Chapter 633

He can also understand why the martial arts practitioners in the hidden world are reluctant to come out. When they are used to a kind of environment, it is very difficult to get used to a relatively poor new environment. Compared with the turbid air, the light and clear air are a little intolerable.

Zhang Mingchen lives in a big mountain next to Qingfeng mountain. There is a path with sheep intestines at the foot of the mountain. There are even people on the mountain.

Shen Lang is familiar with this place. He runs up the mountain easily. In warm spring, the mountain is lush and the environment is very good.

Soon, Shen Lang saw a small village, the deepest wooden house near the waterfall, which was the old man's residence.

This is a wooden house built entirely of trees. There are many rooms with large space. The wooden house is built very well. Although you can't see the scene inside, it will make people feel comfortable from the outside.

The gate was open, and Shen Lang went straight in.

Zhang Mingchen, the old man, is sitting in front of the computer screen, playing QQ against the landlord.

"Shit, that's boring!"

Zhang Mingchen thought that he was going to win, but he was killed by player a with four 10's. He was a little upset for a while, so he turned off the game and was ready to enjoy the latest action movie downloaded.

"Master, I'm back." Shen Lang shouted at the door.

Zhang Mingchen sat in front of the computer and didn't return his head. He said, "I guess your grandson should come back at this time. How about Qingfeng mountain

Shen Lang's face was black, and he didn't have a good airway: "I almost died of playing. I'm in trouble with your apprentice again."

Hearing this, Zhang Mingchen glanced back at Shen Lang and asked curiously, "what's the matter with you

Shen Lang sat on a stool beside him and told Zhang Mingchen about the recent scene.

Zhang Mingchen's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. He admires Shen Lang's ability to make trouble. He shouts, "who are you going to make trouble with? I can't protect you if you make trouble with the guy at the top of the asking situation."

"It's OK. I cut off one of his legs. He can't threaten me." Shen said with a frown.

"Whatever you want, don't give me any trouble." Zhang Mingchen shakes his thigh for a while. He can't deal with Shen Lang.

Zhang Mingchen's words are poisonous. He is quite relieved.

"By the way, Shifu, I'm here to meet the mysterious man you said before. When does that man leave?" Shen Lang asked about the business.

Zhang Mingchen cried, "wait another ten days. That senior just left the customs in ten days. If you don't find her then, she will come to you."

Shen Lang frowned and asked, "master, can't you tell me something? What is the identity of this elder? "

Zhang Mingchen said: "it's your business. It has nothing to do with Laozi. She will tell you then."

"What's the point?" Shen Lang shouted.

I have to wait ten days for the old man. Shen Lang feels a little bored.

Zhang Mingchen is very skillful. People in the village call him Zhang Banxian respectfully. Especially, some beautiful widows in the village come here to give him food every day.

Zhang Mingchen is a full house man now. He sits in front of the computer all day. He has nothing to play games, read novels, and occasionally goes to visit several widows in the village. Make complaints about

's interest. He took out his mobile phone and filled up the electricity.

Before, there was no signal on Qingfengshan mobile phone, but the signal was full here. Shen Lang first called three beautiful girls at home.

Liu Xiaoxiao and Bai Qingyu are still at work. They are very happy to receive Shen Lang's call. They couldn't get through to Shen Lang's call before.

Coincidentally, red moon also took over the work of Canghai group during this period, and came to Nanzhou for business. Now she is staying in a hotel in the center of the city.

"Shen Lang, where are you in Nanzhou city? I'm going to see you now." Red Moon said in surprise on the phone.

"No, I'd better pick you up and give me the address." Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Well."

Red moon told Shen Lang the address of Huamei hotel in the center of Nanzhou.

Shen Lang is going to go down the mountain to pick up the red moon. Zhang Mingchen has no problem. Anyway, there are so many houses here, and one more person is OK.

"Master, do you have a car?" Shen Lang asks Zhang Mingchen, who is playing with the computer.

"There is one at the foot of the mountain. Take it." Zhang Mingchen throws Shen Lang a car key.

Shen Lang took the car key and soon went down the mountain.

There is a national road at the foot of the mountain. A Chery QQ and a fierce military Humvee are parked on the side of the road. Both of them are old man's cars.

However, the car key Zhang Mingchen gave him was that Chery QQ, and it was still very old, which made Shen Lang a little upset, and the old man was too stingy.

Shen Lang is too lazy to complain. Anyway, it's just that the car can drive.

He got into the driver's seat of the Chery QQ and drove out along the national road.

There are not many cars on the national road. Shen Lang drives Chery QQ from the fork to join the main road. From the rear-view mirror, he sees a small team of eight cars. The first one is a black Mercedes Benz S600.

In general, teams with this configuration are all teams that are driven by leaders during inspection.

In China, some leaders pay great attention to rehearsal during inspection. The motorcade should be vast, the interview car should follow, sometimes the masses should give way, block the road and so on.

Shen Lang doesn't drive fast. The Mercedes Benz S600 in the rearview mirror keeps honking its horn, which seems to be a little impatient.

Shen Lang has been speeding up to about 70 yards, and the speed is not too slow.

But all of a sudden, there was a click.

The Chery QQ engine he was driving seemed to be broken, and the car stopped in a flash.

The Mercedes Benz S600, the leader of the rear team, drove faster and directly ran into the rear end of Chery QQ.

"Bang!"

A loud noise.

Chery QQ stopped in the middle of the road, and the team behind also stopped.

The driver of the Mercedes Benz behind saw the crash and got off the car immediately. The S600 headlight had been damaged and slightly sunken.

The driver looked a little frightened.

"What's the matter?" A middle-aged man in a black suit walked out of a red flag car behind him, followed by two bodyguards from Gaoma University.

The middle-aged suit is named Qian Zhiguang. He is short and fat, with a big stomach. He is the Deputy Secretary of Nanzhou municipal Party committee. He came to the county to inspect this time and didn't expect to encounter a car accident.

Shen Lang said to Qian Zhiguang, "sorry, my car is broken."

Qian Zhiguang came over, looked at the waves, put on a vice official voice, and said seriously: "young man, I'm going to criticize you. Don't you see the leader's car in the back? What are you doing? Why not give up ahead of time? "

Hearing this, Shen Lang felt a little upset and shouted, "there's no way to occupy the road. I was driving in this lane, and your motorcade came after me."

"Young man, anyway, it's not right for you to influence my work." Qian Zhiguang put on the airs of a deputy leader and said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, "it doesn't matter. I can pay for the damaged car in full, so the head office will do."

"Forget it, young man. I don't think we can afford to pay for it." Qian Zhiguang's face shows a little disdain. Seeing Shen Lang driving an old Chery QQ, it is estimated that it is just the villain at the bottom of the society.

Shen Lang frowned and said with a sneer, "if you say you can't pay, I won't pay."