Chapter 144 Black Card

Ten minutes later, Chen Xin'an rode away on a motorcycle with a new license plate.

Ah Hu sat in the co-pilot seat and said to Xiao Sun in a hoarse voice: "Let's go, follow me!"

Xiao Sun looked at him, got scared, and screamed: "Brother Hu, what's wrong with you?"

Ah Hu stared at him with a pair of panda eyes and scolded him: "Why are you making a fuss! Haven't you seen me fight with others?"

Xiao Sun looked at him with some palpitations and said: "I have seen it, but it's the first time I've seen someone being beaten so hard..."

At this time, Ah Hu not only had a pair of panda eyes, but also a red garlic nose and a zombie mouth. His whole face looked like a car accident scene, which looked miserable!

Xiao Sun certainly knew about Ah Hu's skills. He had seen Ah Hu deal with three gangsters who wanted to get close to Leader Xu in one minute!

Those three people were well-trained and had sharp weapons on their bodies!

At that time, Ah Hu's clothes were only cut, and he was not hurt at all!

But now, Ah Hu was beaten like this, it is obvious that the guy riding the motorcycle is quite strong!

Xiao Sun said in shock: "That guy is really amazing, he was so badly injured, but he can still ride a motorcycle!"

In his opinion, Ah Hu was beaten like this, the guy must have been injured more seriously, and his face might be unrecognizable!

Ah Hu seemed to blush, but it was not obvious from his appearance.

He seemed to want to say something with his chest puffed out, but he finally deflated it and cursed angrily: "He was injured in the slightest! I couldn't touch him..."

"Ah?" Xiao Sun looked at Ah Hu in disbelief, and said with a forced smile: "Brother Hu, are you kidding me?"

Ah Hu pretended to be free and easy and shook his hair, which immediately pulled the wound. He held his head and cried out, gritting his teeth and cursing:

"If you lose, you lose. There's nothing to be embarrassed about!

That kid is a bit weird. He knows ancient martial arts and is very good at it!

He can beat me with one hand, and I can't see his moves so fast. I got beaten for nothing!"

Xiao Sun was dumbfounded and stared at him blankly.

Ah Hu laughed at himself, covered his face and said:

"It's not a waste of my beating! At least I know that there are always people better than me!

That kid is indeed arrogant, but he has the right to be arrogant!

He is good at martial arts and medicine. Who else can be arrogant?

Besides, I am also a debtor. I just did what I was told to do. Why did I have to find trouble for myself!

I just stood at the door of someone's house without saying anything. Who knows what I am doing?

Alas! It's a lesson learned. This beating is worth it!

By the way, don't tell Mr. Xu when you go back. I will explain it myself!"

Xiao Sun nodded hurriedly and started the car.

Ah Hu looked at the motorcycle that had gone far away, curled his lips and said:

"You say such a great man, but he rides a broken car, which is not worthy of his status!

It's a waste of that brand!

Isn't his wife the president of a big company? Doesn't she know to buy him a good car?

So Xiao Sun, listen to me, don't marry into the family in the future!

This guy is a son-in-law, with all his skills, but he can only live in frustration, how cowardly!"

"Ahem!" Xiao Sun thought about it and decided to tell Ah Hu the truth, because he was afraid that Brother Hu would suffer again because of this in the future, and it would be his fault!

"Brother Hu, that... I discovered something when I put up the license plate for him just now.

His car was deliberately modified!"

Ah Hu was stunned for a moment, looked at him and asked: "What does that mean?"

Xiao Sun swallowed his saliva and said to him:

"It means that the base of his car is actually an international famous race, the Red Falcon.

The value is between 1.6 million and 1.8 million!

It's really not a broken car!

Maybe he deliberately kept a low profile, so he changed it into this appearance..."

A car worth more than one million yuan was changed into a broken motorcycle used for going to the market in the countryside. Do you think this is something a human would do?

Is this considered a low-key show-off, or a Versailles-style show-off?

The key is who would do this!

Ah Hu felt that the injury on his head was not a big deal, but his face was burning!

Just now he laughed at him for being a son-in-law, living a cowardly life, and riding a broken car.

When he turned around, he was slapped in the face. His motorcycle was worth more than one million yuan!

This slap in the face was too hard!

Ah Hu no longer wanted to talk, and began to doubt his life.

Xiao Sun looked at him with sympathy, looking at this brother whom he once admired very much and even regarded as an idol.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind: Should I change my idol? For example, the one just now?

Outside the gate of Apartment No. 1, the security uncle in the duty room stopped a Rolls-Royce and said lightly: "Get out of the car and register!"

The rear window of the Rolls-Royce opened, revealing a fat face, and said to the security uncle:

"Uncle Wei, it's me! I've been here three times this week, and I know you. Don't you know me?"

The security uncle said expressionlessly: "You have to register even if you know someone. This is the rule!"

Fat Face seemed too lazy to get out of the car and wanted to beg for mercy, but an Audi behind him honked.

Fat Face got angry and stuck his head out to curse at the Audi: "Why are you rushing me! If you have the guts, you can hit me! Leader Hou is my uncle! I'm here to find him!"

When the people in the car behind heard this, they immediately retracted their necks. The other person's car was more advanced than theirs, and the person they were looking for was more senior than their relatives, so they had better wait honestly.

Fat Face actually said this to the security uncle, but he was not moved at all and was still waiting there expressionlessly.

This made Fat Face a little angry, and he cursed at the security guard:

"Old Wei, you are still shameless?

You are just a security guard at the gate, why are you so arrogant!

I won't register, what can you do to me!"

The security guard was not angry either, and said to him expressionlessly:

"I can't do anything to you, but the one behind can kill you, if you don't believe me, just try it!"

Fat Face glanced at the uniformed guard holding a gun on the right sentry post, shrank his neck, and got off the car honestly.

Just then, a motorcycle drove over from behind and stopped behind the Mercedes-Benz.

Fat Face looked at it with disdain and cursed angrily: "You came to Apartment No. 1 on a broken motorcycle. Do you think this is a vegetable market? Wait there!"

Seemingly seeing that the registration in front was very slow, the motorcycle took two steps back and drove directly into the pedestrian passage next to it!

"Hey!" Fat Face threw away his pen, pointed at the motorcycle and shouted to the security uncle: "He passed by! Did you see it?"

The security uncle said lazily: "I saw it, I'm not blind!"

Fat Face was anxious and shouted at him: "Then why don't you stop him? Don't you let this guy shoot him?"

The security uncle seemed too lazy to pay attention to him, pointed to the registration book, and signaled him to hurry up.

Fat Face said angrily: "Damn, you, a broken security guard, are still looking down on others! Do you really think that the prime minister's doorman is a seventh-rank official?

Is that kid your relative? He can go in without registering, so we have to register here obediently, right?"

The people in the Audi also said with the same hatred: "That's right! This is the gate of Apartment No. 1, how dare you be partial? You embarrass the big boss inside!

Do you believe that I can make a phone call and let you, a little security guard, pack up and get out!"

When Fat Face saw that he had an ally, he immediately gave him an appreciative look, and then squinted at him The security uncle said:

"Tell me, why do you let us register but let that broken motorcycle in? Do you know what brand my bike is?"

The security uncle snorted and said: "Even if you fly here, you have to register!"

The fat face said angrily: "Then why didn't that guy register just now?"

The security uncle looked at him with a mocking face and said: "Didn't you see that the license plate on his bike is black? Don't you understand what this means?

Even if he rides a bicycle, as long as it is a black license plate, he can swagger in! You don't accept it? Then you also put on one!"