Chapter 233 Capital 13 Less

Kyoto International Airport!

"Alas, private jets are fast!" Zhang Ziling got off the plane and yawned, "Life of a rich man!"

"It's like you don't have money!" Wei Yiyun walked up from behind Zhang Ziling and said, "Take out the Zhuyan Dan in your pocket, and a lot of people are begging to give you money."

"Eh? You made the rumored Zhuyan Dan?" Lan Mu heard Wei Yiyun's words just after getting off the plane, looked at Zhang Ziling and covered his mouth and asked, "My master said that Zhuyan Dan can be refined. That person is the only alchemy genius in the world, shouldn't it be you!"

Zhang Ziling smiled at Lan Mu, "It's very likely that what your master said was me."

"It's really you!" Lan Mu's eyes widened, as if he had discovered the New World, and circled around Zhang Ziling, "Is it no different from other people?"

"Alright, alright!" Wei Yiyun felt unhappy when he saw Lan Mu swaying around Zhang Ziling, and stepped forward to stand between Zhang Ziling and Lan Mu, "Pick up our car, let's go to the city. "

Zhang Ziling looked at Wei Yiyun with a half-smile but not a smile, which made Wei Yiyun blushed.

"You, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, let's go." Zhang Ziling walked between Wei Yiyun and Lan Mu, put his arms on their shoulders, and walked forward.

Lan Mu and Wei Yiyun were shocked when they saw Zhang Ziling put his hand on their shoulders. Just as they were about to break free, the two women looked at each other again.

"Humph!"

The two snorted lightly at the same time, and did not struggle any more, letting Zhang Ziling hold them.

The actions of the two women made the middle-aged driver who drove by the side stunned!

Winner in life!

The middle-aged driver quietly gave Zhang Ziling a thumbs up, and was able to hold another stunning beauty while hugging his own willful Miss Wei.

The key is that neither of the two girls resisted, which was terrifying!

Is this the legendary lover?

The middle-aged driver looked at Zhang Ziling with admiration in his eyes.

After Zhang Ziling put Lan Mu and Wei Yiyun in the car,

He sat in the driver's seat and shook his palm in front of the middle-aged driver before letting him react.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong with you?" Wei Yiyun asked, looking at the middle-aged driver in the driver's seat.

"It's nothing, just a little emotional!" Fu Bo turned around and smiled at Wei Yiyun and Lan Mu, and then asked, "Miss, the old man misses you."

"Understood!" Wei Yiyun waved his hand, "Didn't I come back? Fubo, let's drive."

"Okay!" Hearing Wei Yiyun's words, Fu Bo smiled and drove out of the airport.

"You are Zhang Ziling, right?" On the highway, Uncle Fu said to Zhang Ziling while driving: "The old man often mentions you, and now basically every young man in the Dragon Department wants to see you."

"Why?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows and asked, not expecting that he would be missed by so many people.

"It's not because of..."

"Uncle Fu!" Wei Yiyun, who was sitting in the back, called out quickly, preventing Uncle Fu from continuing to speak.

"Okay! Don't talk, don't talk!" Fu Bo laughed a few times, and did not continue the topic just now.

Zhang Ziling saw Wei Yiyun's flushed face through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but smile.

Of course, Zhang Ziling knew what Wei Yiyun was thinking.

At this time, next to the Hummer that Zhang Ziling was riding, a red Ferrari flashed past, at least 200 yards per hour!

"These scoundrels know that they are racing on this highway all day long, and they don't know how to restrain themselves after a few car accidents!" Fubo couldn't help scolding when he saw the Ferrari gradually drifting away.

At this time, five more sports cars flashed past, and another one almost hit the Hummer that Zhang Ziling was riding in.

"They drove so fast!" Lan Mu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the sports car in front of him.

"Who are they?" Zhang Ziling asked with a frown when he saw from the rearview mirror that there were still seven sports cars.

"They call themselves the Thirteen Young Masters of the capital. These guys are either the children of high-ranking officials in the capital, or the young masters of the wealthy family. Few people dare to provoke them in the capital." Uncle Fu explained to Zhang Ziling while driving the vehicle carefully.

"Few people dare to provoke me! I don't even dare to say a word if this girl goes out on a run?" At this time, Wei Yiyun spoke up, "I hate these scoundrels the most!"

Zhang Ziling couldn't help chuckling when he saw Wei Yiyun's bulging appearance from the rearview mirror.

"In this world, there are dudes everywhere, so why bother with them? With a strong background and arrogance and domineering, after the backstage collapses, they will be worse than anyone else."

"Zi Ling is right," Uncle Fu nodded aside, "The children of a really powerful family will never be dandies, because they know exactly what they can rely on to make the family continue to be strong. , living harder than ordinary people."

"Like these dudes, usually within three generations, the family will decline." While Fu Bo was talking, the seven convertible sports cars behind them also surpassed them. Zhang Ziling also saw someone stand up from the seat and shout at him. whistle.

"They're all young people!" Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled.

"How old are you when you say that?" Wei Yiyun teased quickly from the side.

"Be careful!" Lan Mu grabbed Wei Yiyun suddenly.

At this time, Fu Bo slammed on the brakes and stopped on the highway, causing Wei Yiyun to lean forward.

"Thank you!" Wei Yiyun glanced at Lan Mu gratefully, then frowned and looked forward, asking, "What's wrong with Uncle Fu?"

"Those bastards have an accident again." Fu Bo gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know which poor people ran into them this time."

"It looks like a big car accident!" Zhang Ziling looked at the sports cars in front of them that had already crashed off the road, and there were a lot of sports cars parked around.

In the middle of those sports cars, there is a large truck, the cargo box has been smashed.

"It looks like it will be blocked for a long time!" Fu Bo frowned.

Zhang Ziling looked at the scene outside, and then said softly, "I'll go down and have a look, you wait a while."

As soon as Zhang Ziling got out of the car, a few of those sports cars walked off, rushed to the driver's seat of the truck and pulled the driver out.

The driver's head was bleeding, but it didn't look like he was seriously injured, but the dudes in the cars that hit the tree were still unconscious in the car.

"Don't you have fucking eyes? Didn't you see us racing? You drove such a big truck on the highway and hit my brother, you know?" A dude grabbed the truck driver's collar and slapped him Fan the past.

"You guys, get those guys out of the car and take them to the hospital." A white-haired dude lit a cigarette and said to the dudes behind him.

"Li Shao, take it lightly, don't beat people to death."

"I'm measured." The dude who grabbed the truck driver's collar said something, then pushed the driver to the ground and kicked him hard.

"I-I don't dare anymore! Let me go!" The truck driver didn't dare to resist. Although he didn't know any of the Thirteenth Young Masters in Beijing, he knew that he was down today when he looked at the luxury cars around him. Blood mold!

"You still dare to talk! Did I tell you to talk? Those sports cars were hit by your rubbish, can you afford it?" Then Li Shao kicked the truck driver's stomach again, making the driver only dare to dare He groaned in pain, but dared not speak.

"I said, you guys, blocked the way of my car."