C53 Do You Hear Me

"Xia Luo! Xia Luo! Look, I passed! I passed! "

The next day, early in the morning, Jing Xiaoqian called him and said excitedly,

"This month's Mathematics test, I scored 60 points. You promised to give me a gift and even took me out to play! You can't go back on your word! "

"You really passed?"

After Xia Luo hung up the phone, he looked at the picture that Jing Xiaoqian had sent him. He saw that there was a paper full of red fork and a score of 60.

"This girl seems to be quite smart, just like Tian Ze."

Xia Luo smiled. She had only been in school for a few months, but she had already passed the math test. Not bad, it was worth the reward.

So he took Jing Xiaoqian to have a big meal that night and bought her a lot of gifts, such as branded bags, perfume, cosmetics, and so on. They were all things that Girls liked.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Xia Luo planned to send her back, but this girl insisted on dragging him to a place.

When they arrived, Xia Luo was dumbfounded.

"How is it, Xia Luo? This is the Songjiang's racing holy land, the Mount Qiuming!"

Jing Xiaoqian was running on a large patch of grass. The night wind blew her black hair, and the sound of racing cars and people screaming could be heard from afar.

Xia Luo looked unhappy, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Aiya, could it be that you want to come out and play once? I want to race."

"No way! Racing is so dangerous, don't even think about it!"

"Xia Luo!"

"It's useless to call me handsome! "

"Handsome, handsome, male god ~" Jing Xiaoqian hugged one of Xia Luo's arms and started to act cute. She pouted and looked very cute.

Xia Luo thought about it and said, "Why don't I take you to play with the go-kart tomorrow?"

"Who... Who wants to play with the go-kart? That's something kids play with!"

Jing Xiaoqian was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

While the two were arguing, a group of people crossed the track from a distance. The person in the lead was wearing a red and black Nike racing suit. His black hair was dancing in the wind, and he looked arrogant.

"Oh, it really is Zhao Qian?" The man in the racing suit rubbed his eyes and said in surprise, "I thought I was wrong."

"Kun Ge, who is this woman? She looks pretty good."

A bald kid beside the man in the racing suit looked at Jing Xiaoqian with shifty eyes. It was obvious that he was up to no good.

A girl with braids chewed chewing gum. She looked at Jing Xiaoqian with a faint hostility in her eyes.

"Hehe, didn't I tell you? The eldest sister of Soaring Dragon technical school, a famous hooligan in the water district. She even showed you the photos." The man in the racing suit's voice had a hint of playfulness.

"Ah? It's Nicholas Zhao Qian!? A famous bus..."

Before skinhead could finish his sentence, Jing Xiaoqian was furious." Hurry up and open your mouth! "

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with baldy? Who doesn't know about the Tianshui District? If you, Jing Xiaoqian, pay up, you can just go to a department store. Anyone can enter... "

The girl with the dirty braids crossed her arms and sneered.

As soon as she finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly slapped over - Pah!!!

The girl with the braids let out a scream. She was sent flying five or six meters and smashed onto the lawn. Blood was seeping out of the corner of her mouth.

"Lin Lin?"

Yang Kun was stunned. He did not think that this ordinary-looking kid beside Jing Xiaoqian would actually attack just like that. Did he know who they were?!

"You are f * cking courting death!"

Just as skinhead said that, Xia Luo slapped him back again, sending him flying as well. His face was burning with pain.

After slapping the two of them, Xia Luo said lightly, "Since your parents did not teach you how to be polite, I will give you a lesson today."

"Xia Luo?"

Jing Xiaoqian looked at him in a daze, and her eyes unconsciously became moist. It was the first time since she was young that someone protected her...

"Kid, you are bold enough, but do you know who we are?" Yang Kun's expression was very ugly.

"Rich second generation?" Xia Luo asked.

"Then you still dare to provoke me?!"

Yang Kun really f * cking criticized him. Was there something wrong with this brat's brain? When the other hoodlums saw Rich second generation, they didn't even have time to curry favor with him, but this fellow actually dared to make a move.

"Yo! It really is Rich second generation, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Xia Luo immediately revealed a smile, full of energy, as if he had seen his family.

To be honest, he liked these Rich second generation the most. They were all fortune gods, philanthropists, and money-making trees.

"Money trees... Oh, no, Rich second generation, come here and let me talk to you. " Xia Luo beckoned with his finger.

Yang Kun had a strange expression on his face. "What do you want?"

Xia Luo took the initiative to approach him and whispered into his ear, "F * ck you, did you hear that? F * ck, f * ck, f * ck. "

"Crunch!"

Yang Kun suddenly clenched his teeth, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched crazily. He had been in Songjiang City for twenty years, but he had never seen such an arrogant fellow!

Hit me, hit me... hit me! Xia Luoxin silently said. Tonight, he was going to make another sum of money.

However, Yang Kun was furious for a long time, but in the end, he did not make a move. Only the baldy got up from the ground, roared and rushed towards Xia Luo, and was kicked away by him again.

"Kid, you are finished! I am not done with you. I am going to torture you to death! You've provoked our Rich second generation, hurry up and buy yourself a coffin! "

The girl with the dirty braids was called Yuan Linlin. She pointed at Xia Luo and screamed with killing intent.

Xia Luo wanted to go over and hit her again, but Jing Xiaoqian exploded. "What's so great about Rich second generation? Hmph, I, boyfriend, am also Rich second generation! "

"What?"

Yang Kun, skinhead, and Yuan Linlin were stunned. This guy was also Rich second generation?

"Impossible!" skinhead said with certainty, "I have never seen this guy in the circle!"

Yuan Linlin suddenly laughed, "Haha... Hahaha, this is too funny. Zhao Qian, you idiot. This kid is obviously lying to you, Rich second generation... Pffft, you really believe me?"

" It's true! Our BMW I8 is parked outside. Xia Luo, drive it over here! " Jing Xiaoqian was so angry that she wanted to die.

"Oh, and the BMW I8? I think you guys can't even afford the Wuling macro light." Yuan Linlin continued to ridicule.

"What's wrong with the Wuling macro light? Let me tell you, don't look down on the domestic cars. Believe it or not, I can use the Wuling macro light to torture your supercars!"

Xia Luo was immediately unhappy and pointed at her.

"Huh? What did you say? The Wuling macro light won my super run? Kun Ge, baldy, did I hear that correctly?" Yuan Linlin deliberately asked the two of them.

" Idiot! " The baldy said angrily.

Yang Kun did not take these words seriously. What kind of garbage truck was the Wuling macro light? Twenty to thirty thousand. Any random Ferrari or Rambo they gave would cost four to five million, just like the difference between the two of them.

"Xia Luo!" Jing Xiaoqian was also speechless. "What nonsense are you talking about? I asked you to bring the BMW I8 over for them to take a look."

"What are you looking at? Just these few rookies aren't qualified to see my sports car. I can use the van. Ruin them. Hmph." Xia Luo continued to ridicule them.

" Alright! "

Finally, Yuan Linlin could no longer tolerate Xia Luo's posturing and exploded, "Then let's have a match! If you can really use the van to beat me, I will let you do whatever you want."

"She took the bait."

Xia Luoxin smiled evilly, then said, "I have no interest in you. If you lose, just give me your car."

"Hmph, poor bastard!"

Yuan Linlin was very disdainful. Anyway, she could not lose. "Then if you lose, kneel on the ground and lick the soles of my shoes clean!"

"Okay ~"

Xia Luo easily agreed.

Alright.