My right eye is a god-level computer

This meal cannot be eaten.

Brother Liu glanced at the piece of gold on the table, which was probably still warm, and stood up suddenly.

He immediately gathered strength and prepared to rush out of the restaurant as quickly as possible.

And outside the restaurant.

Mr. Song, who was wearing a gray suit, looked up at the plaque and sighed slightly.

He felt that his previous attitude was too tough, and now he tried to lower his mentality and was ready to sit down and have a good talk with Brother Liu.

"Is the information correct? Brother Liu is here?"

Mr. Song tilted his head slightly and asked the secretary behind him.

The secretary nodded, "Sky Eye found that Mr. Liu walked in here 10 minutes ago and was having a meal."

Mr. Song nodded and was about to take a step.

The double doors of the restaurant suddenly opened, and a gust of wind blew through!

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the wind was blowing on the ground!

The people outside the door only felt their bodies shake and their eyes blurred.

"What a strange wind."

Mr. Song put his hands behind his back and walked into the restaurant, but saw the diners in the restaurant with horror on their faces.

"The man in white just now, he bowed and disappeared!"

"Flash!"

Hmm?

Mr. Song looked at the empty seat in the corner and suddenly came back to his senses.

The gust of wind just now, was it Brother Liu?

Was he hiding from me like this!

Mr. Song turned around and looked outside the door. There was no one in the vast night sky.

Alas

Mr. Song sighed inexplicably. He suddenly realized that it would not be easy to see Brother Liu in the future!

The silver shuttle was like a silver stream of light, passing through the clouds rapidly.

Brother Liu stood in it, and his mood gradually calmed down.

It's the most troublesome to get entangled with a woman, I hide.

Beep

Only a red dot flashed rapidly on the radar in front of him.

Demon Boy: "There is a UFO behind us."

Brother Liu was stunned.

He then looked at the monitoring screen, and the perspective gradually enlarged, but he saw a rare aircraft following the silver shuttle.

It looks like a small glider, but it is powered by a jet engine. The entire back is very flat and covered with a transparent windshield.

The information provided by Mo Tong shows that this aircraft comes from a well-known international private aircraft manufacturing company and is a custom-made model that is not open to the public.

What made Liu Di's back slightly cold was.

Inside the windshield of the aircraft, there was a figure sitting.

She sat in the driver's seat, crossed her legs, and tapped the armrest of the seat with her fingers. Under the high-speed flight, she was both indifferent and domineering, like a queen looking down on all living things.

"That motorcycle girl."

Liu Di's eyes twitched slightly, and he glanced at the flying speed of the silver shuttle, 400 kilometers per hour.

"Mo Tong, it's time to prove the value of the silver shuttle."

Mo Tong: "Look at me, eh"

Whoosh!

The speed of the silver shuttle instantly increased by 3 times and disappeared in an instant!

The domineering motorcycle girl behind him was extremely indifferent, not panicking at all, just flying in the sky step by step.

Boom!

Crash!

"Oh my god!"

On a street in Hai City, a rare antique car collided with a BMW.

The accident was not serious. The BMW was dented and the antique car had several stripes of paint scraped off.

A man in black sportswear got out of the antique car. He looked down at his car and suddenly looked terrified, "It's over, I'm dead!"

A 4-year-old boy in the passenger seat got out of the car with a frown on his face, "Kun Sang! You obviously don't have the skills, and you insisted on driving when I told you not to. Now you hit Violent Bear's new car. Let's see what you can do!"

The man in sportswear turned pale, "It's over, it's over, I'm dead."

"Of course you're dead!"

Two yellow-haired young men got out of the BMW, looking ruffian-like, and cursed: "Drive!" You're driving a broken old car and you're wandering around. Do you know how much my BMW is worth? Can you afford it?"

"Get out of here."

The man in sportswear frowned, looking terrified, but the next moment he touched the paint of the antique car and said cowardly, "I'm dead"

"Oh my god!"

"You met a psychopath?"

"You're still bullying me after you hit my car! ?"

The two yellow-haired young men rolled up their sleeves aggressively, "50,000 yuan, don't even think about going anywhere without money!"

Wow wow wow

The sirens sounded, and a beautiful female traffic police arrived on a motorcycle.

After getting off the car, she checked the scene immediately and said coldly, "The antique car crossed the line and changed lanes, the BMW car was driving normally, the antique car was fully responsible, should we settle it privately or report it to the police?"

Report it to the police?

Kun Sang's body froze.

A picture instantly appeared in his mind-Di San was looking at him with a smile outside the iron railings.

If I go to the police station, not only will I crash the car, but the three emperors will have to bail me out. I'm done for. I'm done for.

"Huh?"

The female traffic police suddenly frowned, "Why doesn't the antique car have a license plate? Driver, give me an explanation."

What license plate?

Kun Sang was stunned again. I didn't have it when I drove out secretly!

The little boy pouted, "He doesn't know what a license plate is because he doesn't have a driver's license!"

The female traffic police suddenly raised her head, "You don't have a driver's license yet?!"

"Yes!"

The little boy added, "And he's not a Chinese, he doesn't even have a nationality!"

The female traffic police was even more surprised, "You don't have an ID card yet?"

Kun Sang was completely panicked, "Hey, brother, it was our idea to drive out secretly for a ride! How could you betray me?"

But they saw the little boy with an innocent face, lying in Kun Sang's ear and saying: "Master Kun Sang, I'm sorry, now that things have happened, I have to pass the blame. Once you get into the situation, you will take the blame. "

The little boy sighed slightly again, "I also wanted to be a good person, but I had no choice. The violent bear is too violent."

"this"

Kun Sang suddenly felt that his brain was not enough, but he felt that he was being tricked by a 4-year-old child.

"Officer, please wait."

I saw the driver of the BMW, Huang Mao, walking forward with a playful smile, "Let me say a few words to this brother."

Huang Mao said, pulling Kun Sang aside.

He smiled evilly and said: "Brother, I didn't expect you to have quite a personality. You drove illegally and caused an accident. Under normal circumstances, you will definitely get into trouble."

"but"

"Give me 100,000!"

"How about I just say that I hit you and you didn't drive?"

Kun Sang stared at Huang Mao with disbelief on his face.

Is society so complicated?

"Kun Sang."

I heard the voice of a little boy at my feet. He crumpled up and took out a banknote from his trouser pocket, "I have 10 yuan here to buy ice cream. Take it and figure out what to do with the rest." , I can only help you so much.”

Kun Sang gritted his teeth, took the 10 yuan, and took out three more bills from his pocket.

He looked at Huang Mao with a bitter look on his face and said, "Little bastard, you put a zero on it. I have a total of 310 yuan here. Take it and forget about it."

Huang Mao looked confused.

Suddenly I feel like my brain capacity is not enough!

Did I hear him wrong?

If you add zero to 100,000 yuan, it becomes 310?

Was your math teacher kidnapped by a toilet cleaner? !

Also, who are you calling little brat?