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Chapter 53 - Do you hear me?

"Xia Luo! Xia Luo! "Look, I've passed, I've passed!"

The next day, early in the morning, Jing Xiaoqian called him and said excitedly:

"I scored 60 points on this Monthly Test's Math test. You promised to give me a present and even take me out to play!" You can't go back on your word! "

"He really passed?"

After Xia Luo hung up the phone, he looked at the picture that Jing Xiaoqian had sent her, and saw that on one of the papers, there was a score of 60.

"This girl seems to be quite smart, she's the same as Tian Ze."

Xia Luo laughed, he had only been in the academy for a few months, and he had already passed the Math exam.

Therefore, he brought Jing Xiaoqian out for a big meal at night and bought her a lot of gifts, such as a famous brand bag, perfume bag, cosmetics and the like.

Around ten in the evening, Xia Luo planned to send her home, but the result was that this girl had to drag him somewhere.

When he arrived, Xia Luo was dumbfounded.

"How about it, Xia Luo, this is Songjiang's racing holy land, Mount Qiuming!"

Jing Xiaoqian ran across a large patch of grass and the wind blew through her black hair. From afar, the sound of a sportscar and the screams of the crowd could be heard.

Xia Luo's face did not look good, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Aiya, could it be that you want to play outside? I want to go for a ride."

"No!" Racing is so dangerous, don't even think about it! "

"Xia Luo!"

"Calling me handsome brother is useless!"

"Handsome, handsome brother, male god ~ ~" Jing Xiaoqian hugged one of Xia Luo's arm, looking especially cute while pouting.

Xia Luo thought about it, then said: "How about I bring you to play with my kart tomorrow?"

"Who …" Who wants to play with a kart? That's something children should play with! "

Jing Xiaoqian gritted her teeth in anger.

While the two of them were arguing, a group of people was crossing the distance. The person in the lead was wearing a red and black Nike racing suit, his black hair flying wildly in the air, looking very arrogant.

"Yo, it's really Zhao Qian?" The man in the racing suit rubbed his eyes and said in surprise, "I thought I was mistaken."

"Brother Kun, who is this woman, she's quite good-looking."

A bald kid standing beside the man in the racetrack looked at Jing Xiaoqian with her shifty eyes.

A girl with a dirty braid was chewing gum and looking at Jing Xiaoqian with a faint hostility.

"Heh heh, didn't I tell you guys before? Elder sister from Soaring Dragon School of Technology, a famous hooligan in the Heavenly Water District. The man's voice carried a hint of playfulness.

"Ah?" It was that Nicholas Zhao Qian!? "Famous bus …"

Before the baldie could finish his sentence, Jing Xiaoqian shouted angrily, "Hurry up and open your mouth!"

"What's wrong? Was the baldy wrong? Everyone in the Sky Water District knows that you, Jing Xiaoqian, will pay no matter what, it's just a department store. Anyone can enter … "

The girl with the dirty braid crossed her arms and sneered.

As soon as he finished his sentence, a black shadow slapped him.

The girl with the dirty braid let out a scream as she was sent flying five to six meters before crashing onto the ground. Blood even dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Lin Lin?"

Yang Kun was stunned, he did not think that the normal looking brat beside Jing Xiaoqian would suddenly make a move? Does he know who they are?!

"You are f * cking courting death!"

The baldie had just finished speaking when Xia Luo slapped him again, sending him flying. His face burned with pain.

After drawing two people, Xia Luo said indifferently: "Since your parents have not taught you how to be polite, I will teach you two a lesson today."

"Xia Luo?"

Jing Xiaoqian stared at him in a daze. Ever since she was young, this was the first time someone protected her …

"Brat, you have guts, but do you know who we are?" Yang Kun's face was extremely ugly.

"rich second generation?" Xia Luo asked.

"Then how dare you provoke me?!"

Yang Kun is really too stupid, is there something wrong with his brain? The other lackeys saw their rich second generation, they didn't even have enough time to curry favor with him, he actually dared to make a move.

"Yo!" It really is the rich second generation, excuse me! "

Xia Luo immediately revealed a smile, he was full of energy, as though he was meeting his family members.

To be honest, he liked these rich second generation the most. They were the God of Fortune, the philanthropist and the money lender.

'Money tree... Oh no, rich second generation, come over here and I'll have a word with you. " Xia Luo hooked his fingers at him.

Yang Kun's face was strange, "What are you doing?"

Xia Luo took the initiative to go closer and whispered into his ear, "Fuck you, do you hear me? "Fuck."

"Creak!"

Yang Kun clenched his teeth, the corners of his eyes twitched, he had been in Songjiang City for 20 years and had never seen such an arrogant guy!

'Hit me, quick, hit me... Hurry up and hit me. " Xia Luo thought in his heart. He was going to earn another sum tonight.

But Yang Kun was furious for a long time, and in the end, he did not do anything, only the bald man crawled up from the ground, rushed towards Xia Luo and was kicked away by him.

"Brat, you're finished!" I'm not done with you, I'm going to kill you! Since you have angered our rich second generation, hurry up and buy yourself a coffin! "

The girl with the dirty braid was called Lin Lin. She pointed at Xia Luo and screamed.

Xia Luo wanted to slap her again, so he exploded, "What's so special about rich second generation? Hmph, my boyfriend is also rich second generation!"

"What?"

Yang Kun, the baldie and Yuan Lin Lin were stunned, this fellow was also a rich second generation?

"Impossible!" The baldie said confidently, "I've never seen this guy in the industry before!"

Lin Lin immediately laughed, "Haha … Hahaha, I'm going to die laughing. Zhao Qian, you idiot, this brat is obviously lying to you, rich second generation … Puchi, you really believe that? "

"It's true!" Our BMW i8 is parked outside, Xia Luo, drive over here! " Jing Xiaoqian was so angry that she wanted to die.

"Yo, you still have a BMW i8? "I don't think you guys can even afford five water caltrops." Yuan Lin Lin continued to mock him.

"What's wrong with Wu Ling Hong Guang?" Let me tell you, don't look down on the national car, do you believe that I can destroy your supercar! "

Xia Luo was instantly displeased, and pointed at her.

"Huh? What did you say, Wu-Ling Hong Guang won against me? Big brother Kun, bald, did I hear wrong? " Yuan Lin Lin intentionally asked the two of them.

"Idiot!" The bald man said angrily.

Yang Kun didn't take this seriously, what kind of garbage truck was that? Twenty or thirty thousand apiece, and their casual Ferrari Rambo cost four or five million, like the difference between a firefly and a moon.

"Xia Luo!" Jing Xiaoqian was also at a loss for words, "What nonsense are you spouting, I'll make you drive the BMW 8 over for them to see."

"What are you looking at? These are not enough to see my sports car. I can use a van. Smash them, hmph. " Xia Luo continued to mock him.

"Alright!"

Finally, Yuan Lin Lin could no longer endure Xia Luo trying to act cool. She shouted: "Then let's have a match! If you can really beat me with a van, I'll let you handle me. "

"He took the bait."

Xia Luo snickered in his heart, then said: "I'm not interested in you, if you lose, just give me your car."

"Hmph, poor bastard!"

In any case, it was impossible for her to lose, "Then if you lose, kneel on the ground and lick the soles of my shoes clean!"

"Yes ~"

Xia Luo agreed easily.