone, you have deflated my car, how can I go to work tomorrow? If I am late, the boss will deduct my salary!"

"You still want to go to work?" Cao Ermengzi laughed hysterically.

The other subordinates, as if they had heard a joke, laughed and turned their backs.

Cao Ermengzi spit on the car, and said contemptuously: "Boy, are you fucking worthy of driving this car to and from work? This is a Mercedes-Benz, and you are poor! We are also helping you recognize yourself, See the situation clearly. A humble person, even if he drives a Bentley or a Rolls-Royce, he is still so humble!"

"Ha ha……"

"Hahahaha, Brother Meng is absolutely right!"

"Bitches are only fit to ride bicycles!"

"I'm afraid he won't even be able to ride a bicycle in the future, break his dog legs!"

Between talking and laughing, everyone was already at war.

Iron rod in hand.

Metal sound.chill.murderous look.

"That's it." Lu Ping raised one hand, waved it lightly, and said, "I'll count one, two, three, and let's put down the iron rods, weapons, and so on. There are so many people in the community, it's scary Great. Then let's find a place where no one is around and settle the grievances. What do you think? One, two..."

When everyone heard this, they almost burst out laughing.

Cao Er laughed so hard that his intestines almost broke: "Boy, you should go to Guo Degang to talk about cross talk! It's so fucking ridiculous! We have weapons and guys, what about you? What do you have? Want to be a white wolf with empty hands? ?”

But immediately, he really threw the iron rod in his hand to the ground.

Clang!

The brothers were puzzled.

"Even if we don't use weapons or anything, what's the matter?" Cao Ermeng shook his neck, his joints making a clicking sound: "It can still kill you!"

That's right, brother Meng is right.

Although Yi Xi's subordinates did not lay down their weapons like Brother Meng, they all worshiped Brother Meng.

To deal with such a small driver, is it still necessary to take a guy?
Three punches and two kicks will kill him!
"Cervical spondylosis is serious, it needs to be treated!" Lu Ping slapped him.

Cao Ermeng had no time to dodge, even his smile froze there.

what's the situation?Why can't the head turn back?
Tried a few times, still can't turn back.

The cervical spine seems to be stuck.

He became furious, resisting the discomfort in his neck, and retrieved the iron rod from the ground.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to throw it away. Who would have thought that this kid didn't play his cards according to the routine, and just slapped himself?
Seeing that the boss had been slapped, he was the first to rush over with the iron rod.

Lu Ping lifted his foot and kicked it flying.

Another hunk attacked from the flank, but Lu Ping punched him without looking back.

The other party let out an 'ouch', and a dog ate shit on the ground.

If so again and again.

After a while, all the subordinates brought by Cao Ermeng lay on the ground and moaned.

In the end, only Cao Ermeng was left alone, turning his head in surprise.

He could only hold his shoulder to Lu Ping, so as to ensure that he could see the other party directly.

"See if I don't strangle you to death!" Cao Ermengzi faced the enemy sideways, waving an iron rod and smashing towards him.

Lu Ping grabbed his hair and punched the iron rod off his hand.

Then kick him in the stomach.

Haven't reacted yet.

Cao Ermeng flew out staggeringly, and just fell on the Mercedes-Benz.

After being hit so hard, his neck turned back, but when he touched his mouth with his hand, it was wet and full of blood.

God, vomiting blood?
How cruel!
"You still dare to rub against my car? How can I explain to the boss if it's dirty? Get out of the way!" Lu Ping ordered Cao Ermeng, pointing at him.

Cao Ermeng leaned there, almost going crazy.

Do you think I am willing?Didn't you call me here?
I want to move away, how to move?How do you move it?He was seriously injured, brother!

Can you still stand still?

Let others take it easy, okay?
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