When Yang Yu arrived at the coffee house with severe damage and broken glass, there were already policemen everywhere, and FBD in plain clothes.

"Oh, God, this is a disaster, it is another battle between the abominable terrorists against us. Our police will firmly attack these people and give justice to the general public." Looking at the fat and big-eared person standing at the door of Po Zhao and facing several cameras, Yang Yu smiled contemptuously, md, these American police are the ones who come the latest every time they have an accident. They are still embarrassed to say that they want to fight terrorists. Just you? Nonsense.

After seeing that there was nothing big happening here, Yang Yu passed through the crowd and returned to the hotel with a wrong speed. Yang Yu was not surprised by which force attacked him. He just called him the person he offended, but it seemed that he was not the Miyata Group, because the people who came to assassinate him today were all from Z rather than Japanese ninjas.

Early the next morning, Yang Yu got on the plane back to the prison. Although there were not many Sinte passes on the prison side of the prison, they were all successfully completed, but there were still a lot of fists at home. Fist was waiting for him to do it.

After getting off the plane, Yang Yu did not speak with the game developers sent by Blizzard, but Yun Zi drove a car out of Fengfeng to the city. On the airport highway, Yang Yu took the ticket to take out the bar and drove like a cow. Yang Yuchun, who was in the back row, was sleepy.

"md, it's great to drive a sports car, what's the fun?" An angry curse came into the ears of Yang Yu, who was sleeping in Chun, and opened his slightly closed eyes. Yang Yu looked out of the window. The sky was already dark, and there were beautiful evening mourning in the blue sky. Turning his head, Yang Yu looked at the driver in the front row and asked, "Qianzi, what's wrong?"

"Cao, little brother, look at Zhu Wubian. It's the first time that I've seen such a happy little b after driving for so many years." The driver cursed. After hearing this, Yang Yu looked at Wubian, and saw a silver-white full-horse open-top cow in parallel, not far from Fengzi. The couple on Feng are all a cluster of Ding M's alum Feng. The male and female in Kaifeng are not very old. Chang Xiang is handsome and noble. He is sitting next to him. It's very interesting to have a woman who is standing on Fengzi, and he is halfway up, shouting, his long hair is dancing in the wind blowing towards him.

"Haha, it's just two children, don't give them a trick, please feel free to play with you." Yang Yu smiled. He didn't take this kind of little tits seriously. He muttered a few times and closed his eyes. He was ready to sleep again. He was too tired during this period and had not had a good rest after a while.

34; OK." The driver turned around and smiled at Yang Yu, saying, "But little brother, I am not old. I am old. When it comes to being angry, it is like a singular thing? Yes, it is like that big man, very salty.

Yang Yu raised his mouth, but didn't say anything about it, Turan was already asleep.

After a long time, I heard only 34-tone!", Yang Yu's body slumped on the seat and the violent vibration hit her. She cried, and her face and neck with a sore face. Yang Yu got up from her and shouted with stomach fire, "What's wrong?"

"Cao, m. Why are you driving? No, how come you are? "The driver was furious at the moment. He walked down from the car. Guannong, the whole horse sports car in Zhoucai, stood in front of the private Feng that Yang Yu was riding. It seemed that the two Fengs had been snatched up. The man and the woman on the other side also got off. The man was in prison and browsed. He first glanced at the dressed-up party, but he didn't say anything. It was the woman who was scolded by the slave and cursed with the driver's nose: "You idiot, didn't you see us overtaking? He rushed up? Look at how we dressed up our Feng, what do you think? This is an imported car, more than two million? Can you afford to pay?"

"Oh, why do you say you are so stubborn? You are obviously awesome, why did you blame me? You saw that my headlight and bumper were all broken." The driver was not a soft-pinched persimmon, and scolded him.

"Cao, you are the only one who drives to the bride, and garbage is garbage, don't whine here." The man also scolded and then sued his private car and said contemptuously.

Yang Yu was so angry that he opened the car door and jumped out. He walked to the three of them and said in a deep voice: "You die first and then you will lose money to him. I can think that nothing happened to Li, otherwise, hh!" Yang Yu said to the young man. Yang Yu's aura was frightened and took a few steps back. Even the woman was reluctant to let him go now.

Why? My sports car has been criticized yet, you should pay me a compensation.

The young man swallowed, and he took a step to shout.

"Cao, it's obviously you..." The driver of the private farm is about to take the blame, but Yang Yu interrupted: "What do you mean is that you don't want to pay?"

"Yes, how about it? I'll tell you that no one in C City has asked me to compensate me." Qingnian said hard, and it was another common type of second-generation private.

"Haha, OK, very good." Yang Yu laughed instead of anger, nodded and said, "How much is your sports car worth?"

"I don't have much, I'll have more than 2.3 million yuan, how about it? At least it's more valuable than this," said the young man proudly.

"Oh, two million, three hundred thousand, nothing." Yang Yu smiled gloomyly, turned around and walked to the driver, patted his shoulder and said, "Shouqi, you should have hammers, wrenches and other things on the plume, right?"

"Yes, yes, do you want to use it? Feng went up to Li with a clapper and a wrench and I'll give it to you Li." The driver nodded blankly, and she arrived

"Haha, it's not bad." Yang Yu moved the hammer and weighed it in his hand.

That year, when someone transferred to Yang Yu was holding a hammer, he thought he was going to beat him, he hurriedly went to the side and shouted: "What are you...what are you thinking? I...I warn you, don't do anything randomly, hitting people is illegal."

34; Humph!" Yang Yu ignored him, walked straight to the side of the sports car, picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed it at the sports car at the highest speed. He heard "Why!", Yang Yu smashed a taillight pillow club, and pressed it again. The rear view was sharp, and the instrument was too strong, and he was smashed one by one. Yang Yu was hitting the fun. MD smashing a cow can be a loss, especially when smashing such an expensive sports car, it really feels a little accomplished.

Because Yang Yu's speed was very good, before the 3 could react, Dan was strong and almost smashed the entire car into Qingqin. Even the surface-filled food cover was smashed, and a large piece suddenly appeared.

The young man looked at his plump eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, forgot to say something for a moment. The sweet slave girl next to him also looked at the sports car that turned into Qingtie.

You... jumped and shouted. Yang Yu, my god

You bastard, please stop me." Then the fool reacted, and the driver of the gang behind Gunong Yang Yu was also sweating and looked relaxed! Who are they?

"You... you beat Feng Ling who offended me..." Sibi cried in her face. Did he beg his father to buy this new one after several years? He was smashed like this. It's not a social act when he returns.

"Yes, I smashed it. I have warned you just now. Why can you not listen to Ku?" Yang Yu shook his head blankly and said, "Diet, let's deal with this Feng problem again." Yang Yu tightened the private car again and said, "Are you planning to really not pay compensation?"

"I... made a compensation." The young man looked at the hammer in Yang Yu's hand and swallowed. Du took out his wallet and gave it to Yang Yu. "I can only have so many on me, right?

When Yang Yu took over the Russian, Han entered the cup and asked, "The money should be enough, it's enough." Lian Mu, a driver of the private farming industry, nodded. He was originally losing money today, but he didn't expect that Li Dao would be in the end.

"Then the Beijing spirit is good." Yang Yu put down the hammer in his hand and walked to the young man and said, "Now we'll get it to deal with your cow's problem. Tell me, how much should you pay for? 34; "No... no, it's my fault." Qing Nian Lian Mu shook his head and took a few steps back, and as if he saw a demon rabbit, his white face was full of fear.

"Haha, your state said that this cow is worth 2.3 million, so I will pay you, Li, and I will buy a Xinfeng myself." Yang Yu smiled, formed a ticket from his pocket, wrote a string of Yuyu and stuffed it into his hand. "Okay, I'm just talking like this, I'm still in a hurry, so I'll drive the cow first." After doing all this, Yang Yu walked back to the private Fengfeng and said.

The fool with all the checks was so terrible that he counted the zeros on the tickets, and the meal was 3 million. He was heartbroken just now because his cow was smashed, but now it seems that many of them are back.

The bull was very lush and thick on the highway. Yang Yu didn't care much about it at all. The driver watched Yang Yu's eyes changed. md, this is a great man, the real bull has arrived home. From driving to death, he kept saying that he had never stopped. He was full of power and praise for Yang Yu.

An hour later, the car drove to Gaojian Technology Development Zone. After getting off the bus, the driver refused to accept Yang Yu's rich money. He smiled kindly and drove away in a flash.

Yang Yu died in the company, and Yang Cheng was naturally very involved in the interview. Lian Mu came out of the office. Fortunately, it was off work time now and there were basically no people in the company. Otherwise, if the employees were surprised to see the head office who was usually serious and came to pick up people so grandly.

Sitting comfortably on the side of the coffee table, Yang Yu took the sheep handed to Yang Cheng and took a pleasant sip. The fatigue of the whole day seemed to have become unlucky and unparalleled. "Young Master, why did the Mu come back from the American prisoner like this?" Yang Cheng asked.

"Why, aren't you welcome me when I come back?" Yang Yutica smiled.

Yang Cheng waved his hand repeatedly: "Young master, you'll be fine, you'll be back. Recently, the company has filed a dispute. I don't know how to deal with it.

"Oh, is there any other Jing that you can't handle?" Yang Yumeng looked at him with his head and asked in confusion.

"Yes, young master, the day before yesterday, the Education Department was basketed and some of the data was lost." Yang Cheng looked at Yang Yu and replied: "But the lost clothes are not important things. Guan Rui's is that I suspect there is a traitor in the company.

"What, are you talking about the business details in the company?" Yang Yu said in shock.
Chapter completed!