Mr. President is too paranoid

Riding his beloved Harley heavy-duty motorcycle for a ride at night is Cao Xiong's favorite thing. This time it feels even better because there is a person on his Harley heavy-duty motorcycle.

Because he was in a good mood, he got carried away, so he accidentally drove the expected distance. Originally, Cao Xiong just wanted to take An'an around the city, but he drove to the vicinity of Shoushan without knowing it.

The Panshan Highway in Shoushan is the favorite of drag racing gangs. Generally speaking, drag racing gangs here know Cao Xiong’s black Harley heavy motorcycle. Few people will provoke him, but few people does not mean no one.

Just when Cao Xiong was riding a black Harley heavy-duty motorcycle and carrying An An around a corner, a red sports car rushed past Harley, which was not very fast, because the red sports car was too far away from Harley. As he approached, An'an let out an exclamation in fright.

A beautiful red sports car flicked to a stop not far in front of Harley. Cao Xiong stopped the Harley heavy motorcycle and reached out to take off the helmet on his head. The smile that had been on his face these days suddenly disappeared and was replaced by What's more is a cold expression.

Somewhat different from Gu Mo's indifferent expression, Gu Mo's indifference makes people feel cold, while Cao Xiong's expression makes people feel cold.

These are two completely different types of people, Gu Mo is stern and elegant, while Cao Xiong is cold and dangerous.

The color of red sports cars is bright red, and there is only one sports car that uses tacky bright red so stunningly, and that is Ferrari.

There was a man sitting on the Ferrari sports car. Seeing Cao Xiong take off his helmet and looking at him, this man gave Cao Xiong the middle finger while sitting in the convertible Ferrari!

Generally speaking, the person who made this gesture to Cao Xiong would have his finger broken off by him, but Cao Xiong looked at this person who dared to point the middle finger to him, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Fuck..." After uttering this word, Cao Xiong had a feeling in his heart that he took An An out today and didn't read the almanac. If he knew that he would meet the evil star in front of him today, he would not choose to take An An out tonight if he was killed. , let alone ride a car to Shoushan.

Apart from Xie Wei, there are only a few elderly people in the Tianwei League who can shout and shout at Cao Xiong, and that is because he respects the elderly, but the person sitting in the Ferrari is certainly not related to the elderly, but she is indeed Tianwei The people in the league, yes, she is not him, the one who drives the Ferrari is a woman, and it is a beautiful little girl in a sailor suit with long hair and a shawl, who looks like she has stepped out of a two-dimensional world, she looks absolutely No more than 20 years old.

This girl who looks very kawaii and very lolita, but behaves like a rough guy is named Lin Mo'er. She herself is not actually a member of the Tianwei League, but her father Lin Zhengtang is The most important bosses in the league are second only to Xie Wei in terms of status and prestige, and even if it comes to hard power, Lin Zhengtang may even surpass Xie Wei.

Lin Mo'er is Lin Zhengtang's only daughter. Lin Zhengtang never remarried after losing his wife in his early years. Although the leader of the Tianwei League is surrounded by women, none of them gave him a boy and a half girl, so Lin Moer is naturally The jewel in Lin Zhengtang's palm was spoiled since he was a child, but Lin Mo'er was sweet and cute, so even if this girl often got into trouble, she would either give Lin Zhengtang face or be ashamed to care about a little girl, Lin Mo'er My son has never suffered a loss.

Even a person like Cao Xiong had the idea of ​​retreating when he saw Lin Mo'er, so others can imagine.

Cao Xiong didn't see clearly who the person who did such a dangerous act was, now that he saw clearly, he was ready to drive An An away, but just as he was about to turn the car around, Lin Mo'er yelled: "Smelly Daxiong, you Dare to run, if you dare to run, I will chase you and bump into you, believe it or not?"

If others threatened Cao Xiong in this way, they would treat him as a fart, but when Lin Moer said this, Cao Xiong believed it immediately. He sighed depressedly and parked the Harley heavy motorcycle. Getting off the car, An An also got off the Harley heavy-duty motorcycle at this time, Cao Xiong turned to An An and said, "Don't move, I'll go and have a word with this little psycho."

An An put on his helmet and nodded, looking a little happy. Cao Xiong took out a box of Changshou from his pocket and lit one, walked over to Ferrari and said, "Do you know that it was dangerous just now?"

Lin Mo'er snorted, looked at An An who was standing next to the Harley motorcycle and said angrily, "Fuck, who is that?"

Cao Xiong said: "You girl, can you stop fucking all day, that's my friend, what's wrong?" Lin Mo'er blinked her big eyes and said, "Girlfriend? Smelly Daxiong, didn't you say you wanted to marry me?" ? Why did you get involved with this woman?"

"When did I ever say I wanted to marry you!" Cao Xiong almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth, but his voice lowered, obviously a little guilty.

"Are you saying you didn't say it?!" Lin Mo'er's voice was not low, and she jumped out of the Ferrari's driver's seat, and her movements were so neat that she had practiced it: "You said it ten years ago! A lot Everyone can hear it!"

Cao Xiong's face collapsed: "Ten years ago you were only eight years old... I was just trying to coax you so that you don't cry, okay?" Lin Mo'er snorted, "I don't care, do you want to take back what you said? what man?"

Cao Xiong really had nothing to do with this little ancestor. At this moment, Lin Mo'er had already walked over to An An, her little leather boots stepping on the road, looking full of aura: "I want to see what it is What kind of vixen charms you... Is she as beautiful as me?"

Lin Mo'er was very confident when she said this. The little girl was indeed very beautiful. She walked up to An An and looked at her, and suddenly found that although she was wearing a motorcycle helmet and very ordinary clothes, she had an obvious figure. Very good, I couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at my slightly flat chest, and my momentum suddenly stagnated.

"Isn't it just bigger breasts... Mo'er, you are the best." In her heart, Lin Mo'er cheered herself up, and said loudly to An An: "I am Nobita's girlfriend, who are you?"

The corners of An An's face under the motorcycle mask were slightly raised. Although she was wearing a helmet, she still heard the conversation between Lin Mo'er and Cao Xiong. She really didn't feel bad for the girl in front of her. Girls are really cute.

Hearing Lin Mo'er asking who she was, An An took off her helmet and stretched out her right hand: "Hello, my name is An An, and I'm an ordinary friend of Brother Xiong."

An An deliberately said these four words ordinary friends very strongly, Cao Xiong couldn't help feeling tense when he heard these four words with a cigarette in his mouth.

An An stretched out her hand to Lin Mo'er, but Lin Mo'er didn't. She looked at An An's face with a sad expression on her face: "So you are so beautiful..."

In fact, An An and Lin Mo'er's looks are similar to each other, but they have different ages and different experiences. Although An An lost her memory, the temperament in her body is naturally there. Suppressing the girl's femininity, that's why Lin Mo'er felt hit.

After being shocked by An An's appearance for a short time, Lin Mo'er immediately responded. Seeing An An's hand stretched out to her, although she was a little reluctant, the little girl reached out and shook An An's hand: "Hello, I It's called Lin Mo'er, just now, I'm sorry just now."

Lin Mo'er is not stupid. From An An's emphasis on ordinary friends, she knew that An An didn't mean that to Cao Xiong now, but she didn't believe that Cao Xiong didn't mean that to An An, so She has known Cao Xiong for ten years, when did Cao Xiong let another woman ride this Harley in the ten years?

Even if it was her, she still sat on it when she was a child...

Lin Mo'er, who was a big kid, immediately adjusted her strategy, turned her head around, and immediately showed a cute smile to An An.

An'an could see the little girl's ghostly thoughts at a glance, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The two girls, one big and one small, deliberately flattered the other, and immediately chatted happily. Yan stood there, his head was really full of question marks, he didn't understand what the situation was at all.

On the way down from Shoushan Mountain, An An didn't take Cao Xiong's motorcycle anymore, but sat in Lin Mo'er's Ferrari. Lin Mo'er said that she would take An'an to Fisherman's Wharf for a special supper, but it turned out that Cao Xiong You can only ride a Harley heavy motorcycle and follow these two beauties to eat the wind.

From this night on, An An and Lin Mo'er became good friends. This was her first friend besides Cao Xiong after she came to Treasure Island, and she would also remain a good friend for the rest of her life.

For Cao Xiong, An An's identity was a headache, but Lin Mo'er easily solved it for An An. It was really simple to say, it was just a matter of two phone calls from the little girl.

And why does Lin Mo'er have so much energy?That's because her father is not only the boss of Tianwei League, but also an entrepreneur and a legislator.

There is a very strange phenomenon in Taiwan, that is, the gangsters are running for the legislators. This situation was the most popular in the 90s of the last century. At that time, one-third of the legislators in Taiwan had gang backgrounds!
In Baodao, the legislators are very good, because the Legislative Yuan manipulates the budget of the government departments of Baodao, so Lin Zhengtang, a gang leader with the status of a legislator, naturally speaks very loudly, and his precious daughter Come forward to help An An get an identity, not to mention that An An just has no identity, even if she has a case on her back, she may be able to handle it.