"Parking fee? This is a public parking lot." Li Ping'an smiled instead of being angry. This old thief still can't change his habit of eating shit. He followed Hua Shuai and kept making such filthy money without being on the stage.
"Who told you this is a public parking lot? My brothers and I have been showing you the car for several days. No matter what, you will get some blood. Do you understand the hard work?" the old thief said. At the end, a few gangsters with low combat levels appeared from somewhere. They seemed to be young men who were working with the old thieves.
"Brother, come on! 10,000 NB is a lot. The amount of money you spent on modifying your car is an astronomical figure, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, the headlights and the suspension. We help you look at the car for your sake, otherwise it will still be intact. Are you going to stop here?" One of the stupid young men jumped out to echo the old thief, giving him more momentum.
"Oh, it means I have to thank you!" Li Ping'an asked with a smile. He was wearing ordinary casual clothes when he went out today. He did not wear the +3 future and titanium mixed equipment, otherwise this equipment alone would be enough. Scare them away, let alone draw the +3KAI Shandao.
"No need to thank you, just give me money!"
"That's it, Mei...Kawakoko? The name is quite funny!"
"I haven't heard much about SN Club. Is it an organization for newcomers?"
"..."
Li Ping'an calmly put on the future +3 top, +3 titanium bottoms and boots, put on the titanium helmet, and glasses one by one. When he pulled out the KAI mountain sword with its light and cold air leaking out, The legs of the old thief and the other gangsters were a little weak, and they were trembling slightly.
"Um...brother, don't you see that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple? We are blind and misunderstood!" The old thief forced himself to calm down and planned to run away. He thought: You must be sick, who in Bourbon City Instead of wearing high-end combat equipment every day for fear that others won't know how awesome you are, you can wear casual clothes early in the morning and pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger.
In fact, it wasn't that Li Ping'an was deliberately showing off, but because he always felt cramped in the cab of the roller mixer truck while wearing combat gear, and it was a bit inconvenient to operate the steering wheel, so he changed into casual clothes.
Seeing that the old thief was about to run away, the other dumbfounded young men lost all their courage and decided to flee, "Stop! Why are you running away? I didn't say I wouldn't give you the money!"
"Ah! How dare we take your money..." the old thief responded reflexively.
"You don't dare to accept it, your boss Hua Shuai should dare to accept it! I only ask you to do a small thing for me." If Li Ping'an pointed out something, the old thief immediately changed his mind when he heard that the other party knew that his boss was Hua Shuai. I was a little nervous, wondering if the person in front of me was a financial client of the boss Hua Shuai.
"Now, here are 1 million N coins. I want you to tell the three major cities: Overlord Hao Lan Jing and the two kidnapped Lianxue Paopao. It is unacceptable to bully women!"
"The more people know about it, the better. You can process the content however you like. It just makes the names of Ba Junhao and Lan Jing stink on the street, that's all! One million can easily go into your pockets, and I won't tell you." Your boss has this little money."
A flash of light flashed in the old thief's eyes. One million is not a small sum. Without Hua Shuai's deduction, the points scored by the few people present were quite good.
"However, if you don't do anything after receiving money, hehe... I will come to you one by one." Li Ping'an's laughter was cold and treacherous, and the hair on the old thief's hair stood on end, thinking: Is that the case for you? After all, he is also a strong man who can wear +3 future equipment!
"Boss Mei, don't worry. I, the old thief, promise you that we won't take your money in vain, just to say that we will make the names of Ba Junhao and Lan Jing become household names." The old thief said confidently. He patted his chest heavily and assured.
Although he didn't know who Ba Junhao and Lan Jing were, the deal was easy and the price was high. He, the old thief, had no reason to refuse. Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten meat for a few days. Hua Shuai and them were like rats in the ditch. There is no meal left, the birth of novice players has stopped long ago, there is no business of killing and beating sap, everyone has no enough to eat and no warmth, and the people's hearts are almost completely gone.
Now that the opportunity has come, he, the old thief, will definitely do his part. He is the material to do dirty work. He longs for a financial backer to look for him to work regularly. Long-term business is his ultimate goal. Maybe one day he will be able to get along well, and it is not impossible to start his own business. There is no need to hang around with someone like Hua Shuai all his life.
"Well, I hope I didn't find the wrong person." Li Ping'an showed a deep look, waved his hand to signal the old thief and others to retreat and disperse, then boarded the newly modified drum mixer truck and started the engine, "Boom... ..." The high-horsepower engine suddenly exploded with sound, and faint gray-black exhaust gas spurted out from the four huge and thick exhaust ports.
The wide steering wheel gave Li Ping'an a full sense of control. Not to mention that the roller mixer truck was not slow to start and it was not cumbersome to walk. Soon Juechen left the parking lot and drove towards the teleportation barrier out of the city. go.
The anchor Wang Wang did not miss the appointment and waited in front of the teleportation array early. He was obviously a little nervous. This was an instinctive reaction. After all, he had not left the city for several days. He looked around, looking at everyone with wary eyes.
"Boom, Brother Wang, get in the car!" Li Ping'an deliberately honked the horn twice, his voice was loud and strong, startling Wang Wang. When he saw the words "Meichuan Kuzi", he finally calmed down, "Brother Mei, this car is yours? Such a big engineering vehicle!" In order to get closer to Meichuan Kuzi, Wang Wang called him his big brother. , which also fully demonstrated his friendship.
He asked questions without delaying his movements, and quickly climbed into the passenger seat of the cab. "The second-hand one was modified and brought here for fun, just to make it easier for us to go out of the city." Li Ping'an took it over briefly, which was regarded as acknowledging that the drum mixer truck belonged to him.
"Good car! It has personality. I see many players who have a little money like to buy supercars, or so-called branded luxury cars, and buy construction vehicles for fun. Brother Mei, you are the first!" Anchor Wang Wang struck while the iron was hot and gave it to him. A slap in the face.
"Hey, how are you preparing?" Li Pingan was too lazy to talk about the car. "Everything is ready. I wrote thousands of lines angrily criticizing Ba Junhao and Lan Jing in one night."
"Awesome, professional things should be left to professionals like you. I'm completely relying on you today." Li Ping'an also understands the ways of the world, and he elevated the anchor to a higher level, which was also a way to show his affinity.
The anchor Wang Wang had a little impulse in his heart. He felt that this opportunity was very rare. Fortunately, he sent out thousands of abusive messages last night, all of which were heart-breaking and bloody!
