look at other people's president

What Li Xizi said was an understatement.

On the way to the hospital, Dong Li's hand holding the steering wheel was shaking.

He has not driven a car for ten years, and has long lost his ability to respond when driving. He clumsily and at a loss recalled step by step in his mind how to ignite the ignition, put in gear, and start. It was like stepping on the accelerator and galloping forward.

In the morning, when Dong Li was going to the parking lot, he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

At one o'clock, it was the time when the children came out to play, and there were chattering noises everywhere. Workers wearing white knitting gloves were pruning the flowers and trees. The green juice seeped out from the sections of the plants, exuding a bitter plant aroma. It looks like a peaceful scene.

A little boy who was running bumped into Dong Li's leg, giggled and looked up at him, the boy's nanny hurried over to support the child, and said apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry."

Dong Li smiled and said it was okay, pointed behind him, and said, "Go over there to play." The child ran away smiling again.

When Dong Li got up, he noticed that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up, the piercing eyes disappeared.

There are too many children here, Dong Li didn't dare to delay, and walked quickly to the entrance of the parking lot at the end, the noise gradually faded away, he saw from the corner of his eye, the planter just now was talking on the phone with his hips crossed.

With his hands in his pockets, he calmly dialed his emergency number with a relaxed look.A sudden gust of wind swept from the side and rear, Dong Li dodged suddenly, a baseball bat was too late to hold back and hit Kong Kong beside him, he caught the bat and swung it back, a man in blue overalls staggered back took two steps.

Dong Li usually goes to work at 07:30 in the morning. He clearly remembers that when he goes out, it is often the time for the gardeners in the community to finish their work!

Holding the bat, he stood there coldly, watching three other men coming from a van in the distance with a bat, and behind him, there were at least two footsteps.

When he was a graduate student, he was the best hitter among Chinese students. Although he basically only does some exercise in the gym now, he just lightly pressed the button when he passed the alarm post in the community, and the security guards were about 6 Minutes arrived, and Li Xizi, who was calling, needed 4 minutes to come from the parking lot. He just needed to ensure that within these 4 minutes, he would not be robbed, and moreover, he would not be fatally injured in the fight.

Sure enough, it was still very difficult.

He raised his hands and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Who are you?"

He smiled at the person who was facing him, and said: "Boss Dong knows it well, don't delay, brothers promise to be polite."

This tone seems to be a thug raised by Zhen Chen You's family, and Dong Li has heard about the strength of Zhen's bodyguards.

He gritted his teeth, and when he was about to pick up the stick to fight the trapped beast, he saw the face of the person in front of him change.

Then, there was a muffled groan, and the sound of human bones being broken was so loud that everyone was stunned to see that Gu Anfeng, the young student who was the most popular at the moment, had two big men groaning at his feet.His hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and he was holding two baseball bats in his hands. The light in his eyes was like a lion just waking up on the prairie.

He threw off his backpack, grabbed Dong Lihu behind him with one hand, and said with a smile, "Didn't expect that when your mobile phone sends an alarm to Li Xizi, it will be forwarded to me by the way. You are not the only one in the world." A programmer."

He stopped looking at Dong Li, and pressed towards the remaining four people step by step. The four people looked at each other, and they all knew that the evil star who suddenly appeared was a true practitioner, and they were ready to fight. When Gu Anfeng was about to rush up to beat someone, the van in the distance maximized the accelerator, screamed and crashed directly into the bamboo railing of the flower garden, ran over countless shrubs and turf, and rushed straight towards Dong Li drove over.

Their task is not to let this person appear in today's meeting, if they can't take him away, there is no need to fight——

It is better to kill him directly.

The truth in the world is that there can be many heroes, but there is only one savior.Then Dong Li would rather his savior was not Gu Anfeng.

When Li Xizi and the security personnel arrived, they happened to see Gu Anfeng pushing Dong Li away, being knocked out by the crazy van, and stopped moving on the ground.Li Xizi stopped, she desperately remembered that less than half a year ago, Gu Anfeng suffered a serious head injury.

The security personnel had just pulled the driver out of the car, and before he could react, Gu Anfeng had already been hugged by Dong Li to the back seat. The security personnel wanted to stop him, but they heard the usually elegant and gentle man roar with bloodshot eyes: "He listens to you!" Don't see me talking! Li Xizi, come and drive!"

Li Xizi has a black belt in Taekwondo, can fight with two burly men, graduated from a prestigious school, has impeccable work ability, and cooks delicious food, but he thinks he is still a little inferior to his boss.She is usually cooler and colder than her boss Dong Li in the company, and is known as Junior Sister Miejue.She was so conceited that she never told Dong Li that she couldn't do it, but at this moment, she said tremblingly: "Boss, no, my driver's license is C1, and I can't drive an eleven-seater van."

Dong Li glanced at her calmly, and said simply: "Okay, then I'll drive."

He jumped into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt clumsily, and drove away while everyone was still in a daze.

Dong Li did have a B1 driver's license. When he was a college student of architecture, in order to earn extra money, he took a truckload of designers to Tibet to draw architectural drawings.At that time, how courageous they were, the road to Tibet was so difficult to walk, and many people had altitude sickness, but no young man had ever thought about any "accidents".

Dong Li, 22 years old, has debts, a milk doll who is waiting to be fed, and a beautiful girl who is sensitive and slender like a girl.He is as pure and happy as cattle and sheep grazing on the roadside, and he believes that his own hands can earn a bright future. After all, under the blue sky, good things will always happen.

Since when did he start to doubt the world, the psychedelic sunlight and rainy clouds.It may be from the night of rain and snow in San Francisco. In the middle of the night, Chufeng's secretary informed him that something happened to Chufeng.

25-year-old Dong Li watched over and over again the surveillance cameras of Chufeng driving his car into the sea under the rain. His car was the latest bright yellow car, the only one in San Francisco. No matter where he is driving in San Francisco, Dong Li can see him from the 37th floor of the company.

A prophecy.

The police said with emotion that if Dong Li's alibi was not so convincing, he would almost suspect that it was a well-arranged commercial murder. As a business partner, Dong Li's reaction was too calm.

Dong Li didn't have the strength to deal with the police's questioning. Before Chufeng left, he told him that he had something to tell him when he came back from home.He had already guessed what Chu Feng was going to say, but he never heard him say it again.

After Chufeng left, he never drove again. In the driver's seat of every car, there seemed to be a ghost of Chufeng, who turned his head and smiled at Dong Li when he was leaving.

At this moment, Dong Li put one hand on the other, trying to stabilize himself.He could no longer see Chu Feng's phantom, and his eyes were only red like a blood mist.

Amidst the overwhelming tide of blood, Dong Li said silently in his heart with difficulty, you help him, if you really have a soul in the sky, please help him.

Li Xizi said to Zhen Tianming, "I'm sorry, but Mr. Dong probably won't be able to go to the shareholders' meeting."

"It doesn't matter, Gu Anfeng's safety is the most important thing." Zhen Tianming looked down at his steering wheel and said firmly, "I shouldn't bother you about things like cleaning up the door."

The Porsche was still gliding on the highway at a minimum speed of 60 kilometers per hour. Zhen Tianming hung up the phone, sighed heavily, and slammed the steering wheel!

From the age when he was still obsessed with martial arts novels, Zhen Tianming firmly believed that the Zhen family was a failure in his life, a drag on his life, and a stumbling block in his journey.The setting of the Zhen family is destined to be only suitable for a vicious and sinister villain like Murong Fu or Yang Kang, but the ultimate dream of the young Zhen Tianming is to be Zhang Wuji, or Wei Xiaobao, in short, he needs many, many beauties.

Zhen Tianming looked left and right, and the family didn't look like it was about to fade away, so he was very worried, did he really want to be a handsome villain that no one liked?

As for Zhen Changyu, he obviously couldn't understand his grand ambitions. Zhen Tianming believed that he was very similar to the sweeping monk in "Tian Long Ba Bu".

Zhen Changyu noticed his strange gaze, smiled and touched his thick-headed younger brother: "What's going on in your little head?" The young hero Zhen Tianming had nothing to say to an old monk, so he snorted and walked with his head held high like a hero opened.

He had just woken up from the painful dream of being a child in the rivers and lakes when he met the person he loved the most in his life.

Zhen Tianming likes beauties the most, so he is very narcissistic.Rong Xiyuan's good looks was the only reason why he started to notice this little advertising director. Later, he took Rong Xiyuan to drink, and mixed the beer with cognac from the wine cellar. Crying under the moon, he thought with disgust, Rong Xiyuan was so ugly when he cried.Something diffused in my heart like moonlight.He secretly kissed this ugly monster with snot and tears all over his face, and promised himself that I would take care of him for the rest of his life.

So Zhen Tianming later chose to be an actor. After all, the entertainment industry is so chaotic, it's okay not to get married, and it's okay for an actor to accept the unspoken rules of the director.In college, he provided paid dissertation writing services to business school classmates in exchange for their C-grade coursework.He handed over his family's appalling report card and thought to himself, let the elder brother take that seat, I want freedom, I want the person I love, I don't want the Zhen family.

Later, the Zhen family refused to even give him freedom, so he only needed Rong Xiyuan.

He slammed on the brakes on the road, and the high-speed sports car stopped nimbly and lay across the middle of the road.In front is Rong Xiyuan, his favorite in this life, and at the other end is the Zhen family that he has wanted to escape all his life.

Zhen Tianming slammed the steering wheel, and the car turned around, heading towards the road it came from at a speed of 120 kilometers.

I'm really sorry, no one forced me this time, it's me who is sorry for you.Zhen Tianming shook his head, trying to shake the person he might never see again out of his head, when a drop of crystal water fell on his hand under the action of centrifugal force, he realized that he was crying.

It is a big taboo to go against the road on the highway, but Zhen Tianming can't control that much. Soon the roar of a car came from behind. I thought the traffic police were so efficient, so they immediately chased after them, but in the mirror, there was a strange car. Black SUV.

That car caught up with Zhen Tianming and slammed into his Porsche.Zhen Tianming increased the horsepower, and the engine roared forward.

Zhen Tianming's sorrow of losing his love was swept away for a while, and he began to reflect on what went wrong with the Zhen family's education, or whether Zhen Chenyou was the wrong child from another family in the first place.

Attacking Dong Li, or murdering Dong Li, as long as he is in power, the Zhen family is still able to find a scapegoat to suppress this matter.But if Zhen Chenyou wants to kill Zhen Tianming, this is completely different from a power struggle. Then, as a closely-knit and well-regulated family, the Zhen family will only use Zhen Chenyou as an incense sacrifice at the ancestral temple and give it to Zhen Tianming. Sacrifice.Zhen Chenyou's IQ is to play with his uncle Zhen Sima Zhongda, who has long passed away, to play under the Nine Springs, where is Dad? !

While he was dodging absently, several sports cars rushed towards him.

The black Corvette Z06 looks like Zhen Chenyou's handwriting. This kind of violent aesthetic muscle sports car is as tasteless as Zhen Chenyou himself, so he is especially loved by him.

Zhen Tianming thought seriously, has he been selling gentle and noble sons in the entertainment industry for so many years?Or did the image of the charming little sweetheart in front of Rong Xiyuan really add to his aura of harmlessness?

The second young master of the Zhen family crashed into a Ferrari just two days after he got his driver's license. He was a frequent visitor to underground car races before he met his beloved Congliang, and he destroyed it in his hands. There are more supercars than these drivers have driven together.He has only been married (not) for more than ten years, and his cousin has already forgotten his notoriety as a Terminator?

Zhen Tianming stepped up the accelerator, and the engine quickly reached the maximum torque point. The car roared like a newborn soldier, and with the momentum of thunder, it broke through the interception of the Corvette in the front and rushed out of the encirclement.A muscle car turned quickly and crashed into the rear of the Porsche. Zhen Tianming rushed forward without even giving him a look.

The trunk was knocked open by the Corvette, and when the sports car reached the limit speed, thousands of roses airlifted from the Netherlands were swept out by the strong wind, rushing into a red storm, like a hundred miles of roses. The dragon, the petals are flying on the highway, spinning, spreading, confusing the eyes of the pursuers.