Start a billion-dollar financial street

"Excuse me? How much is your embarrassment worth? Today is Lao Tzu getting married, you stupid hats ran out, what do you mean? Don't you know that intercepting a wedding car is a taboo? And also dressed the same as Lao Tzu, what's the matter, do you want to rob the marriage?

"I'm telling you, today's matter, a million, if you can't get a million, don't think about leaving!"

There was a hint of anger on the man's face.

Even if he was stopped, Wu Jing in front of him was also wearing the clothes of the groom official, and I didn't know that I thought he was robbed!

In this case, how could the man easily let Wu Jing go.

"A million!"

Wu Jing's face changed!

Although he can mix in a decoration company now, he has an income of hundreds of thousands a year, and one million is quite difficult for him now.

"What, I don't want to give it! I can tell you, I am the owner of Huamei Building Materials Market!

"But today I get married, you can not give me money, but I tell you, you boy I remembered, I can guarantee that you will not be able to stay in the magic capital next!"

The face of middle-aged people is extremely hideous, and generally doing the building materials industry itself requires a wide range of contacts.

In addition, a person from a poor family can rely on himself all the way to this point, and how can his means be comparable to ordinary people.

"Boss, it's not good, there is a wedding car coming in the back!"

At this time, a little brother hurriedly ran towards this side and faced the middle-aged man.

"Another wedding car coming in? What's the situation? I'm still on the wedding car today? The

middle-aged man's face changed.

He turned around and found that there was a long convoy behind his wedding car, and when he saw the luxury car at the head, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed.

Pagani Wind God!

Sky!

That local tyrant even happened to come here to pick up the bride.

All of a sudden, middle-aged people were frightened.

"What are you still stunned for, hurry up and get out of the way!" That's Pagani Windgod! "

The middle-aged man's forehead is full of sweat, to be honest, compared with his own family, compared with that one, it is simply a world of difference.

"Qin Mu!"

Wu Jing's eyes immediately recognized the Pagani Wind God.

That was Qin Mu's car, he came.

The middle-aged man's convoy hurriedly gave way, fortunately, this road is relatively spacious, and there are not too many vehicles in this time period.

So at this time, Qin Mu's group slowly drove towards this side.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were blinded.

Pagani Aeoli begins!

Serial Rolls-Royce followed.

Oh, my God!

What kind of Shenhao marriage is this to have such a battle.

"Pagani Fengshin, this car is worth 100 million, and there are more than ten Rolls-Royces in rows, that Rolls-Royce should be worth more than 10 million!"

"What are you talking about? These Rolls-Royce should be specially customized with the Rolls-Royce headquarters, you don't see the tires of the car, there are corresponding numbers! Even the license plate is a serial number!

"I estimate that this license plate is worth millions!"

"What a ho! What kind of person is this marriage to be able to have such a battle! "

...,"

many people were talking about it, and it was clear that they were all shocked by this kind of convoy.

Wu Jing and his dead friends were also taken aback, and Wu Jing's eyes were a little moist.

This brother of his own, really did not let himself down.

"Wu Jing, it's not late!"

At this time, Qin Mu's Pagani Wind God stopped not far away, Qin Mu leaned out his head with some smile on his face, looked at Wu Jing and asked.

Moment!

The brothers and diehards behind Wu Jing instantly petrified!

Nima!

What the heck?

This car was found by the Wu Jing brothers.

Oh, my God!

What kind of immortal brother is this Wu Jing, and it is too proud to find this kind of convoy!

Just the serial Rolls-Royce cannot be obtained by ordinary people.

"Qin Mu!"

Wu Jing's eyes turned red at this time.

"Let's go! Get in the car, today is your big day, let's pick up the bride together!

Qin Mu smiled at him.

At this moment, the friends behind Wu Jing can be sure that these are indeed obtained by Wu Jing's Shenhao friends.

Sour!

Why don't they have such rich friends.

The middle-aged man who was still shining before felt that his heart was half a beat slower this time.

How!

How is this guy again!

And!

The Rolls-Royce of the company, plus the Pagani Fengshen made him more affected than when he saw Qin Mu drive two cars with more than 100 million dollars before.

To know!

In the magic capital, people who only need to have identity and status, or have a wide range of information, basically know that the number of Rolls-Royce, that is the standard of financial street.

Only the financial street owner can be transferred.

For a moment, in the minds of middle-aged people, he remembered a legend that had recently appeared in the magic capital.

The owner of Financial Street changed some time ago.

It's a young man in his twenties, and this young man has always been relatively low-key.

But as soon as it is shot, it is a big deal.

The previous Sun family was brought down by Qin Mu's hand.

At this time, middle-aged people feel that their blood pressure is rising.

Nima!

This guy is likely to be the owner of Financial Street!

Even a behemoth like the Sun family can easily die, and just like him, he can't be made to cry every minute.

For a while, a sense of vertigo continued to emerge in the middle-aged man's mind.

His figure trembled, and he actually fainted directly.

"Mr. Zhou!"

"Mr. Zhou!"

"Boss!"

"What's wrong with you?"

The people standing next to the middle-aged people saw that the middle-aged man suddenly fainted, their faces changed, and they hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to help the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, and it was a stroke caused by the rise in blood pressure.

"It's not good, Mr. Zhou had a stroke, hurry up and send to the hospital!"

"What's the situation? Is it too exciting to see this kind of convoy? Can't stand it?

"Everyone send Mr. Zhou to the hospital!"

"It's over, the stroke is so serious, it is estimated that it will not be cured after being sent to the hospital for a while and a half!"

"..."Many

people talked about it, the original wedding had this kind of thing, which no one expected.

Wu Jing and the others were slightly stunned.

None of them expected this to happen.

"This guy, why did he have a stroke?"

Wu Jing was puzzled in his heart, but he was also secretly relieved, this kind of person should have no time to care about himself after a stroke.

One million should not have to be lost!

How did he know that now President Zhou couldn't wait to give him a million, only begging him not to tell Qin Mu about this.

Otherwise, he would be completely finished.