Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

At dusk, the setting sun gradually sinks to the west, casting a faint golden glow on the bustling streets of Kyoto.

However, at this beautiful moment, there was a person who was extremely anxious. He was Li Yuanchao, who was driving his private car to Kyoto Airport and wanted to flee overseas with the money.

Li Yuanchao looked pale and nervous as he held the steering wheel. His eyes kept scanning the surrounding roads, looking for the fastest route to Kyoto Airport.

Li Yuanchao's heart was filled with fear and anxiety. Even though the car's air conditioner was turned on very cold, his head was still covered in sweat.

Li Yuanchao knew that he was in a desperate situation, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping to escape legal sanctions.

"We must get to the airport as soon as possible!" Li Yuanchao muttered to himself, stepped hard on the accelerator, and the car sped along the road.

However, as it was the evening rush hour, the streets of Kyoto were extremely congested and vehicles were moving slowly, which made Li Yuanchao even more anxious.

Li Yuanchao kept honking the horn, trying to urge the vehicles in front to speed up, but it was all in vain.

"Oh shit!"

"Damn traffic!" Li Yuanchao cursed, sweat dripping down his cheeks.

Ironically, Li Yuanchao himself is the deputy mayor of Kyoto, and he has failed to solve the traffic congestion problem in Kyoto. Cursing on the street is equivalent to cursing himself.

Every second of waiting in the traffic jam made Li Yuanchao, who was eager to leave the country, feel anxious and tormented. Li Yuanchao felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Li Yuanchao didn't know whether he would have time to board a flight abroad. If he missed this opportunity, he would face imprisonment.

When he thought of this, Li Yuanchao felt even more depressed and he began to regret what he had done.

Li Yuanchao kept looking at his watch, and finally, after a long and agonizing drive, he drove through the congested road and stepped on the accelerator towards Kyoto Airport.

At this moment, a silver Jetta sedan from Baidu suddenly appeared in Li Yuanchao's sight. The Jetta sedan seemed to be out of control and rushed straight towards Li Yuanchao's private car.

Li Yuanchao widened his eyes and watched in horror as the Jetta sedan accelerated towards him, with no time to react.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the two cars collided violently.

Li Yuanchao's body suddenly fell forward, and because he was not wearing a seat belt, his head hit the windshield hard. His eyes were blurred, and the sound of collision and breaking echoed in his ears.

"Ah!" Li Yuanchao screamed and covered his forehead in pain. His face was covered in blood, and his eyes revealed despair and anger.

Li Yuanchao pushed open the deformed car door with difficulty, staggered out of the car, and yelled at the driver Lin Lang: "How do you drive?"

"Are you drunk or on drugs?"

"I was in a hurry to catch the plane by motorcycle, but you crashed my car. Isn't this a waste of my time?" Li Yuanchao's voice was full of anger and accusations, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction.

Li Yuanchao knew that this accident might make him lose his last chance to escape, and the driver Lin Lang in front of him was the stumbling block for him to escape overseas with the money.

However, the driver Lin Lang got out of the car quickly.

Lin Lang deliberately replied in a Shanghai accent: "Oh, I'm so sorry! I bumped into you, sorry!"

"Sir, are you hurt?"

"Don't worry, sir! Walla will call the police right now and ask the insurance company to come and assess the damage and help you with the matter, okay?"

Because Lin Lang deliberately spoke in the Hai dialect to hide his identity, Li Yuanchao could not tell at all that Lin Lang was the mysterious man behind the scenes who wanted to bring him to justice.

When Li Yuanchao heard that Lin Lang was going to call the police, he immediately panicked and quickly changed his attitude 180 degrees.

"No, no, no!"

Li Yuanchao covered his injured head and said in a panic: "Don't call the police, just settle it privately! Let's just settle it privately!"

Lin Lang continued in Hai dialect: "This car of mine is fully insured. The responsibility lies with me. The two cars collided so badly. It would be very expensive to repair the car privately. How can I afford it?!"

Li Yuanchao's head was buzzing after a car accident. He said with a bitter smile, "You don't need to fix my car. I'll take the blame and fix it myself. I'm in a hurry to catch a flight at the airport, so I'll leave first."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't run!"

Lin Lang grabbed Li Yuanchao's arm and said to delay time: "Nong Ning ran away. I'll go find Non Ning somewhere. The other party in the car accident can't be found. Will the insurance company help?!"

Li Yuanchao was pulled by Lin Lang and refused to leave. He suddenly had an ominous premonition because the two vehicles that caused the accident were blocked in the middle of the road, and the originally smooth road became congested.

Because it was a busy intersection, more and more people gathered to watch the excitement.

Li Yuanchao realized that this accidental car accident might ruin his plan to escape overseas, so he hurriedly opened the trunk of the car and took out 20,000 Chinese yuan in cash from the suitcase.

"Private!"

"Little brother, let's settle this privately!"

"You don't need to file an insurance claim to fix the car. How about I give you 20,000 yuan to fix the car?"

The cash limit for citizens of Xia country entering and leaving the country is RMB 5000 or the equivalent of US$ in foreign currency.

Therefore, Li Yuanchao did not carry large amounts of cash when he went out, because he was not smuggling, and he could not take the extra cash with him when leaving the country by plane, and it might even attract the attention of airport security personnel.

Lin Lang continued to stop Li Yuanchao from leaving, stalling for time and saying, "Don't leave! My car is so badly damaged, twenty thousand dollars is not enough to repair it!"

Lin Lang used the excuse that the money Li Yuanchao gave him was too little and refused to let Li Yuanchao leave.

Li Yuanchao secretly complained in his heart, he knew that the longer the time was delayed, the worse it would be for him. He looked around helplessly, the crowd of onlookers was increasing, making him panic.

"Brother, I really need to catch a flight!"

"I have a Rolex diamond gold watch on me. Your car is not as valuable as this watch. I will give you 20,000 yuan in cash and this Rolex diamond gold watch, is that ok?"

Lin Lang shook his head and replied, "I'm not a watch repairman, how can I know whether this Rolex watch is real or fake?"

After hearing this, Li Yuanchao felt as if he was being clung to, and couldn't help but complain: "You, a bastard, why are you so fussy?"

"Let go of my arm! I'm in a hurry to leave!" Li Yuanchao was somewhat annoyed and angry.

After hearing this, Lin Lang refused to do it and pretended to be arguing with Li Yuanchao, but in fact he was deliberately delaying time.

"You are a rude person, you are a blackmailer, who cares about you? You are just a liar!"

"If you don't clear up the gossip today, don't leave!"

Lin Lang played the role of the pretentious and difficult person in Hai Ren very well.

Li Yuanchao wanted to cry but had no tears. He wanted to get rid of Lin Lang, but he had no choice but to show off his authority and replied, "I am Li Yuanchao, the deputy mayor of Jingdu. This is my work ID. I will call my secretary now and ask him to stay and deal with the aftermath of the car crash."

Lin Lang took Li Yuanchao's work permit and, with two "rip" sounds, tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground.

Li Yuanchao was completely dumbfounded and asked in astonishment: "How can you, a bastard, be so unreasonable?"

"How dare you tear up my work permit as the deputy mayor of Kyoto? Believe it or not, if I make a phone call, you will be detained for fifteen days?!"

Lin Lang replied disdainfully: "Guan Te!" (which means shut up in Hai dialect)

"I know what's going on. Your work ID is fake. Who do you think you are? Impersonating the deputy mayor of Kyoto is illegal, don't you know?"

"You..." Li Yuanchao was almost angry to death.

There were already quite a few people standing in the distance watching the excitement, and Lin Lang shouted loudly, "Everyone, come and have a look, there's a jerk pretending to be the deputy mayor!"

Kui Yikui just wanted to take a look.

Pizi means liar.

Li Yuanchao panicked when he heard this and hurriedly whispered, "What are you yelling about?"

"You are the leather!"

"Don't leave, you bastard!"

As Lin Lang pulled Li Yuanchao's arm and shouted with an exaggerated expression, more and more people gathered at the scene of the accident to watch the excitement, and the traffic jam at the intersection became more and more serious.

The more people gathered, the more nervous Li Yuanchao became. He heard people who were watching the fun whispering to each other in groups of three or five.

"It's obvious that the young man with the Hai accent is fully responsible. The injured middle-aged man is clearly not responsible, but he insisted on settling the matter privately and didn't dare to report the case to the traffic police. There's something wrong."

"Yes!"

"The middle-aged uncle's car was damaged so badly, but he didn't dare to report it to the traffic police. He was either driving a fake license plate car or he was afraid of being caught for drunk driving. Anyway, there was something fishy going on."

"That's right!"

"It was just a normal traffic accident, and the party not at fault was in a strong position. But the middle-aged man was afraid to handle things impartially. On the contrary, the young man who was at fault was holding the uncle who was not at fault and wouldn't let him go. It was really strange!"

"Could this middle-aged man with a broken head be a fugitive from the Internet?"

Li Yuanchao was shocked to hear the crowd of onlookers, and they had already begun to suspect him. Lin Lang was very difficult to deal with, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay! Then call the police and we'll handle it!"

"If you weren't in a hurry to catch the plane, I'm the innocent party and I wouldn't let you settle it privately." Li Yuanchao made an excuse for himself.

Lin Lang said in a Hai accent: "Official affairs should be handled by officials! If the traffic accident is not resolved by the traffic police, how can we settle it privately?"

Ten thousand alpacas were galloping through Li Yuanchao's heart.

At this moment, Li Yuanchao was almost pissed off by Lin Lang. He looked at Lin Lang with a bad look, wishing he could pounce on him and strangle this idiot to death.

Lin Lang deliberately crashed the car to delay time, thus wasting Li Yuanchao's best time to escape.

Lin Lang took out his cell phone and slowly called the police.

Li Yuanchao also took out his cell phone, but because he felt dizzy, he covered his head with his hands, sat on the curb, and called his secretary Xiao Li.

The traffic police detachment was closer, so the traffic police, including the deputy mayor's secretary Xiao Li, drove to the traffic intersection where the accident occurred first.

Although it was just the siren of a traffic police vehicle, Li Yuanchao was still frightened by it. He could only pretend to be calm. Maybe this is the result of a guilty conscience!

The two male traffic police officers who responded to the call, one auxiliary police officer in his twenties and one official traffic police officer in his thirties, got out of the car and asked, "Who called the police?"

Lin Lang replied: "I."

The auxiliary police officer asked: "Were you the one who was hit or the driver who caused the accident? Which car is yours?"

Li Yuanchao took the lead and said, "I was driving normally. This young man with a Hai accent suddenly changed lanes and hit me. He is the driver who is fully responsible for the accident."

Lin Lang just shrugged and did not deny it.

The traffic policeman, who was in his thirties, checked the accident scene and made a judgment in his mind. He said seriously, "Please show us your driver's license and vehicle registration."

Lin Lang took out his driver's license and vehicle registration and handed them to the traffic police. The traffic police asked after looking at them: "The vehicle you were driving that caused the accident was owned by Baidu Netcom Technology Co., Ltd. It was not your own car, right?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "Yes, that's right!"

Li Yuanchao, who was standing nearby, suddenly changed his expression when he heard that the vehicle involved in the accident was from Baidu, because it was Baidu that exposed the evidence of his son-in-law Su Jian's crime on the Internet.

Li Yuanchao knew very well that the mysterious man who wanted to bring him down must have some connection with Baidu.com, but time was tight and he had no time to use his authority to investigate.

Upon hearing that the vehicle driven by Lin Lang also belonged to Baidu, Li Yuanchao immediately felt ominous and thought, "It can't be such a coincidence that it happened to be a Baidu vehicle that accidentally hit my car?!"

"broken!"

"The other party must have deliberately hit my car to delay my departure from the airport. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape today!"

Li Yuanchao looked at Lin Lang and took a deep breath, then asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"Don't speak the Hai dialect. Speak a few words in Mandarin so I can hear them!"