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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven Fighting

Seeing Zuoan's face with a grinning look, Ke Yang smiled. He remembered that when he was riding a motorcycle to catch a wanted criminal that day, he accidentally hit the silver Mercedes-Benz front bumper on the left bank. Zuoan also had this look, as if he was the master of the world and everyone had to obey his command.

With such a style and momentum, but not as strong as the world. Ke Yang certainly showed a contemptuous smile.

Even if there are fewer people who welcome him after his father passed away, Zuoban can still tell what ridiculed him and what apologized smile is.

“Do you know this is a high-end residential area and you can’t honk the horn?”

Zuo'an has a dark face and plans to teach the handsome guy in front of him a lesson according to reason. Since he divorced his little wife, Zuo'an has been inexplicably upset whenever he sees the handsome young man Zuo'an. In recent days, even seeing a taller figure than him has begun to feel that Wuming is getting angry.

After all, it is soaked in the flowers, and I still know in my heart that the beauties only like his money. If they are handsome men, they may be able to embrace the beauties without spending money.

Staring at the fresh and young handsome face in front of him, Zuoban swallowed.

"You have been in front for too long, I'll remind you."

Ke Yang looked at the silver Bin in front of him.

"Will you punish two hundred or five hundred for violating the whistle in accordance with traffic laws?"

Zuoban rolled his eyes and said with certainty that he was not familiar with traffic regulations.

When the two security guards saw the left bank's posture, they might have to fight with the visitors.

They have seen the domineering and unreasonableness of the Left Bank, and are worried that if the Left Bank quarrels with visitors, they will not be able to deal with the mess.

The residents of the community are all masters, and the visitors are also masters. They recognize the brand of the car driven by Ke Yang, and the net price is at least two million yuan. I believe the owner's identity is no worse than the left bank. They are all masters who cannot afford to offend, and they have to resolve it before the situation is serious.

Before Zuoan could start to set off and teach Ke Yang a lesson, two security guards supported Zuoan and sent him back to the Silver Benz.

"We will warn him if he honks his whistle, you should go home quickly. It's time to rest so late. It's not good if the police come..."

Zuoan heard the implicit meaning of the security guard was that he was drunk driving. If the police really caught him, he could be sentenced to drunk driving with just one breath. Drunk driving is not a joke.

Knowing that he was in a bad situation, he suddenly felt a little angry. Zuoban poked his head out of the car window and pointed his middle finger at Ke Yang, which was a sip of anger in his heart, and then slowly drove into the community.

Zuoban deliberately drove a slow train and stuck in front of Ke Yang. This time, Ke Yang no longer politely avoided him. Before Zuoban stopped his front of the car to the right again, he drove out in Volkswagen Phiteng.

The silver Bronze on the left bank made a muffled sound, which scared him to hold the steering wheel tightly before stabilizing the body.

The blue phoenix disappeared in a blink of an eye. Zuoban came back to his senses and got out of the car. Seeing a dent struck by the front side of the car, the wine immediately woke up halfway.

"Bastard! Popular public dares to hit me and run, wait..."

He cursed a few moments, looked at the front of the car that was indented, and Zuoban felt blood in his heart. He grabbed the plane and wanted to report the traffic police, and sued the other party for a hit-and-run accident. Suddenly he remembered the situation in front of him. If he called the police, he would be the one who came to arrest him.

Insurance cannot be reported. Insurance does not have the obligation to make claims for drunk driving. There has been a claim form that does not need to appear during the insurance period.

"Damn bastard!"

I regretted not using the only chance of not appearing during the insurance period last time. At that time, I just scratched a piece of car paint when the roadbed was being repaired.

You can't ask the traffic police or ask insurance, so you can only vent your anger at the guy who hit his car.

Drinking is arousing courage, and the remaining half of the alcohol makes Zuo'an suddenly full of fighting spirit. Tonight, you can only extricate your anger when you find the guy who is the public to fight.

Just now, the left bank had visually observed that Ke Yang was sitting in the car, but he was not as strong as him. At this time, Ke Yang came out of the car and found that he was wrong. Ke Yang's arms outside the short-sleeved shirts were clearly divided, and he was not the weak little young man he thought.

"If you hit my car, you run away. Do you think I am so easy to bully and play wild on my territory!"

Left Bank put his fists on his chest and showed off his look of Bruce Lee playing. When he heard himself saying this on my territory, he suddenly felt that he should be confident. Can't he call the traffic police or the community security guard? Visitors came to the community to beat the owner, and the community security guards had to take responsibility for this matter.

"The bastard boy hit me and ran away. Let's see how I can get rid of my fun."

The left bank said while rushing towards Ke Yang. When he arrived in front of Ke Yang, he just kept changing his posture and did not dare to hit Ke Yang directly. He had already thought about it. As long as he persisted for another two minutes, the security guards would arrive. At that time, he pretended to be knocked down by Ke Yang, which would be the crime of attacking the owner to provoke trouble.

Ke Yang stood with his arms in his arms, looking at the left bank as if he was playing a monkey.

The two villas by the lake are pitch black, and they really don’t look like someone lives in it.

Ke Yang knew that He Zhi's villa had been sold, so the new owner might not be in a hurry to move in. But there should be someone living in Qi Wei's villa next door. Old Mrs. Qi also had to turn on the small lights in the room when she was sleeping, so it was impossible for the entire villa to have no light at all.

Zuoan suddenly shouted and pulled Ke Yang back to his sight, which also reminded him of many past events. Qi Wei's godmother Song Pei was arrested because of the nanny Ding Guilan, and Qi Wei might have moved away or been on a business trip...

"Eat me a punch!"

Seeing the security guard riding a patrol car, Zuoban no longer hesitated to smash Ke Yang with his fist.

His body was not his own, but his soul was still injected into his soul. Ke Yang turned around and avoided Zuoan's fist, grabbed Zuoan's elbow with his backhand. Zuoan grinned and made a ouch sound, then fell to the ground like a wide noodles.

Of course, Ke Yang held the wrist of Zuo Han and did not let the Zuo Han fall to the ground. Zuo Han took advantage of the situation to fall to the ground so that the security guards could see Ke Yang attack him. But he underestimated Ke Yang's height, and even if Ke Yang grabbed his elbow, his body could not fall to the ground.

Zuoban was unwilling to suffer in the air, and he held Ke Yang's thigh tightly with one hand and continued to scream.

It hurts really, but a man won't feel heartbreaking.

Acting also requires physical fitness. Ke Yang let go of Left Bank, who was already exhausted and sweating. If he hadn't hugged Ke Yang's thighs, he wouldn't have kneeled on the ground at this moment, so he would have really thrown on the ground.

The owner and the visitor had a fight in the middle of the night, and the security guard wanted to take Ke Yang and Zuoan to the security room for a questioning.

At this time, Ke Yang looked at the villa next to him and felt that there seemed to be some kind of magnetic field attracting him in the black window.

"The new owner of that villa is Mr. Shi. Are you looking for him? He doesn't live here." The security guard stared at Ke Yang strangely. If it weren't for watching Ke Yang driving a luxury car, they would have to regard Ke Yang as a suspicious person who rushed into the community.
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