In Cheng Tianxue’s top-of-the-line BMW sedan.
"Mr. Cheng, can your company’s Mr. Zhang catch up?" Wang ngng suddenly asked.
"Hmph! A broken bicycle trying to catch up with us, what a joke!" Su Ruobai snorted disdainfully.
"Hey! Look, what’s that?"
Suddenly, Wang ngng exclaid, pointing at the two tiny black dots swiftly approaching in the rearview mirror.
Yes, they were indeed speeding over like flying.
Following the direction of Wang ngng’s pointing finger.
Only to see the two black dots speeding towards them at a breakneck pace.
Very soon, in less than three breaths.
Zhang Xiaohao had caught up with Qu Shenyue in tow.
"Hi! Hello, beautiful ladies!" Zhang Xiaohao greeted with a wave and a smile.
"Jerk! That’s a bicycle, how could you possibly ride it so fast?" Cheng Tianxue demanded, her face stern.
"Ha ha! This is no ordinary bicycle, it’s the fighter jet of bicycles, naturally it’s fast!" Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.
Having said that.
With a push of his feet, he and Qu Shenyue dashed forward, swiftly taking the lead.
On the highway.
Two mountain bikes were speeding ahead, followed by over a dozen luxurious sedans and several buses.
"No way! Am I still not awake? Can a bicycle actually be faster than a BMW? Why don’t you slap and see if I wake up?"
"Um." His companion nodded.
She raised her hand roughly and slapped him across the face.
Smack!
Thud!
Directly knocking him to the ground.
"Ah! You really hit !" the man exclaid.
"You’re really not dreaming, those two bicycles are incredible," the woman said.
"Mom, did you say dad is going to buy a sedan next month?" a middle-aged woman holding a girl asked.
"Yes! Your father has really got it made, next month he plans to buy a Volkswagen," the middle-aged woman said proudly.
"So, between the Volkswagen and the bicycle, which is faster?" the little girl asked innocently, looking up.
"Naturally, the Volkswagen is faster! It has four wheels," the middle-aged woman responded.
"Mom, look, how co those two big brothers’ bicycles are faster than the four-wheeled ones?"
Following the little girl’s pointing finger.
"Ah!" the middle-aged woman exclaid in surprise.
"Mom, next month tell dad to buy bicycles!" the little girl said.
"..." The middle-aged woman was left speechless.
Scenes like this were nurous, especially among so young and trendy n and won, witnessing this unbelievable sight.
Each one took out their mobile phones, capturing this mont right away.
Seven or eight minutes later.
Zhang Xiaohao and Qu Shenyue stopped at Hailan Hotel.
"Sir, what is this for?" a security guard asked.
"We’re here to eat, look! Get soone to watch our bikes, and if they go missing, you’re paying," Zhang Xiaohao said.
Having said that, he and Qu Shenyue walked into the hotel with their heads held high.
Leaving the security guard standing there, utterly baffled.
Inside the hotel.
"Ah! Mr. Zhang, you’ve arrived!" the receptionist said enthusiastically.
She vividly rembered the last incident.
This Mr. Zhang, at the drop of a hat, had booked an entire floor for his company’s employee housing.
"Yes! Are our company’s food and drinks ready?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Everything is ready, Mr. Zhang, please!" the receptionist said.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded and walked upstairs with Qu Shenyue.
Very soon.
Cheng Tianxue and her group also arrived.
The banquet started, and delicious mountain and sea delicacies were quickly served.
Three rounds of drinks passed, five different dishes were tasted.
"You guys eat first, I’m going to the restroom!" Su Ruobai said.
"I’ll go too! Mr. Su, I’ll go with you," Wang ngng said.
Having said that, the two of them stood up and walked outside.
"Mr. Cheng, based on today’s sales, it won’t be long before your company’s ’Paris Lover’ product becos a national sensation," Murong Yu Yan said.
"The product is one aspect, and channel sales are another. In this regard, we need more promotion from Miss Murong!" Cheng Tianxue said with a smile.
"Of course, when there’s money to be made, the Murong Family never refuses," Murong Yu Yan said.
"Ah, I need to use the restroom too. Excuse for a mont; you guys continue," Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.
After speaking, he stood up and walked outside.
He left the banquet hall.
Oh no!
A young woman, her face filled with panic, ran headfirst into Zhang Xiaohao.
"Ah!" Wang ngng exclaid, clutching her head in pain as tears nearly fell.
"Hey! ngng, what’s the matter? Why are you in such a rush?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Ah! Mr. Zhang, it’s terrible. Mr. Su is in trouble; she is blocked by three n in the restroom. Hurry over, if you don’t get there soon, sothing bad will happen," Wang ngng said urgently.
"What did you say? Su Ruobai is blocked?" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold as he spoke.
A violent murderous intent crazily surged from within him.
"Hmm." Wang ngng nodded.
"Damn it!" Zhang Xiaohao grunted coldly.
"Let’s go!"
After that, he swiftly carried Wang ngng and rushed toward the restroom.
In the restroom.
"Get out of my way!" Su Ruobai said coldly.
"Beauty, how can your brother just roll away?" A middle-aged man with a sharp face sneered.
"I’ll say it again! Get out of my way, or suffer the consequences," Su Ruobai said, as cold as frost.
"Haha! Just you? No offense, but even if Cheng Tianxue cos here, I would make her kneel and sing ’Conquest’," the sharp-faced man scoffed.
"You’re seeking death!" Su Ruobai’s eyes turned cold.
Without warning, her right foot kicked out toward the groin of the sharp-faced middle-aged man.
"Hmm! Fancy moves, daring to embarrass yourself in front of ! Co here," the sharp-faced man grunted.
His right hand shot out, bringing with it a strong gust of wind as he reached for Su Ruobai’s kicking foot.
Just then,
Su Ruobai’s foot was about to be caught in his hand when suddenly, a furious voice erupted.
"Dare to touch my woman, you’re seeking death!"
Suddenly, an imnse aura pressed down on the sharp-faced man.
The sharp-faced man’s heart tightened, as if stalked by a prival beast.
The hand he had extended dared not move an inch.
He concentrated, fiercely guarding against the owner of this imnse aura.
Crack!
"Oh!" A sound of sothing breaking, followed by a stifled groan erged from the sharp-faced man’s mouth.
Pain caused him to gasp sharply, large beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
At the sa ti, a crimson trace of blood instantly stained his crotch red.
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