The Local Lazy Man System

five minutes passed...

ten minutes passed...

Twenty minutes passed...

Those drivers who were still queuing up and waiting for the people in this private club to come out and move their cars suddenly became angry!

"Why hasn't the owner shown up yet?"

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that you will come out and move the car soon? Is this called very fast?"

"Damn it, I was tricked!"

"I said, why did the traffic policeman run away? It turned out that he didn't solve the problem at all, and he ran away when he was afraid."

"What should I do now? I'm in a hurry!"

"Let's go, let the cars behind go back, everyone slowly exit this alley!"

"That's the only way to go, it's really bad luck!"

"Let's talk to each other, the last car should get out first, this road will not pass today!"

Although full of anger, these drivers could only swallow their anger and retreated.

There was no way, even the traffic police didn't dare to investigate, and even ran away in despair, what could ordinary people like me do.

If these illegally parked cars cost hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands, there will still be many people here who will go up and smash these cars.

But these tens of millions of supercars, no one dares to move!

Not to mention that you can't afford to pay for the damage, these people who can afford to drive tens of millions of supercars are not something ordinary people like themselves can afford to offend.

I can't afford it, I can only admit that I am unlucky.

The vehicles stuck behind also began to slowly exit the alley.

At this moment, Ye Rongrong moved, and walked towards those super sports cars under the gaze of many people.

"What is Xiaoye going to do?"

Aunt Zhang asked in astonishment.

"I don't know, maybe I should remember the license plates of these cars!"

Sister Jiang said.

"Yes, you should memorize the license plates of these cars, let Xiaoye's old father-in-law, who is a high-ranking official, send someone to check carefully, who are the people who drive these cars, who are so arrogant and lawless!"

Aunt Zhang nodded and said.

For these people who parked indiscriminately and caused the hutongs to be restless, Aunt Zhang wanted to send them to prison.

"I don't know the level of Xiaoye's old father-in-law who is a high-ranking official. If the level is low, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress these people."

Sister Jiang said with some worry.

"It shouldn't be too small. I heard that the one who can get the special Dahongpao must be at least a department-level cadre!"

Uncle Zhao said.

"That's good, the biggest official in our district is the department level!"

Aunt Zhang said.

While Aunt Zhang and the others were talking, Ye Rongrong came to the front of a supercar and kicked on the hood of the Bugatti Veyron supercar!

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, the Bugatti Veyron supercar siren suddenly sounded!

"Dididi..."

"Dididi..."

The ear-piercing siren frightened everyone silly!

"I'm not mistaken, this person actually kicked this Bugatti Veyron supercar!"

"This... this is too unexpected!"

"Is this person crazy!"

"No way, this is a Bugatti Veyron supercar worth 50 million, dare to kick it!"

"This is too impulsive!"

"It's over, this person is going to be over! Now he's going to lose his fortune!"

Everyone felt unbelievable, it was too late for everyone to hide from the super sports car, but someone foolishly kicked the super sports car.

Although everyone is angry that these supercars are parked indiscriminately and blocking the road, they dare not touch these supercars.

It's because no one can afford to pay for even a piece of paint on this super sports car!

But before everyone could react with their eyes wide open, Ye Rongrong moved to the side again, and kicked the front hood of the Ferrari ENZO parked next to the Bugatti Veyron supercar!

The side door of the Porsche Carrera GT immediately behind was kicked by Ye Rongrong.

"Dididi..."

"Dididi..."

"Dididi..."

With a shrill siren,

Ye Rongrong kicked all the supercars blocking the alley.

"This……"

"This person is really crazy... crazy..."

"This is fatal..."

Seeing the deep footprints of those super sports cars, the alarms of the cars sounded one after another, ticking and ticking, and the tail lights kept flashing.

This scene makes everyone feel like they are watching a madman.

These super sports cars are worth more than 100 million yuan, and this man dares to kick like this.

This is not what a lunatic is!

Although everyone felt a little relieved, they also broke into a cold sweat for Ye Rongrong!

"Xiaoye, you... you're crazy!"

Sister Jiang came back to her senses and hurriedly yelled at Ye Rongrong.

Now that I came back to my senses, everyone hurriedly stayed away from these super sports cars, for fear of being misunderstood that the sports car was kicked, and it had something to do with them.

"It's okay, I'll wait for these car owners to come over, and I don't believe they won't come out like this!"

The old God Ye Rongrong said on the ground.

"This man dares to wait for the car owner to come over. Is he out of his mind?"

"My brain is full of water. Seeing him kick these luxury cars like this, I feel very relieved, and I feel much more at ease."

"But when the owner of the car comes over, he will be in trouble!"

"Didn't you just say that his brain is flooded? Isn't a person with a flooded mind a mentally disturbed person? A mentally disturbed person has no control over what he does, so he has no responsibility."

"did you mean?"

"Just understand it in your heart!"

...

A middle-aged man walked up to Ye Rongyao, gave Ye Rongyong a thumbs-up and said, "Brother, you are doing well! You gave us a bad breath!"

"Okay!"

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

The reason why Ye Rongrong wants to kick these super sports cars is that these sports cars woke him up just now, and Ye Rongrong was a little annoyed, because these super sports cars often blocked the road in this alley, and the people in the alley followed It's fine if they don't listen to the theory, but they even injured people.

This is at the foot of the emperor in the capital, it is lawless for someone to be so arrogant and domineering.

Ye Rongrong felt that he was still receiving wages from the country anyway, and he wanted to eliminate these scourges for the country no matter what.

Aren't you rich? Aren't you arrogant and blocking the road?

If you dare to block this road with a super sports car, I will smash your car.

Thinking of smashing it, Ye Rongrong couldn't help looking around to see if there was anyone who could do it easily.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man asked Ye Rongrong suspiciously.

"Look for wooden sticks, iron bars and the like!"

Ye Rongrong said.

"Why are you looking for sticks and iron bars?"

The middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

"Smash these cars, smash them with a stick."

Ye Rongrong said.

"Brother, please don't, we've already vented our breath, forget it, if you hit it again, the loss outweighs the gain."

The middle-aged man hastily persuaded.

"Ok!"

Ye Rongrong thought about it, and put out the idea of ​​smashing these super sports cars.

After all, there is nothing wrong with these cars, it is the people who parked these cars here.

Those people are the ones I really want to teach.

"Brother, when these car owners come out, you'd better pretend that there is something wrong here."

The middle-aged man pointed to his head and said to Ye Rongrong.

"Why? Why should I pretend that I'm mentally ill?"

Ye Rongrong said unhappily.

I am a very healthy person, why should I pretend to have a brain problem!

"Do you know how much the cars you broke are worth? It's hundreds of millions. I estimate that the maintenance costs alone will be tens of millions. I can't afford it. You just have to pretend that there is something wrong with it, and even if you file a lawsuit, it will be worthless." fine."

"Let me tell you, I am a psychiatric appraiser. When you come to our hospital for an examination, I will give you a prescription for indirect mental illness, and you can be exempted from liability."

The middle-aged man whispered to Ye Rongrong.

This middle-aged man is the chief physician of a well-known psychiatric hospital in Beijing, and is responsible for identifying mentally ill patients for relevant institutions.

His car was also stuck in this alley in a dilemma, and he hated these people who parked indiscriminately for a long time.

If these cars were worth hundreds of thousands of cars, they would have gone up and kicked them a few times to vent their anger.

But in the face of a super sports car worth tens of millions, he hesitated!

I really can't afford to kick it!

Seeing Ye Rongrong kicking all these super sports cars out one by one, the middle-aged man felt relieved and happy.

But after this comfort and joy, the middle-aged man couldn't help worrying about Ye Rongrong.

It's a pleasure to smash this super sports car, but it's really fatal when it comes to compensation.

My family's conditions are not bad, and I don't dare to touch these super sports cars with a monthly income of 100,000 yuan, because even a little damage may ruin my family.

So the middle-aged man was worried about Ye Rongrong.

"thank you for your kindness!"

Ye Rongrong thanked him politely.

On this matter, Ye Rongrong really didn't pay attention to it, why would he need to pretend to be crazy!

"okay then!"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong didn't listen to his persuasion, the middle-aged man didn't say much, and walked back to his car.

Soon, the siren of the Bugatti Veyron went off with a tick, and then the sirens of the other seven super sports cars were also heard one after another, and the sirens stopped.

Obviously, it was not the super sports car that stopped the alarm itself, but was turned off by the remote control key. This shows that the owners of these super sports cars already knew about the movement and turned off the alarm with the key.

"No, the owner of this car is coming!"

"This man is too bold. I'm not afraid that the owner of the car will seek compensation from him!"

"Look..."

Following people's discussion, the owners of these super sports cars finally came out of the private club. They were all young people in their twenties and thirties, dressed like gangsters.

Ye Rongrong didn't understand why young people nowadays like this kind of bastard's attire.

If this was more than forty years ago, with such a dress, no matter whether you committed a crime or not, you would have to squat in the police station.

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