Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"Hey..."

It was another big and swift drift. I saw the entire God of Night, under the shining of neon lights on both sides of the road, as if there were streams of light passing by on the body.

"This group of chaebols, dudes, are chasing very tightly."

After Lin Qian turned the front of the car, the speed of the car slowly slowed down.

He was waiting for the arrival of Li Zhihao and others, and then played another exciting game with them.

"Eh?"

"Speaking of the South Korean traffic police who just besieged us, we can't see any of them now, and there are even fewer cars on the streets."

Lin Qian drove idling. He looked at the obviously scarce traffic around him. He tilted his head and muttered to himself in a puzzled manner.

"Owner."

"Five minutes ago, the police officer of the Seoul Traffic Police Department issued an order for traffic control. At this moment, the entire Myeongdong is only allowed to exit, not to enter."

As soon as Lin Qian's voice fell, Gaia's voice immediately rang in the car stereo.

"What's the meaning?"

"Is this to empty the social vehicles, and then focus the firepower to arrest us?"

Lin Qian raised his brows slightly and asked curiously.

"It's not."

"It's the police officer of the Seoul Traffic Police Station. After obtaining the license plate information of your seven vehicles, he was worried that you might have trouble chasing after you on a street with a lot of traffic. Therefore, he deliberately issued a traffic control order to evacuate the traffic as much as possible. Reduce your risk of accidents."

In China, Lin Qian's use of Gaia may be somewhat restrained. After all, the light of the domestic river crab god is shrouded in all directions, Lin Qian dare not let Gaia peep at it, but when he arrives in Korea, Lin Qian really has no scruples at all, and it is directly granted. With Gaia’s highest authority, regardless of whether it is a consortium secret or a politician secret, just one sentence:

Bring it to you!

Because of this, Gaia will answer Lin Qian's reasons as soon as Lin Qian has doubts.

After Lin Qian listened to Gaia's answer, he couldn't help falling into a deep speechlessness.

Making troubles, ignoring laws and regulations, arresting and assaulting police, drunk driving...

Such an act is no longer within the scope of illegal acts, no matter which country it is in, it is enough to be regarded as a crime.

However……

The South Korean police did not mobilize elite police to arrest them. Instead, they evacuated the traffic and provided them with Myeongdong, the most prosperous neighborhood in South Korea, for drag racing.

By doing this, Lin Qian truly realized the true status of the chaebol in South Korea.

When Lin Qian was watching some TV dramas about chaebols in South Korea, he would still have doubts about the interpretation of some chaebols in the TV series. However, after experiencing what happened just now, Lin Qian was only deeply moved.

"Sure enough..."

"Reality is always more magical than drama."

Lin Qian sighed for a long time, then did not say anything more, but silently waited for the arrival of Li Zhihao and others, and at the top supercar speed of Li Zhihao and others, Lin Qian did not wait for long, but it took two or three minutes. The roar of the engine came from afar.

Li Zhihao arrived first in his Lamborghini poison, and soon Cui Zhehan and others also appeared behind Li Zhihao in their top supercar.

At the wide crossroads, Lin Qian, who was driving the God of Night, was alone.

The six top supercars of Li Zhihao and others formed a triangular formation, and they yearned for Lin Qian from a distance.

In the middle of the night, this should be the busiest time in Myeongdong, but at this moment, let alone vehicles on the whole street, it is difficult to see even a pedestrian. It is not that there are no people, but everyone is hiding on both sides of the road. In the shop, lying in front of the window and watching the situation outside.

"What is it for? Is it to hedge?"

"It looks like this means it!"

"Are there mental problems with these chaebol children? Is it bad to live?"

"It's really exciting. These cars are worth fifty or sixty billion won. They actually plan to play as bumper cars?"

...

There was a lot of discussion, and many people took out their phones, intending to record such a thrilling moment.

At this time, in the command center of the Seoul Traffic Police Station, Park Jae-jung stood in front of the big screen. He looked at the two camps facing each other on the big screen. He held a paper handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Park Jingzheng, Hao Multimedia called us here to ask what happened on Myeongdong Central Street. There are still many reporters who want to go through the traffic control and go to the close-up shooting scene. How should we respond? "

Just when Park Zaizhong's eyes were locked on the big screen and secretly praying for these people not to have trouble, his secretary hurriedly came from outside, and when he came to his side, he quickly and whispered to Park Zaizhong. .

"Do you need to ask me?"

"Just tell them that a Hollywood crew is filming in Myeongdong Central Street!"

"As for the reporters who applied to enter the scene, they all refused. They just used commercial secrets as the excuse. Then you will remove some police force and add a few lines of defense to me. Make sure not to let those reporters enter the scene. If you let them discover that there is nothing inside Filming, but the chaebol children are racing, we have to finish it all!"

Park Jae-chung's emotions were a bit out of control, and his words were full of gunpowder. Obviously, this incident tonight made him a little embarrassed.

"well……"

Park Jae-jung’s secretary immediately said yes again and again, and then immediately proceeded to implement Park Jae-jung’s instructions.

...

The intersection of Myeongdong Jung Street.

Lin Qian looked at the six top supercars on the opposite side of the road. They were not far away from each other, and even Lin Qian could see the gloomy expression on Li Zhihao's face sitting in the Lamborghini poison.

Obviously, after chasing for so long and not catching up with Lin Qian, Li Zhihao's psychology was full of irritable emotions.

"Ah……"

Looking at Li Zhihao’s expression, Lin Qian grinned at the corner of his mouth. Then in Li Zhihao’s vulture-like sullen eyes, he raised his right hand and compared it between his neck, and finally pointed his right hand away. Li Zhihao raised a big middle finger.

The provocative meaning is obvious.

And just the next second after Lin Qian finished these two actions, he pressed his left foot on the brake, and his right foot slammed on the accelerator. The god of the dark night in racing mode, in this lonely and quiet night, suddenly There was a very loud sound.

And this sound is like a horn of a decisive battle.

Faced with Lin Qian’s declaration of war, as Li Zhihao, who had lived like a prince in this country since childhood, naturally did not recognize the counsel, and immediately, just like Lin Qian, he stepped on the Lamborghini poison in a very loud voice. As an answer to the challenge...

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