She returned from a flash marriage, and many people in Beijing were a little panicked

November in Beijing has already entered the northern winter, and it is especially cold at night.

At this time, many people really wanted to go back, but the fun was not over yet and they were reluctant to leave. Many people were already rubbing their hands due to the cold.

The owner of the red phone was also cold, especially because his down jacket was torn and the cold wind was blowing inside.

But he was unwilling to pay the money. Even if he was willing to pay, he couldn't come up with 110,000.

Then he could only continue to play dirty: "I can't pay for this money. I didn't do it on purpose. Since he dared to come out to compete, he should be able to bear these risks."

Tang Xin narrowed her eyes slightly: "Oh? You said that? Competition means taking risks, right?"

The owner of the red machine nodded firmly: "Of course."

Tang Xin said coldly: "Okay, I'll compete with you!"

After that, she took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, Brother Ning, please bring me the model airplane No. 17, Xiao Hei."

Tang Xin hung up the phone and looked at the model airplanes on the ground. "Which one do you choose?"

The owner of the red model didn't understand why, but he felt inexplicably nervous: "What, which one? My model airplane is broken!"

Tang Xin had already noticed that the model airplanes placed nearby were all owned by the owner of the red aircraft, so how could he deny it now?

"Oh? Then these are not yours?"

As she said that, she walked over and picked up one of the most expensive ones: "Since it's not yours, I can do whatever I want with this ownerless thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the model airplane and was about to smash it to the ground.

The owner of the red plane immediately rushed over and snatched the model airplane away, "No, no, no, auntie, don't smash it, it's mine!"

Tang Xin smiled coldly: "Okay, since it's yours, you choose. Which one do you want to challenge? Or you can challenge all of them together."

The owner of the red phone roughly guessed Tang Xin's intention and immediately refused: "I won't compete with you."

Tang Xin nodded: "It's okay if you don't want to compete, then just pay the money! So many people are watching, whether you did it on purpose or not, everyone can see it clearly, I remember someone even recorded a video, how about we find it and take a good look?"

Others immediately agreed and proved that the owner of the red phone did it on purpose.

The owner of the red phone looked embarrassed. He knew in his heart that he was indeed in the wrong in this matter. Now that so many people testified, he could no longer deny it.

He regretted it very much now. Why did he lose so much just now and turn around and take revenge on the other party in a moment of delusion?

Now that we have encountered a tough guy like Tang Xin, this hurdle will not be easy to overcome.

But if he had to pay the money obediently, he wouldn't have that much money.

These model airplanes took up almost all of his money, and the total value of these model airplanes was less than 110,000 yuan.

After a psychological struggle, he could only say: "Then I choose this one."

Then he picked up the cheapest model airplane and prayed in his heart that the girl was not good at playing with model airplanes. If he could win the competition, he would be qualified to negotiate with her.

Tang Xin nodded: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, an extremely flashy green Lamborghini stopped by the roadside.

Everyone looked towards the car, and saw a man wearing a silver limited edition down jacket of a high-end brand walking down holding a box.

The man looked around, and finally walked towards Tang Xin with a smile and handed her the box: "Sister Xin'er, here, you want something."

Long Xiaohan on the side took the box first, "Xin'er, I'll hold it for you."

Tang Xin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. She turned her head and looked at the man in confusion: "This thing is not heavy."

Long Xiaohan said calmly: "It's okay, this is what I should do."

The showy man looked at Long Xiaohan meaningfully: "Xin'er, who is this man?"

Tang Xin introduced calmly: "Long Xiaohan."

The showy man was slightly stunned, then smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Ning Yi, sister Xin'er calls me Brother Ning, you can call me Brother Ning too."

Long Xiaohan held the box in both hands, "Sorry, it's inconvenient to hold something in my hands."

Tang Xin clearly felt the hostility emanating from Long Xiaohan, and felt even more confused.

However, she was too lazy to figure out what the man was thinking, and took out a very handsome black fighter model from the box.

"Let's compete first."

Tang Xin said, holding the model in one hand and the remote control in the other, and walked to the owner of the red machine, "Come on."

When the owner of the red machine saw the model, he suddenly panicked, but since it had come to this, he had no choice but to go ahead.

The two of them quickly flew the model plane into the sky.

After Tang Xin turned on the fighter jet, a row of small lights lit up on the dark fuselage. The bright lights made the fighter jet even cooler. Even in the dark sky of this winter night, it was as dazzling as a bright morning star.

The owner of the red plane is still using a red airplane model this time. When the two planes fly together, they look inferior.

The next moment, Tang Xin's fighter plane was like a ghost. It was clearly flying behind the red plane, but suddenly appeared in front of it.

The red plane crashed directly into the black fighter without any inspection, then broke into two and fell to the ground.

The black fighter jet was still flying intact in the night sky, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Xin ordered coldly: "Come again."

The owner of the red plane had a rather unpleasant look on his face. Less than two minutes into the race, his plane was damaged, and it was he who crashed into it. He felt like a dumb person eating bitter herbs.

He didn't move. Tang Xin's voice became even colder, revealing an unquestionable pressure: "Hurry up, come again."

The owner of the red plane was frightened by the sound, and immediately picked up a yellow plane model and flew it into the sky.

The two airplane models started a chase again. This time, the owner of the red airplane deliberately moved his airplane away from Tang Xin's fighter jet. However, he was still not careful and was blocked by Tang Xin's fighter jet which suddenly changed its route. His airplane hit the fuselage of the fighter jet again and crashed.

His heart trembled.

What material is this model made of? Why is it so hard?

He destroyed two models in succession, but the fighter plane was not damaged at all.

He even suspected that the fighter jet didn't even have a piece of paint peeling off.

Tang Xin ordered again: "Come again."

The owner of the red phone felt sad, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only continue as he was told.

……

Ten minutes later, the last model owned by the red owner also crashed.

His heart was throbbing with pain. He covered his face with his hands and asked in a sad voice, "Auntie, is it ok now?"

Even if it was impossible, he had no choice. All his airplane models crashed, and he crashed all of them by himself. He couldn't point to Tang Xin's fault at all.

Tang Xin took back her fighter plane and held it in her arms: "Don't play with model airplanes anymore, because you are not worthy of it! If I see you playing with it again, I will beat you every time I see you."

After that, she asked Ning Yi to bring paper and pen, and wrote a promissory note for 48,000 yuan to the owner of the red phone: "Here, you have one month to pay it back."

Tang Xin had already realized that this man simply couldn't afford to pay the 110,000 yuan, so he only wrote down the actual price of the co-pilot's model airplane.

She has now smashed all the models of the red machine owner, which is considered to be the punishment he deserves. There is no need to push him to the brink of despair.

The owner of the red phone raised his hand, took the IOU tremblingly, his face full of bitterness.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on the dark fighter plane, and hesitantly said: "Can I ask you something?"

is it him?