Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Apart from anything else, if Luosha is determined to win the track and field event by any means necessary, who can stop him?

Who dared to stop him? At least Li Weijun was unwilling to take risks for these false reputations. This did not sound very wise.

He knew very well that if the person in charge of this track and field event had a certain temperament and mind and could calmly accept the result of failure, then he would not mind retaining some of his strength and participating in the competition at only about 80% of the speed.

In this way, you can leave some face for your opponent without completely exposing your entire strength.

However, facing the group of self-important, arrogant and rude Russians, Li Weijun decided to use practical actions to prove to these arrogant guys who is the real god of track and field!

But if the other party can't afford to play, has a hot temper, and is angry and cheating, there is a risk of drawing a gun at any time, then things will be bad, and Li Weijun will have to think about ways and techniques to win.

How to ensure victory in a track and field event without causing the opponent to lose too badly is a question worth pondering.

Li Weijun is not a timid person, but he has to bow his head when he is under someone's roof. Li Weijun is just a mortal and he doesn't want to be washed by 7.62 unless it is absolutely necessary. This is not as simple as a scar the size of a bowl.

Li Weijun was always concerned about Jiang Xifeng's safety and well-being. His care for Jiang Xifeng was even more ferocious and resolute than that of a tiger protecting its cub.

Even though he possessed a terrifying tiger-like power and his powerful strength was outstanding among everyone, he felt as if his hands and feet were tied when he thought that Jiang Xifeng might be in danger.

The power that could have swept through thousands of troops and shocked all directions was now difficult to fully exert because of this deep concern.

Sometimes, when facing the threats and provocations of the enemy, he knew that he had the ability to easily defeat the enemy, but because he was worried that it would affect Jiang Xifeng, he could only choose to endure it and not make any move. In some extreme cases, he even had to reluctantly accept the death in exchange for Jiang Xifeng's safety. Only Li Weijun himself knew the entanglement and pain.

Just as his mind was full of wild thoughts, suddenly, the car seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand, making a harsh friction sound, and then a sudden braking action made the car stop abruptly on the road.

The brakes came so suddenly and violently that the people in the car were thrown forward involuntarily. The whole car seemed to lose balance, stumbling and sliding on the road, and finally stopped shakily in the middle of the road.

The smoke produced by the intense friction between the wheels and the ground spread out, making it almost impossible to see the surrounding scenery.

The passengers in the car were frightened by this sudden change and screamed one after another. Some people even hit the seats or windows in front of them due to inertia.

At that critical moment, thanks to Li Weijun's strong sense of safety, he fastened his seat belt tightly early.

Otherwise, the extremely powerful inertia just now would definitely mercilessly throw him out of the car window like a cannonball! The consequences would be unimaginable.

However, in sharp contrast were Zhang Yunzhen and several other passengers sitting in the back row.

Due to their negligence and failure to fasten their seat belts in time, when the vehicle suddenly encountered such a violent collision, the whole person flew forward like a projectile out of control and slammed into the front seat in an extremely embarrassing posture.

The collision was not light, there was only a dull "bang" sound, followed by a series of painful groans. Looking at them again, each of them had a bruised face and nose, and looked very miserable.

Some had big bumps on their foreheads, some had scratches and bleeding cheeks, and some even had broken noses, grimacing in pain.

The most miserable and unlucky one was Zhang Yunzhen. This guy was drunk as hell at the table, and his legs were as weak as twisted dough sticks and he couldn't use any strength.

The car was suddenly braked and due to inertia, he slammed hard into the front seat. The severe pain was so severe that Li Weijun felt like it was tickled, but Zhang Yunzhen did not have such strong physique and defense. He just felt the pain was unbearable and subconsciously took a few breaths of cold air.

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly slam on the brakes?"

Li Weijun asked in some confusion. He thought that since he couldn't speak Russian, the Russian man should be confused and couldn't understand him. Unexpectedly, the other party spoke in broken Chinese and said indignantly.

"Dawali, this is not my fault. It was the car in front of us that kept cutting us off and tried to block our way several times. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stepped on the accelerator and couldn't control the speed. If I didn't brake quickly, we would have crashed into the wall!"

"Someone cut in?"

Li Weijun received this sharp information and looked forward meaningfully, only to find that the person who had cut off the car had already taken advantage of this opportunity to slip away and run away.

These days there are no surveillance cameras or electronic eyes, so it's hard to find that wicked guy.

"Dawali, believe me, it's all the fault of the person who kept cutting in. Otherwise, with my driving skills, there would be absolutely no problem."

Listening to the Russian's endless explanations, Li Weijun's ears were almost callused. He waved his hands hurriedly: "Okay, the thing has been done. There is no point in discussing right and wrong. You are too competitive when driving. You can't step on the accelerator when you get angry. Otherwise, if an accident really happens, even if the other party is fully responsible, is it worth it?"

You can't write on the tombstone that the person who deliberately cut off the car is fully responsible!

The Russian listened to Li Weijun's words of consolation, and after thinking carefully, he realized that this was the truth. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Davali, these things..."

Li Weijun just waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't mention it, hurry up and send everyone back to the apartment. It's cold, and after what happened, everyone is injured. If we don't find a medical staff to disinfect and bandage them in time, I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable."

"Davri, don't worry. If no one makes trouble, we will definitely return to the apartment soon. Our country has advanced medical conditions and abundant medicines. Your friends will not be at risk of worsening injuries. Just apply some alcohol to disinfect them."

Li Weijun calmed himself down and listened to the Russians' chattering. He found it really hilarious to see them speaking poor Chinese with such great effort.