The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Yan Weiwei and Hu Yifei gathered together and murmured and discussed for a while, looking towards Meng Lang from time to time and gesturing.

After a while, after the discussion was over, Yan Weiwei gave them a "Leave it to me" look, then walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

"Bang!" Close the car door.

She was speechless when she looked at Meng Lang, who opened a small section of his chin and calmly ate his burger.

"I won 1 million! Let me see why you are not nervous at all?"

"Why should I be nervous? If I win a lottery ticket, I will win hundreds of millions. Did you see that I was nervous when I bought the lottery ticket?"

Meng Lang continued to eat calmly.

"Then how can it be the same? The odds of winning the lottery are only a few, and if you can win, you're lucky! But this time you have to have... a 50% chance of winning, right?"

Yan Weiwei stretched out her hand, thought about it, and made a five sign.

"Ha! You are more confident than me.

I've never competed with anyone, how do I know what my chances are? "

"Hey! What do you mean you haven't competed? Didn't you say you participated in that Bayin competition? Don't let me off the hook now!

If you lose, I will be very embarrassed. Show me your driving license test and show your so-called 'art'! "

Meng Lang said helplessly, "My art belongs to the abstract school. Although it is painted by 'I', to be honest, I don't understand it very well now, so isn't this why I need to make it realistic?"

Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes, this guy said something incomprehensible again.

"I don't care whether you are an abstract artist or a realist artist. In short, I have already boasted a lot. You must give your best today, otherwise I won't be able to control myself later and I will definitely turn you into some kind of 'performance art'. "

rash:"……"

Yan Weiwei was "cheering up" Meng Lang in the car when she heard a faint roar of a motor in the distance.

"Buzz~buzz~" This movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Meng Lang looked up and saw a dozen luxury sports cars of various shapes in the distance, forming a long queue and driving towards them quickly.

"Here we come!" Hu Yifei narrowed his eyes, and everyone gathered around him.

"Buzz~buzz" The motorcade in the distance raised smoke and dust, getting closer and closer to them.

The Ferrari 488 in the lead didn't even slow down when it got close, and just drifted.

"Tsk~" Amidst the violent friction of the tires, the Ferrari stopped directly in front of everyone.

When the car stopped, it was only two or three meters away from Hu Yifei and the others in the front row, which was full of provocation.

Hu Yifei and everyone couldn't help but frown.

"Bang bang bang!" After a sound of the car door closing, about twenty men and women got out of the car and gathered in front of everyone.

Two men got out of the first Ferrari.

The co-pilot got off the bus and was about 27 or 28 years old. He had short hair, the collar of his white shirt was slightly open, and he had a cynical expression.

The man who got off the driver's seat was wearing a jacket and boots. His skin was slightly dark, and he was 1.85 meters tall. His muscles under the T-shirt were clearly defined, and his eyes were somewhat unruly.

Hu Yifei fanned the flying dust and said slightly dissatisfied.

"Young Master Hong, you brought a sandstorm when you came out. Isn't it a bit environmentally unfriendly?"

"Haha! Sorry, sorry, my brother just came back from abroad and he doesn't understand the rules. Didn't he scare a few of you?"

The man in the white shirt smiled and apologized, but there was no apology in his words.

"Come, let me introduce to you, this is our driver Xu Jinfeng, Mr. Xu!

Mr. Xu is the third son of the Xu Group. I believe everyone is familiar with him. He has just returned to China and will become a member of the same circle from now on. Please take good care of him.

Jinfeng, why don't you come over and say hello to Mr. Hu? "

Xu Jinfeng glanced at the crowd and nodded slightly arrogantly.

"I was just rude. I have been abroad for a long time and am relatively direct. So Mr. Hu...are you my opponent today?"

Hu Yifei smiled and shook his head. "Master Xu's opponent tonight is not me."

Hong Shijie was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

As far as he knew, among the people on the opposite side, the most capable one was Hu Yifei. Could it be that the other side also found foreign aid?

"Oh? Then where is my opponent?" Xu Jinfeng raised his eyebrows.

Everyone looked at the red Porsche in unison...

…

"It's like a gang fight between the Young and the Dangerous. I mean, these two gangs are not gangsters, right?" Meng Lang complained as he looked at the two gangs who were faintly confronting each other.

"The leader of the gang opposite is called Hong Shijie, and his surname is Hong." Yan Weiwei explained.

"What's wrong with the surname Hong?"

"The secretary of Su City is also named Hong."

"Uh..." Meng Lang paused while stuffing the burger into his mouth.

"The one we have here, Hu Yifei, has a funny name, but the mayor of Su City is also named Hu." Yan Weiwei pointed again.

"..."

Meng Lang was speechless.

I knew this circle might be a bit high-end, but I didn’t expect it to be so high-end?

Co-author: Is this a fight between the eldest young master and the second young master today?

Instinctively I want to run away.

I am an insurance salesman, and I just want to reach level 100 in the novice map. This high-end game is not suitable for me at all!

This girl Yan Weiwei really wants to harm me again. Getting in her car will definitely be bad!

But soon, he calmed down again.

I almost forgot, I am a masked driver today!

"Here! The one next to Hong Shijie, if I'm not mistaken, is your opponent today, Xu Jinfeng. He just came back from gilding abroad."

Um? Xu Jinfeng? Why does this name sound familiar?

At this moment, Hong Shijie's introduction to Xu Jinfeng came from the window.

[Master Xu is the third son of the Xu Group, I believe everyone is familiar with it...]

The third son of the Xu Group? Isn't that Xu Jinsong's younger brother?

Meng Lang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Is this considered enemies on the same road?

"Hey! Everyone, look at you. Do you want to go out and say hello?" Yan Weiwei poked Meng Lang.

Meng Lang looked up and realized that everyone was watching him.

"Zi~" The car window slowly lowered.

He nodded lightly to Xu Jinfeng and others who looked astonished, and then waved with the hand holding half of the burger.

"Good Evening, Nice to meet you!"

"Zi~" The car window slowly went up again.

Everyone: "..."

Xu Jinfeng's face twitched slightly, and then he sneered.

"I thought I was crazy enough, but I didn't expect to meet someone even crazier. It's interesting!"

"Master Hu, what's the matter? The driver you're looking for doesn't dare to meet anyone?" Hong Shijie said dissatisfied.

"As a driver, it's normal to have a personality. I think Mr. Xu has quite a personality, right?" Hu Yifei said with a smile.

He actually liked this masked driver a little bit.

Of course, the premise is that he can win this game...

Hong Shijie curled his lips and said, "Okay, let's get straight to the point. How do we play?"

"Young Master Xu has just returned to China. If I get injured, people outside will think that I don't know how to treat guests. So let's just play 'cat and mouse'!"

"Cat catches mouse?" Hong Shijie frowned.

After looking at Xu Jinfeng and seeing him nodding indifferently, he slowly said, "Okay!"

Everyone immediately started to clear the place.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, Xu Jinfeng gave a thumbs up with a sneer, and then gently traced his neck from left to right in the direction of Meng Lang.

Throat cutting ceremony!

"Arrogant! Too arrogant! Little Mencius, beat him up!" Yan Weiwei in the car looked angry when she saw this scene.

"Yes! I will try my best."

Seeing that Meng Lang was so provoked but still looked so heartless, Yan Weiwei was so angry that she hated iron but could not make steel.

He rolled his eyes and started to seduce.

"Hey! Have you seen those beauties outside the window?" She pointed out the window.

Meng Lang turned his head and glanced in that direction in confusion. As expected, he was fat and thin, and most importantly, he was wearing cool clothes.

"Yeah! What's wrong?"

"If you win the competition, you can choose their WeChat account as you like." Yan Weiwei gave her a knowing look.

Um? If you say that, then I will be excited.

However, the excitement only lasted for a moment, and soon the brain calmed down again.

Only then did he react to a question.

Do I have no choice now?

I have too many choices!

"What are you doing! A beauty trap? Am I that kind of person?"

The weak water is three thousand, and I would risk my life to get even a scoop.

I really want to kill the thief, but I am unable to save myself...

There are three love lines so far, and Lu Kexin will not tell the ending. It is simply sad to see and cry to everyone who hears it!

Go to the capital and run for love, I crashed.

What about you, Yan Weiwei? Just when you had some signs, I fell off the cliff...

Is this considered as sacrificing my life and blood for love?

You see, this is just the ABC line, with several lives added to it, and a few more DEF lines. My single-threaded brain really can't handle this kind of multi-threaded life and death situation.

No matter how many brothers there are, they are not enough to create something like this!

After reading my life, I just want to sum up one sentence about love -

Asking what love is in the world can teach you how to make love between life and death...

In this case, I will open a new line when I am full!

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be quite determined. I really can't tell at all.

Aren't you tempted by all the beauties here? Are you a crook? Yan Weiwei looked him up and down.

Meng Lang stared, feeling offended.

Can a straight Chinese-speaking man tolerate this?

"Of course I'm straight, but if you want to use a honey trap, then I have to be on the same level as you, right?"

Yan Weiwei's eyes widened when she heard this. She was about to get angry, but she quickly realized what she was doing.

This guy seems to be praising me?

"I...I'm not as good as you said." Yan Weiwei said a little coyly.

"Be confident, landlord. With your figure and looks, in ancient times, you could definitely support a brothel!"

Yan Weiwei: "..."

It took three seconds to react.

"boom!"

The next moment, Meng Lang's face came into close contact with the steering wheel...

…

Seeing the "masked driver" who was pushed to the steering wheel through the glass window, Hu Yifei and Da Lang looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Um! This "cheer up" technique.

As expected, she is very senior...