Chapter 41 - The Power of One Foot

Chapter 41 - The Power of One Foot

Yang Hao stood in front of his Jetta, frowning, because a black trot blocked his car, betting on the road he left. On the side of this black trot, a 20-year-old The young man in next year's gorgeous clothes was leaning on the sports car, smoking a cigarette, and chatting with a group of young men and women in front of him. Around this group of men and women, six or seven expensive sports cars of various kinds were parked in disorder.

"Hey, you are blocking my car, please move."

Yang Hao frowned, and shouted at the young man leaning on the sports car, these young men and women were all dressed gorgeously, and most of these sports cars were expensive. In the middle of the night, I'm looking for excitement in a group outside.

The young man leaning on the sports car looked back at Yang Hao, looked up and down, then turned his head and continued talking to those people, as if he had never heard Yang Hao speak, nor had he seen Yang Hao generally.

Yang Hao's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Xue Na's impulsive and violent girl was in danger just now. If he hadn't arrived in time and rescued her with a fruit knife that he usually used to peel fruit, she might have fallen into the hands of those three gangsters by now.

I don't know if it was because of the embarrassing incident with her last time, Yang Hao obviously cared a little more about Xue Na. If it was someone else, Yang Hao wouldn't bother to follow her.

There were obviously three gangsters, but one of them disappeared suddenly, and the other two were unafraid, but came towards her. Such an abnormal thing, even if you think about it with your toes, you should understand that this is a trap. What should be done for a while to protect her own safety, but Xue Na recklessly chose to take action. Yang Hao almost vomited blood, and I don't know how Xue Na used to be specially trained...

According to Xue Na's reckless behavior, in the environment Yang Hao and the others are in, even ten lives are not enough to lose...

If I didn't happen to be here today, then Xue Na would probably die at the hands of those three gangsters. Thinking of this, Yang Hao felt a little angry, because he couldn't just happen to be by her side every time...

Quietly went back to the roadside parking lot outside Jin Haiyang, only to find that his car was blocked again, and the other party was still so arrogant and defiant, which made Yang Hao's original anger go up.

"You're deaf, can't you hear? Move your car out of the way."

Yang Hao's voice was a bit loud, and the group of enthusiastic men and women who were chatting stopped chatting and turned their heads to look at this side. Some looked at Yang Hao, and some looked at the young man leaning on the sports car. There was more of an expression of anticipation on the face.

The young man's face changed slightly, he turned his head and said with a sneer, "What's wrong with getting in your way, if you don't want to cause trouble, get out of here, and if you keep talking about it, your car will be smashed."

Yang Hao suddenly laughed: "So you won't move the car?"

The young man clasped his hands, and his face showed a bit of surprise: "From your tone, it seems that you have an idea. It happens to be fine, so I will play with you..."

"Just for fun?" Yang Hao sized up the black trot and grinned: "If you don't move, I'll move it for you."

"Help me move?"

As if hearing a funny joke, the young man raised the car key in his hand: "Here is the car key, come and get it if you have the skills..."

Yang Hao looked at his Jetta, then at the position of the small black sports car, then walked to the rear of the black trot, and looked at it.

Not only the young man looked at Yang Hao strangely, but even the men and women around him looked at Yang Hao with puzzled faces. They obviously didn't understand what Yang Hao wanted to do. This black sports car was locked, so there was no need to move it. Got the key from the youth?

"Ran Ran, what is he going to do?"

In the crowd, Yan Beibei stared at Yang Hao curiously, and asked Yue Xiaoran, her best friend next to her. Yan Beibei has been in Zhonghai for two months, and Yue Xiaoran is her best friend, who is always together Play, out for a drive today, she also dragged Yue Xiaoran along.

Compared with Yan Beibei, who had exaggerated smoky makeup and was wearing a sexy miniskirt, Yue Xiaoran's dress was much more modest, with a knee-length pleated skirt, and a baby-fat face that lacked Yan Beibei's flamboyance. A little bit cautious and shy.

"Beibei, I guess he is trying to push Yan Ming's car away..."

"Push the car by hand?"

Yan Beibei turned her head, stretched out her small white hand exaggeratedly, touched Yue Xiaoran's forehead, and said with a smile: "Ranran, you must have a fever, Yan Ming's car is locked. Yes, he wants to push that car away with his own strength, haha..."

The young men and women around also heard Yan Beibei's words, and they all burst into laughter, as if they had heard a big joke.

At this moment, Yang Hao seemed to have finally found a place, took a breath, suddenly raised his right foot, and kicked heavily on the tail of the black trot.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Yan Ming's black trot unexpectedly slid forward abruptly, rubbing a few obvious black marks on the ground, and at the rear of the car, the place where Yang Hao stepped down was completely sunken.

All the laughter stopped abruptly.

Yan Beibei, Yan Ming and the others opened their eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of them in horror, with their mouths wide enough to stuff duck eggs into.

Is this guy a monster?

One kick actually kicked a locked car two or three meters away!

What would be the effect of such a kick on a person?

Yang Hao, however, seemed to have completed an insignificant trifle, clapped his hands, and grinned at the dumbfounded men and women, showing eight white teeth, but this smile fell on everyone's eyes, but it was like a monster They showed their fangs, and they were incomparably austere. Several of them unconsciously stepped back a few steps, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Yang Hao's original pent-up anger also vented out with this kick. Looking at the appearance of these men and women, Yang Hao was in a good mood, and he stopped talking to them, got in the car, lit the fire, and drove the car out .

Yan Ming finally came to his senses and let out a scream: "My car! Don't go, come out for me..."

Yang Hao kicked the accelerator to the end, the car roared like a wounded monster and started suddenly, and rushed towards Yan Ming who was walking towards him clamoring.

Before Yan Ming finished speaking, he saw Yang Hao's car rushing straight towards him, his voice stopped abruptly, his face turned pale, and he wanted to run away, but found that his legs were limp and weak. He couldn't move half a minute at all, he could only see the car crashing into him.

Yan Beibei and the others looked at this scene, their eyes widened, and they subconsciously let out a cry of panic. Some timid people had already closed their eyes.

Seeing that the Jetta car was about to hit Yan Ming, Yang Hao swung the steering wheel, and then slammed on the brakes. The car flicked sideways amidst the screeching sound of brakes, and even completed a 90-degree sideways movement in a very small distance. The tail flicked, and the car stopped when it was about to touch Yan Ming.

Yan Ming sat down on the ground, looking at the Jetta that finally stopped roaring, a feeling of survival rose from the bottom of Yan Ming's heart, he looked in horror at Yang Hao who was sitting in the cab and looked at him calmly , his face was already distorted due to extreme fear.

madman!

This is a madman!

Yan Ming panted heavily, and in just a split second, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat...

Yang Hao glanced at Yan Ming, who was trembling all over, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, so scared that he almost peed his pants, what a coward!

Of course, Yang Hao didn't want to kill Yan Ming, but just wanted to scare Yan Ming. Presumably after this time, he will restrain himself somewhat.

Yang Hao picked up the cigarette next to him, unhurriedly popped one out, lit it, took a deep breath, and then kicked the accelerator to the end, Jetta roared again and rushed out.

"So cool!"

Yan Beibei stared at the Jetta going away with bright eyes, and there were two strange blushes on her face. She opened her eyes wide just now, and she saw clearly how Yang Hao in the driver's cab operated the car lightly, and finished the work. That extremely thrilling tail flick.

"Catch up, catch up!"

Yan Beibei jumped up suddenly, took Yue Xiaoran's hand, and ran towards her Audi TT quickly, and the other young men and women also reacted, and got into their cars one after another.

"Hurry up!"

"We can't let him escape!"

Yan Ming was also helped up from the ground by a companion. Looking at the sports cars rushing out one after another, he took a deep breath, pushed his companion away, and shouted in a low voice: "We also chase!"

Yan Ming walked in front of his sports car, just about to sit in the driver's seat, but felt that his feet were still soft, he hesitated for a moment, and threw the car key to his companion: "Jiang Hai, you drive."

Jiang Hai glanced at Yan Ming slightly in surprise, and when he saw that Yan Ming's feet were still trembling slightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching twice, but fortunately he pursed his lips tightly, and finally held back his laugh.

Yan Ming naturally noticed the strange expression on Jiang Hai's face, but at this moment he was in no mood to worry about it, and urged: "Drive quickly, we must not let that guy escape!"

Jiang Hai skillfully started the car, chased the car ahead, and asked at the same time, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Ming's face was gloomy, he stared at the front, gritted his teeth and growled: "I want him to die!"