"Damn it, Brother Cheng, this kid dares to hang up your phone? Do I need me to teach him a lesson?" At this time, a bald man with a tattoo on his arm was angrily in a luxurious private room in a nightclub. The phone was turned on hands-free, and the men and women in the private room could hear it clearly.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him waved his hand: "Xiaohai, these are all small things. Change your bad temper first and don't be impulsive when encountering things."

This person is called Zhai Dacheng, and Feng Tao called him just now.

He is a local bully, and some even gave him the nickname "Zhai Bancheng". Although it is a bit exaggerated, it shows his underground influence.

The Xiaohai next to him is Zhao Hai, who is Xi Mazi under Zhai Dacheng. He is loyal to him and has good skills. He is not very smart and is prone to impulsive when encountering things.

"This is still a trivial matter?" Zhao Hai widened his eyes: "This girl doesn't even have basic respect. Boss, I don't understand why you give him face so much. Isn't you just a slutty little guy?"

Zhai Dacheng snorted coldly: "Xiaohai, you have been with me for so many years, are you a little smart? Feng Tao is a soft rice, but they eat the soft rice of the Long family! If he really gets the top position, it would be enough to give us some soup and noodles from the Long Family Group to us! So we still have to help, you have to take care of this matter."

After hearing this, Zhao Hai looked reluctant: "But isn't he not successful now? According to my analysis, the money brought back by foreign countries is not enough for him to be so bad. How much does it cost to fall in love with Miss Long San? Look at others who are pretty, they should have lost money long ago!"

Zhai Dacheng nodded: "Of course I know, but you didn't hear what he said before hanging up the phone?"

"What?" Zhao Hai thought for a moment and looked confused.

Zhai Dacheng laughed at Zhao Hai's confused look: "What kind of pig brain are you? Feng Tao mentioned a video just now! There are only two possibilities that can make Feng Tao nervous like this. One is not good for him. For example, someone caught someone in bed. If there is such a video, it will definitely affect his relationship with Miss Long San, and he will definitely take the video back at all costs."

When Zhao Hai heard this, he shook his head and said, "Brother Cheng, I really think this is unlikely. I have dealt with Feng Tao. This person is not in vain in foreign countries. He is very good at weighing the pros and cons of things! He now has Miss Long San's thigh, so he is unlikely to mess around before he can hold on. Last time he asked us to play, but he didn't get moved by it even though he drank that way."

Zhai Dacheng was not angry because Zhao Hai refuted him, but nodded: "It's good Xiaohai, he can use his brain. But can you even think of me? What I just said is the first possibility, and there is a second possibility, that is, this video is very important to the Long family. Feng Tao is eager to show himself. No matter which one, as long as we can get the video back quickly, we can do it."

After hearing this, Zhao Hai suddenly realized, and suddenly he frowned again: "Brother Cheng, aren't we going to grab this video from the Long family? The Long family is not something we can provoke. Are we not the tiger's teeth pulling out?"

Zhai Dacheng laughed: "Haizi, you still don't want to use your brain. My favorite thing is to deal with these businessmen. I admit that they are rich but not easy to provoke, but everything has value for them. Things that can be solved with money are trivial matters for them. It is said that porcelain does not fight with clay pots, so we are clay pots. Between losing some money and buying back videos and taking risks to conflict with us, they will definitely choose the former. As long as we follow the rules, we will definitely make a profit."

After hearing this, Zhao Hai quickly flattered and said, "Gao, it's really high!"

Zhai Dacheng smiled and said, "Okay, Haizi, we are racing against time. You should go to the hospital to see the hammer. He should know what's going on at the scene. You can figure out the whole story and then handle the matter well."

After hearing this, Zhao Hai grabbed a woman with heavy makeup next to her chest: "Okay, brother has arranged for her to live. Let's go back and take care of you, the slut! Boss, wait for my good news!" After that, he got up and left.

The undercurrents surged that night, and all forces began to investigate Yang Meng's situation. What about Yang Meng? She slept comfortably all night, and then walked around the entrance of the alley early the next morning.

"Uncle Zhao, let's have a bowl of bean flowers, four fried dough sticks and a tea egg!" Yang Meng came to the breakfast stall at the entrance of the alley early in the morning.

"Xiao Yang, what are you doing today? You look so energetic! What are the happy events?" Uncle Zhao, who sold breakfast, looked up and down Yang Meng: "I always feel that you are different from you."

After paying the money, Yang Meng smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, no matter how nice you speak, I can't give you more money. Judging from the mysterious thing you said, how different is me?"

Uncle Zhao thought about it: "Well... I can't say it, I feel that your spirit is different."

Yang Meng laughed and said, "Uncle Zhao, you are so good at speaking. Add me another tea egg."

He is in a good mood now. Last night he had a dream when he was sleeping. He stayed in this dream for ten thousand years. It was a scene of the cultivation of the Emperor of Dongyue, and he didn't even let go of the martial arts inheritance of King Wucheng. Now he is completely different from him yesterday.

But it is more regrettable that there is no record of the "Black Domain" in the cultivation experience of previous Emperors of Dongyue. To be precise, there is no everything related to Emperor Pangu. You can understand it even if you think about it. After all, Emperor Pangu is an ancient powerful person?

People should learn to be content and practice in dreams. Tsk tsk, this is happiness!

It would be even more enjoyable if you could find a place to practice your skills!

Uncle Zhao delivered the breakfast to the table and asked curiously: "Xiao Yang, look at your proud look, what have you been so happy about? Tell me, let me have fun."

Yang Meng said the truth: "It's nothing, it's just that someone steals a motorcycle, and his girlfriend runs away with someone."

Uncle Zhao's expression froze on his face. He didn't know how to answer this after hearing this. Is this unlucky? How could you still be so happy?

Yang Meng looked at Uncle Zhao's expression and smiled, "Uncle Zhao, don't be embarrassed. I wanted to drive last night. How much 'must be her' in life is just a hormonal impulse. She left with others, and I just saved money to buy a better motorcycle for myself. Isn't this a good thing? I was really reluctant to let it go before, but now, hehe, I decided to be kind to myself."

Uncle Zhao looked at Yang Meng repeatedly, and after confirming that Yang Meng was not forced to be happy, he nodded and said, "It's good that you broke up with that little girl. I still remember you bringing her to breakfast. Her disgusting look, I knew she and you were not from the same place. I don't believe she had never eaten these things! What kind of pretending! I can see such a person the most, because I'm afraid that others will see that she has been poor!"

Yang Meng gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Zhao, insightful!"

Uncle Zhao shook his hand: "I'm so old, what else can I understand? Xiao Yang, what will I do later?"

"Today's seventh day of the lunar calendar, I'll go to Zhaocun Grand Fair!" Yang Meng replied.

Uncle Zhao laughed: "Oh, go there to buy a motorcycle, okay, you can eat it quickly."

Zhaocun Daji is located in a Zhaocun village in the suburbs. There is a dry riverbed there. Every day on the second and seventh day of the lunar calendar, a market will be formed, which has a history of more than 200 years. In the early years, some things related to food, clothing, housing and transportation were sold here. Today, it has become the largest second-hand commodity trading market in the city. Not to mention second-hand motorcycles, there are all kinds of second-hand cars and second-hand houses here.

Yang Meng is also a standard poor man who is rich. He just wanted to be arrogant last night, but Wang Xinnuan was hit hard - what happened to Emperor Dongyue? Should he be cuckolded or cuckolded...

Besides, 100,000 yuan is not much, and he and Wang Xinnuan have not remitted money to their family during the period. Although their parents never told him about asking for money, the younger sister is about to go to college. No matter how much she is a brother, she has to take on the responsibility of being a brother, so she should save money.

What’s wrong with buying a second-hand motorcycle? If you know how to buy a second-hand motorcycle, it’s still a good deal. In the second-hand motorcycle market, at least 50% of the cars are new cars that have been riding for a few months, and there are all kinds of good cars!

For many young people, motorcycles are just tools to promote personality. Many young people buy a motorcycle when they are hot, and after riding it for a while, they will choose to sell it and buy a new one. Some young people are not financially good, so they take a loan to buy a car, but they can't afford it after they arrive, and they can handle it after riding for a few months. Otherwise, those real rich players will not care about the price, and they can't care about the good-looking appearance, which is better than anything else. If they are too fresh, they will sell it and buy another one.

However, there are many problems in the second-hand motorcycle market. If you don’t know how to dive into the second-hand motorcycle market? If you buy a faulty car repair car, you will be lucky. If you buy parallel goods, you can wait to deal with the police uncle.

After dinner, Yang Meng was jogging on the bus for more than 40 minutes and finally arrived at the legendary Zhaocun Daji. After he arrived at the place where he sold second-hand motorcycles, he was confused!

All the vendors here add up to at least a few hundred taels of used motorcycles to sell. In addition to the cheap scooters, Yang Meng even saw luxury motorcycles such as "Indian" and "Harley-Davidson's "Dinaluvier" and "Soft Tail Commander" here!

It is obvious that the living standards are high now, and these are all high-end cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, so they just parked on the side of the road for people to choose from.

Yang Meng was wearing a hundred thousand in her pocket. She used to want to take out tens of thousands to buy a large-displacement assembly x, but now she looks...
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