Zhao Jiadi muttered about the group of two hundred and fifty, called Han Daode, then walked straight over, protected in front of Zhu Ping and Zhou Ying, looked directly at the gang of bastards, and said calmly: "Pay compensation, shut up."

The young man driving the Cayenne shouted strangely: "Are you this aunt's son or her concubine?"

Zhao Jiadi sneered: "I am your father, and just now your mother was eating your second father in your father's car."

During the first interrogation, the young man assessed Zhao Jiadi's skills and found that he was not tall or strong. As for the clothes he wore from head to toe, he was even more dissatisfied. Then he punched out and told the traffic policeman that this was his first move.

Swearing. The traffic policeman rolled his eyes. He was very fond of Zhao Jiadi from the bottom of his heart. He just felt that these words were refreshing and relieved his hatred. For the traffic policeman, the most troublesome thing was that he hated the unreasonable troubles of the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people. They often committed crimes.

They were all confident. Last year, he and his colleagues were investigating drunk driving in the university town of Xiasha. The result was almost a classic long shot in a police movie. Three police cars chased each other for half an hour before they were blocked. As a result, the young man had a playful smile on his face.

The phone call settled the matter. As Zhu Ping and Zhou Ying were stunned, Zhao Jiadi kicked the 250 meters away with a single kick. This was just foreplay. He saw a car with four 8's on its license plate.

Moreover, the Bentley convertible that has not been sold in China rushed over like a rainbow and directly hit the waist of Lamborghini. This was not enough. It increased the power and pushed the Lamborghini into the street. It still refused to give up while leaning on the Cayenne. Bentley, Lamborghini, Cayenne

, they were entangled together like this, displaying endless and terrifying driving, which made the rich second generation stunned. What kind of fun was this? I had heard that there was a very rare Bentley convertible in Hangzhou, with a Shanghai license plate.

, I often run to Mei Ling North Road, but people in the circle say I don’t know him. He should be the plaything of a young master from out of town. I never thought that today I would not only see the true face of Lushan, but also bump into him! Zhao Jia, who is always calm and calm.

Di smiled sinisterly and said: "Is it fun? If you want to have fun, let's continue. This time it's up to you to call the provincial governor and secretary of the provincial party committee to uphold justice."

"Do you believe me if I really call you?" One of the rich second-generation girls, the only one who did not make trouble for Zhu Ping, said with a cold face.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Zhao Jiadi said simply.

"Her father is from the Security Command..." shouted the young man sitting in the passenger seat of the Lamborghini.

"Shut up." the girl interrupted.

The young man was as silent as a cicada, and really did not dare to speak.

It turns out that she is the backbone.

Zhao Jiadi's expression still showed no change, but Zhu Ping showed weakness, tugged on Zhao Jiadi's clothes and shook her head.

The traffic policeman was speechless. He looked at the three luxury cars entangled together. Was it love or a fight between gods?

Zhao Jiadi asked: "What should I say? How about you move my father to support me first, and I will stay and let my sister go first?"

Zhu Ping was stunned for a moment.

The girl sneered and said: "You are being honest, okay, let's not block traffic here and go back to each house to find your parents, but the premise is that you leave me your contact information. Seriously, I'll treat you to tea when you have time."

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When it came to drinking tea, the girl emphasized her tone of voice, which sounded a little catchy.

Zhao Jiadi gave his name and mobile phone number, narrowed his eyes and said, "It's your turn next."

This time everyone was stunned.

The girl was also decisive and gave her name and number without saying a word. Her name was Ruan Qingguo, a very masculine name.

The driver of the Honda Accord drove away by oiling the soles of his feet in a funny manner.

When the accident came to an end, Zhu Ping took the panicked Zhou Ying and left first, without even saying thank you to Zhao Jiadi. "Wait." Lamborghini and Cayenne left one after another after waiting for a military vehicle, leaving such words.

Ruan Qingguo got on the military vehicle and glanced at Zhao Jiadi, who was handing a cigarette to the traffic policeman, with a hint of complexity in his gloomy eyes.

Han Gouzi looked at the military vehicle that was flying away in the dust, and said softly: "Young Master, what happened today is not worth it. Your two female colleagues are so unethical."
Chapter completed!