After the identity of the women's clothing boss was exposed by his sister

Go up to the Lycan supercar, because there are only 2 positions.

Mo Yichen adjusted the co-pilot position to the end.

Then let my mother hold Mo Xiaomeng, anyway, Mo Xiaomeng is very light.

The three of them set off like this.

"Yichen, is this the car you bought with your own money? It's too small, Mr. Wang next door. I bought a pickup truck a while ago. It's quite spacious."

"His pickup seems to have cost 5 to 6 yuan. You shouldn't use such a small car, right?"

In Yang Hui's understanding, the bigger the car, the more expensive it should be, and the smaller it should be, the cheaper it is.

Yang Hui's words made both Mo Yichen and Mo Xiaomeng look black.

They even compared a 5 to 6 pickup with a 1.5 million Lycan supercar.

I'm afraid only my mother dared to do this.

"Mom, buy a big car in the future, this car is so-so."

After Mo Yichen said this, he suddenly remembered that the system had assigned her a task before.

She completely forgot.

The task given by the system is to buy a heavy locomotive.

She decided to buy one after returning to Ancheng.

"Yichen, that person said just now that he wanted 10 yuan, we might"

"Mom, don't worry, brother will take care of this matter, let's rest assured, come and eat some melon seeds."

As Mo Xiaomeng said that, she even took out a handful of melon seeds from her trouser pocket.

This is obviously just taken at home.

"Smelly girl, brother be careful to beat you up, you dare to eat melon seeds in my car!"

Mo Yichen scolded with a smile.

Yang Hui watched the two brothers and sisters arguing, and thought of Mo Yichen's formidable fighting power just now.

So I was a little relieved.

The town is not far from their home, only about 3 or 4 kilometers away.

It took Mo Yichen and the others more than 10 minutes to arrive.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market on East Street, I saw a bunch of people gathered there.

Mo Yichen's car couldn't be bought at all.

But, the loudest thing about a sports car is not the horn, but the sound of the accelerator.

So Mo Yichen didn't honk the horn, but switched to neutral, track mode.

Then he stepped on the gas pedal.

Boom! ! ! !

Stimulated by gasoline, the Lycan V16 engine roared instantly.

The effect was very good, when the crowd in front of Mo Yichen heard the sound.

Immediately dispersed.

Mo Yichen slowly drove the car in front of a BMW.

Getting out of the car, Mo Yichen saw his father sitting on the ground.

The tricycle also fell over, and the vegetables on it fell to the ground.

The headlight on the front right of the BMW was obviously smashed.

There is also an obvious impact mark on the bumper.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it should be that BMW rear-ended Mo Sanjun's tricycle.

However, it is not ruled out that Mo Sanjun was hit by a BMW when he changed lanes.

But no matter what, Mo Yichen went to help his father up first.

He saw that Mo Sanjun's entire left arm was scratched and bleeding.

Mo Yichen's eyes instantly turned cold.

Traffic accidents don't matter what is right and what is wrong.

If someone is injured, they should be sent to the hospital first, and the rest will be dealt with.

Now the other party not only did not send the person to the hospital, but even called to ask for money.

This operation made Mo Yichen want to beat him up right now.

"Yo ho, this old man's daughter is so beautiful? How about 2 Si Liu?"

The owner of the BMW is a young man who looks about 26 or 27 years old.

Just now he bumped into Mo Sanjun's three rounds, and he was just planning to make him lose money.

As a result, the old man had two daughters, which made him unable to take his eyes off for a moment.

How wonderful it would be if we could do radio gymnastics together tonight!
So he was going to adopt the method of hitting with a stick first, and then giving a date.

"Ahem. Are you ready for the money? The maintenance fee for my BMW is at least 10 yuan. Hurry up!"

Before Mo Yichen could speak, Mo Xiaomeng said angrily:

"Why are you like this? It's obvious that you hit someone, so it's fine if you don't send it to the hospital, and you're still yelling about losing money!?"

Hearing what Mo Xiaomeng said, the young man smiled and said:

"Hey, little sister, don't say that. There are so many people in the market. It was obvious that your father was running around on a broken three-wheeled wheel just now, so I bumped into it."

Mo Xiaomeng said something else, but Mo Yichen stopped her.

"Xiaomeng, mom and dad will take dad to the clinic first, I'll take care of this."

"Did you get your driver's license before? Drive me there."

Hearing her brother's instructions, Mo Xiaomeng hurriedly helped her father to the clinic to treat the wound.

The young man is not afraid of them running away.

Anyway, he saw the license plate number, and the little goddess is still here.

"Hehe, little sister, you did a pretty good job with that broken car, it turned out to be like a sports car."

"You shouldn't be short of 10 like this, so lose money quickly."

"However, if you don't have money, it's easy to do. Come over with your sister tonight, and I'll take you to play."

"At that time, not only will you not have to lose money, but I will also give you pocket money, how about it?"

The man said.

His face now looks like the brain of an X bug.

Because Mo Yichen was wearing this black dress now, and his upper body was very tight.

Outline her perfect figure from the upper body.

With long pink hair, she looks cuter and wilder.

I'm looking at the white silk on this leg.

The young man felt like his blood pressure was approaching 200.

"Losing money? Are you thinking of eating peaches? My old lady asked you, what happened just now?"

Mo Yichen didn't care about his gloomy face, but asked coldly.

"What's going on? I've already said just now, let me tell you, 10 yuan is not enough."

"I took the car to a 4S store, at least 20 yuan. Seeing that you are poor, I don't bother to argue with you so much."

The young man just finished speaking.

Mo Yichen smiled disdainfully and said:
"A broken 3 series and a sports kit make you feel like you're going to heaven?"

"Have 50 dead on your broken car roof, open your mouth and tell me I want 20?"

"You really want to eat peaches."

Speaking of this, Mo Yichen didn't care about him.

Instead, he took out the phone and put it to his ear, pretending to make a call.

"Xiaomi, there is surveillance at the gate of the market, can you see what happened?"

Xiaomi: "My lord, the BMW rear-ended your father's three-wheeler. According to Xia Guo's traffic law, he is fully responsible. The report is over."

"Okay, I see."

Mo Yichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked:

"Do you want to lose money? Yes, how much is your car?"

The young man froze for a moment, he didn't expect the goddess in front of him to want to lose money.

Do they really have that much money?
Impossible, I didn't recognize the brand name of the broken car just now.

It must be some kind of second-hand Xiali modified, and then sprayed with paint, it feels very low at first glance.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Yichen walked in front of his BMW.

Kicked at the rearview mirror on his right.

The rearview mirror was kicked off directly, and even the wires connected to it were broken by Mo Yichen's violent kick.

"Tell me, how much is this rearview mirror worth?"

Mo Yichen said violently.