bad guy makeover

It's useless to do anything, don't think it sounds too foreign to clean up the garbage here, this is a fat job with a bright future, and most people don't have that face when they think about it!

Huang Mao said this to Ying Yuanhang.

Upon hearing this, Ying Yuanhang smiled, just took it as a joke and let it go.

However, in the past two days, I watched Huang Mao dig out two lighters, eight credit cards, half a pack of Yellow Crane Towers, a wallet with 200 yuan left in a mezzanine, and another The drunk man who was thrown out pulled some unknown clothes and belts, Ying Yuanhang reluctantly accepted Huang Mao's argument.

However, Ying Yuanhang is not as interested as Huang Mao in this regard.

But looking at those drunks who were stripped up and down by the yellow hair, leaving only underpants and some worthless things, and finally thrown to the next door, Ying Yuanhang seems to have guessed his original clothes, shoes, and other things. Where did the 9 briefcase go...

"Oh, I'm going! Boy, come and see, brother Hua, I found something good!" At this moment, Huangmao's excited voice came from not far away.

Before Ying Yuanhang passed by, this man ran to offer treasures in front of Ying Yuanhang with an attitude of "I'm well-developed".

"What is it?" Forgive him for his poor eyesight, but it was seen what was that silver thing that Huang Mao was holding tightly in his hand.

"Hey, I know you've never seen it before, look, isn't this little silver car handsome?" Huang Mao said while shaking the things in his hand in Ying Yuanhang.

"Model?"

"Model fart, have you heard of Pagani? At least this number." In front of Ying Yuanhang, Huang Mao exaggeratedly made fists with one hand and five with the other.

Huang Mao's gesture is not playing one fifty or fifteen one.

As a normal man, who hasn't had a second-year secondary school where he can fiddle with cars, tickets, and horses all day long?

Pagani, 1500 million.

Ying Yuanhang still has this insight.

If a car like that was placed in front of him right now, Ying Yuanhang would probably be blinded, but with a car key the size of a palm, to put it bluntly, it's aluminum alloy, what can it do.

Ying Yuanhang's dislike was clearly written on his face.

Seeing Ying Yuanhang's expression, Huang Mao was not happy.

"Look at you, you are inexperienced." Ying Yuanhang glanced blankly, and Huang Mao said again: "Tell you, don't look at this thing that is not big, it's just this thing, hanging on the waistband, to those high-end ones Take a stroll around, and keep those eyes and heads on top of their heads can docilely control your voice, do you believe it or not?"

"letter."

"However", the voice changed, and he glanced at the car key in Huang Mao's hand, and Ying Yuanhang said shamelessly: "I don't even know about this thing, ABCD, but people really call you a master." After that, you can still ride your five-handed broken battery and take people for a ride?"

Being slapped on the face by Ying Yuanhang's cold icy rain, now Huangmao is not so enthusiastic.

He dangled the key in front of his eyes.

Don't say it, thinking about it this way, what this kid said is quite reasonable.

These days, regardless of whether it is real money or fake wealth, whoever goes out is not allowed to wear affordable outfits, and there are a lot of ABCD fakes that can't afford the real thing.

Just a key...

He has never seen what it really looks like, so how does he know if the thing in his hand is a real imitation.

Don't take it out to show off at that time, pretending to be B is not a small thing, but losing face on the road will be a big deal.

Thinking about it this way, Huang Mao immediately fumbled about inside and out while holding the key, but he didn't see why after a long time.

"Forget it, get rid of Brother Ming Hua, I'll go online and find something even better than this!" Huang Mao scratched his head irritably, and simply threw the key to Ying Yuanhang.

"No more?"

"No more, you kid can keep playing by yourself." Seeing two drunk men thrown out there, Huang Mao immediately threw himself into a more practical way to get rich.

As for the episode of the car key, it was quickly forgotten by Huang Mao.

On the other hand, after taking the car key and holding it in his hand, the expression on Ying Yuanhang's face changed slightly.

Although he doesn't have the knowledge of what a real supercar key looks like, but at least he has experienced nearly 20 years of non-discriminatory education, and he was exposed to cutting-edge instruments in the university laboratory.

At least, as far as the texture is concerned, Ying Yuanhang feels that this thing does not look like that kind of casual counterfeit.

in fact……

It is not difficult to verify whether this thing is real or not.

A thought suddenly appeared in Ying Yuanhang's mind.

Standing up, Ying Yuanhang walked forward without thinking.

"I said, where are you going now, kid? I'm done here, so you have to get the garbage over there. Why are you running?" Seeing Ying Yuanhang getting up and preparing to leave, Huang Mao said unwillingly.

"Go to the toilet in front and be right back."

……

Detouring from the alley next to the city that never sleeps, Ying Yuanhang didn't go to the toilet, but went directly to the gate that was already full of cars parked at the moment.

Not long after standing at the gate of the city that never sleeps, Ying Yuanhang waited until a man who was staggered drunk and walked out was being helped by someone.

Not long after, the man found his car parked at the gate of Nightless City. Seeing that the man was about to take out the keys, Ying Yuanhang also put the suspected genuine car keys in his pocket and walked over there.

"Hey, it's strange, why can't the door be opened..." The drunk man groped in front of the car for a while, frowning, and said drunkenly.

"Sir, did you recognize the wrong car?" The person next to him who was going to help drive asked with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Admit it wrong? No way." The drunk man staggered around to the front of the car to take a look, and then slapped the hood again: "Yes, this is it, how could I admit my mistake!"

As he said that, the drunk man took the key and fiddled with the car again...

After the sound of "beep--", the car, which hadn't responded at all, suddenly responded again.

"Look, I'll just say it, I won't admit my mistake!" The drunk got into the car with a proud face, and the man next to him also got into the driver's seat after a while of apologizing.

During the whole process, they didn't notice that when they approached the car, a person also walked towards this side and stayed beside them for a long time.

It wasn't until just now that he seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted, and that person left with a relaxed expression on his face.

Five minutes later, in the indoor parking area full of high-end cars in the second district, a man dressed in an outfit that was inconsistent with the style here walked in through the main entrance as if nothing had happened.

This person should naturally sail away.

It should be thankful that Huang Mao has nothing to do these two days, so he gave Ying Yuanhang some information about Ninghai, and let him know that there is a public parking area here.

Although it is a public parking area, don't expect any security facilities in the parking area in Ninghai.

However, this is convenient for long-distance voyages.

Otherwise, an idiot who wandered around the parking lot for a few laps must not be here to do something good.

Obviously, Ying Yuanhang should be regarded as the latter.

Finally, after wandering around the parking area for two laps, a dark silver car next to it finally caught Ying Yuanhang's attention.

Although it is not the bright fluorescent color that Ying Yuanhang guessed at the beginning, but such a car, placed among a bunch of cars for local tyrants, still looks exceptionally conspicuous.

It should be this, right?

Looking at the people in front of him, close at hand...ah no, it's Meidao, Ying Yuanhang's Adam's apple twitched and subconsciously swallowed twice.

1500 million. For a propertyless and unemployed person like him, even if he bought himself separately, he would not be able to get this money.

Now, in front of Ying Yuanhang, it is not a luxury car, a powerful weapon, or the disparity between the rich and the poor brought about by the evil capital abuse.

It's money!

Squeezing the key in his pocket, Ying Yuanhang stretched out his hand towards the handlebar with a little nervousness and trembling.

Sure enough, the moment his hand was placed on the handlebar, the door automatically opened upwards with a "click".

The excitement in his eyes flashed, and in the next second, Ying Yuanhang had already sat in without hesitation.

As soon as he got in the car, the first thing Ying Yuanhang smelled was the faint fragrance inside the car, not the kind of strong and irritating fragrance. In two words, in a word, it is a very comfortable smell.

He looked around the entire car, and there was nothing superfluous except for the tens of millions of decorations.

"It's quite tasteful." Ying Yuanhang snorted lightly.

Low-key luxury has connotations. It is quite appropriate to put this sentence on this car.

As for the feeling of sitting in the luxury car, Ying Yuanhang didn't feel it when he was excited for a while, but now he felt quite comfortable.

Within 1 minute, Ying Yuanhang had clearly simulated a whole set of plans in his mind: from how to get the car out of here in a low-key manner, to secretly turning it into his own, and finally turning it into a white flower silver……

However, before Ying Yuanhang could think about how to spend the money, his sweet dream was interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from far to near...