The rich second generation who delivers food

Chapter 110 Accidental Car Accident
Qin Hao and Er Pang also stopped arguing and turned their attention to Rumeng, who was approaching.

Today, Rumeng wore a white tulle princess dress, with a petite and plump figure and a pure and lovely face, for a moment she really stepped into the mortal world like a princess in a fairy tale world.

At this time, the big fans like the old sixth man with sunglasses, almost everyone drove a luxury car worth about one million yuan, and about a dozen cars were already lined up in a neat team, which seemed to be a convoy for weddings and relatives. Same.

"Heh, Rumeng, this little anchor's ostentation is really not small!" Qin Hao was secretly surprised.

The middle-aged man whose ID is the greasy second master is busy arranging the order of the fleet. Of course, the best car is the BMW 7 Series driven by Lao Liu, and of course it is the leader. The car was placed at the front, and anchor Rumeng naturally got into this car.

Everything is settled, that greasy second master pointed at these otaku fans who were still standing next to him holding a sign:
"You guys who play cards and flags, hurry up and take a taxi, take a taxi if you can't afford a taxi, and go to the carnival scene as soon as possible, and when Rumeng walks on the red carpet, cheer her up with loud voices!"

"Hey, he has become the commander-in-chief!" Qin Hao felt a little funny.

But these nerds were obedient, one by one put away the cheering slogans and banners, and hurried to the outside of Yundong University.

Er Fatty Qin Hao and the three of them took a taxi outside the school with great difficulty. At this time, Rumeng's motorcade had slowly left the main entrance of Yundong University.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Master driver, catch up with the convoy in front!" The fat man sitting in the passenger seat greeted loudly.

Fortunately, although the cars in those convoys were all good cars, they all drove very slowly on purpose, so Qin Hao and Er Fatty's taxis quickly surpassed the lead car of the six old BMWs and Seven Series.

"It's over, so we can reach the red carpet before Rumeng!" Er Fatty let out a sigh of relief.

But the good times didn't last long. Just as their taxi passed an intersection, they heard a loud bang from the intersection behind them!
"No, the BMW [-] Series Mengmeng was sitting in had an accident!" Er Pang was so frightened that he lost his soul, opened the door and rushed down!

Qin Hao was also frightened, followed Zhao Yuanxiao and got out of the taxi with slogans and flags, and ran towards the intersection in a panic.

Sure enough, at the intersection they just passed, the old six's BMW [-] Series was hit by a heavy truck on the cornerstone of the road. Fortunately, thanks to BMW's excellent safety performance, the body was not deformed very much. You can see The sixth child sitting inside, Rumeng, is fine.

"How's it going? How's it going? How's Rumeng doing?" The greasy second master ran over first, pulling Rumeng and Lao Liu out of the BMW with great effort.

"Are you okay? Nothing?"

"How's it going? Rumeng, you're not hurt anywhere, are you?"

Several tubas from rich families ran over to check Rumeng's situation with long and warm inquiries.

"I, I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy!" Rumeng said, supporting one of the male fans.

But the sixth child didn't seem so lucky. He probably hit his head when he crashed, and a stream of blood flowed from the head he covered with his hands.

"How the hell do you drive?"

"Yes! Can you drive a car!"

"It's going to kill someone! Do you know how much this car costs?" Rumeng's large fan group was basically rich people. When they saw that their side actually encountered some unlucky car accident, they were all furious. He rushed over to the truck driver, and some of them rolled up their arms and sleeves and wanted to hit the driver.

"Who the hell is so arrogant? You dare to hit people in broad daylight!" Seeing that the driver was about to be beaten, suddenly several shirtless men walked out on the side of the road, leading a man with a scar on his face. There was barely any space left on the upper body with a black five-clawed golden dragon tattooed on it, which looked so scary.

Seeing that the person coming from the opposite side was not friendly, these rich kids from the large fan club were a little confused, and the few people who just wanted to hit the driver stopped.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I don't know what they call you?" The greasy second master had seen the world. When he saw something was wrong, he quickly greeted him with a smile.

"Call your mother! This is our eldest brother, everyone in the XC area calls him Fan Ye!" A big man who looked like a younger brother pointed to the scarred face of the leader.

"So it's Mr. Fan, sorry for your disrespect! I don't know what the driver of the truck that hit our BMW has anything to do with you?" Greasy Second Master still asked with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter? He's my younger brother. It's a matter of life! What do you mean fucking hit your BMW car? It's clearly your car that hit my brother's car! Just now you wanted to hit someone with the power of the crowd! "Scarface turned his triangular eyes, and the rich kids couldn't help but take a few steps back with a chill in their hearts.

"What? What did you say? Your brother's car hit the rear of my BMW, and you said I hit your brother's truck?" At this time, the sixth child who had just stopped the bleeding with the help of others ran away. He came over and shouted excitedly at Scarface.

No wonder he was so excited. He borrowed this BMW [-] Series from his father, who was the president of the bank, to support the scene. Now it was hit so badly by a heavy truck. The repair cost is estimated to be astronomical. Now this knife Scarface even said that it was the truck that he hit, and the sixth brother was determined to kill someone.

"Hehe, what a joke! There is no traffic light sign at this intersection, so according to the traffic law, vehicles crossing the intersection must give priority to vehicles on the right hand side, otherwise in the event of a collision, they are all responsible for not giving way. Do you understand traffic laws? Ah, don't think that all of you are driving good cars, we are afraid of you! If you don't understand this matter for me, no one will be able to pass here!" Scarface rolled his eyes and stared. Watching the sixth child and the rich children behind him.

"This, this..." The greasy Second Master's head was bursting with cold sweat, his mind was clear, and he had already guessed the origin of this group of people.

Those people who can understand the traffic laws so clearly, and squat at such an intersection without traffic lights and traffic police, are simply professional gangsters.

"You guys, you're talking absurdly. Lao Liu doesn't need to be afraid of them. Let's call the police right away! Let's see how arrogant they can be?" The man in sunglasses who has a good relationship with Lao Liu said loudly while taking out his cell phone.

"Call the police? Hurry up! Whoever doesn't fucking call the police today is not raised by his parents! Brothers, don't you think so?" Scarface said, calling the six or seven gangsters behind him to shout together up:

"Yes, call the police!"

"That's right, the one who doesn't call the police is the grandson!"

"Express, you fucking call the police!"

Several burly men held steel pipes, chains and various weapons in their hands. They bared their teeth and claws and approached a few rich children to make gestures and gestures, obviously threatening them.

(End of this chapter)