Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

"Worthy of being a professional racer, you've broadened your horizons!"    

"Can you two give me an autograph?" A beautiful woman in hot clothes walked over with a smile.    

If it was any other time, Mo Nan would definitely be willing to have a deep conversation with her and be friends with her.    

But not today. Su Yujie was still watching from not far away. The little girl noticed the enthusiasm of the women around her and was looking at her like she was a thief for her sister.    

"Beauty, I am a security guard. I occasionally work part-time as a driver. I am not a driver. If you want an autograph, you should look for that guy."    

Mo Nan pointed at Xue Feng, who was engaged in a fight behind him.    

He was most likely the same as Woo Yue. He had been run out of the shadow in his heart.    

However, he was a professional racer after all. He quickly adjusted himself. Xue Feng walked to Mo Nan's side and asked for his name and occupation. He shook his head in disappointment.    

"You can't be a security guard!"    

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. Just you wait. I will definitely find out your identity in the circle."    

"Although I lost this time, I still can't accept it. Just you wait, I have a feeling that we will meet again."    

Xue Feng threw a few words in a row and said confidently. After he finished speaking, he didn't give the fans around him any chance to praise him. He returned to the car and drove off.    

"Where are you going? Come back here!"    

Yang Xiaotian was dumbfounded and shouted angrily. However, he had already left a long time ago and no one present was willing to pay attention to him.    

At this moment, a few rich kids who were responsible for timing announced their results under everyone's urging. Thirteen minutes and forty-three seconds, thirteen minutes and forty-five seconds.    

The two incredible results had broken the best results in Feiloong Mountain. The atmosphere was once again boiling. It was expected that after tonight's results were announced, Feiloong Mountain would become a legendary place.    

Are you a professional racer? Then come and set a new record in the Feiloong Mountain!    

A few people who were usually in charge of setting up the department had already thought of the slogan.    

Mo Nan, who had written down the legend himself, did not celebrate with them.    

After Xue Feng left, the rising fighting spirit in his heart calmed down very quickly. He walked happily to Woo Yue's group and said smugly, "How is it? "I told you. A professional driver is no match for me!"    

"Stop it."    

Woo Yue had been listening to the broadcast the whole time. Of course, he knew how difficult it was for Mo Nan to win. Otherwise, his final result would not have been more than ten seconds.    

If his results were good enough, it did not mean that his skills were high. He was forced to do so!    

"You scared me to death. You were always behind at the beginning. I almost thought that when I saw that kid in the future, I would really go around him."    

Woo Yue looked at Yang Xiaotian and the others who were more than ten meters away as he spoke.    

Fortunately, Mo Nan won. He did not have to take responsibility for what he said in anger.    

Not far away, Yang Xiaotian was completely stunned. Xue Feng had lost. He had never thought that Xue Feng would lose. Feeling the gazes of the hostages around him, he felt conflicted.    

He was the one who had thought of the competition, and Xue Feng was also the one who had asked for it. Now that Xue Feng had lost, he naturally had to stand out and take responsibility.    

With this thought in mind, he braced himself and walked towards Woo Yue.    

"Wu, don't be happy too early. Let's settle the old scores slowly!"    

Woo Yue's face darkened. "What do you mean? You want to go back on your word with me?"    

"Don't worry." "We won't cause you any more trouble. But we are in the same circle. It should not be a problem to arrange a few more games, right?"    

He had made up his mind to see Woo Yue lose with his own eyes.    

Woo Yue still wanted to say something. At this moment, someone beside him happily agreed for him.    

"Alright. We, Woo Yue, love friendly matches the most, but it's boring to just run around. There's no point in making a detour when we meet. How about this? Let's set a rule first. Ten million yuan for each run. As long as you have money, we can accompany you every day."    

"Gengci!"    

Su Yue couldn't help but laugh. Qi Hao and the others around him couldn't help but laugh as well. They thought to themselves, Mr Mo is too mean!    

Although the family with the surname Yang had some money, ten million was not worth that price even if they sold him.    

Sure enough, Yang Xiaotian's face turned red as he said embarrassedly,    

"I don't have that much money..."    

"You dare to call yourself a rich second generation even if you don't have 10 million?" Mo Nan's face was full of disdain. Then, he lowered the price as if he was tempted. "How about five million?"    

"It's too much..."    

"Then one million should be enough, right?" Mo Nan asked. Brother's appearance fee can't be any lower."    

"Not really."    

"What the hell? Not yet?" Wang Yao asked. Then why are you still pretending?! " Get lost. " Mo Nan was furious. He did not believe that Yang Xiaotian and his gang would not be able to gather a million yuan. This guy clearly did not want to give him the chance to earn pocket money. He was his enemy!    

"Who the hell are you?!"    

Yang Xiaotian was also angry. He just wanted to regain his face in front of Woo Yue and say some harsh words.    

However, the sudden appearance of the racer disrupted his rhythm. He was also angry in his heart.    

Slap!    

As soon as Yang Xiaotian's voice faded, a clear and loud slap hit him. When he was stunned by the slap, he was also shocked by the crowd around him.    

"Mr Mo, what are you doing..." Woo Yue murmured.    

Mo Nan ignored him and looked at Yang Xiaotian with disdain. He got a wet towel from Su Yujie and wiped his hands. He stomped on Yang Xiaotian's pride.    

"It's not your fault to have a face that deserves a beating, but it's your fault to show off with this face. Woo Yue, did you see that? Next time someone talks nonsense to you, just do as I say!"    

You are also considered a fighter among the rich. Later on, you will make the cat and the dog dare to bare their teeth to you. You, Ms Su, despise you. "    

"Okay."    

Woo Yue turned back to look at Su Yujie and agreed. He nodded in a daze, but his heart was unusually hot.    

From the moment he saw how powerful Mo Nan was, he had regarded his words as the most reasonable. Therefore, when Mo Nan told him not to cause trouble, he did not care about the reason and endured it all.    

The anger he suppressed became more and more. He even felt that it did not seem like him anymore.    

Today, Mo Nan used another method to vent all of his recent grievances.    

"Mr Mo, aren't you being too ruthless? According to my experience, this palm won't disappear for a few days..." Woo Yue laughed out loud.    

Yang Xiaotian hit an elf. When he heard Woo Yue's words, he came back to his senses. Thinking that he would have to live with a palm print for the next few days, his anger instantly eroded his brain. He wanted to fight Mo Nan to the death.    

"I will fight you to the death!"    

A cold gaze instantly fell on him. It made his hands and feet feel cold. He calmed down.    

Mo Nan narrowed his eyes and whispered like a devil. "Do you want to die?"    

Yang Xiaotian was an ordinary person after all. He was so scared by the killing intent on his body that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave and did not dare to move.    

When they saw this scene, those who had placed their hopes on Yang Xiaotian completely felt that there was no hope of revenge.    

Zhu: Xiao La is here to wish everyone happiness in the middle of autumn!    

In the blink of an eye, more than four months had passed in the past. Currently, more than a million words were written. Thinking about how life was really fast, when he came to look for the editor of a miracle piece to sign the contract back then, it seemed as if it was yesterday.    

Today, a friend asked Xiao La, "It's already more than a million words. When will it be finished?    

Xiao La didn't know either.    

He really didn't know.    

The other authors might say that the completion of the dungeon depended on everyone's support.    

Although that was the case, Xiao La still felt that 150 to 3 million words were actually the best in this kind of urban language.    

There were very few cities where more than 3 million words were interconnected.    

After all, the author was also a human, so his thoughts were always limited.    

Of course, Xiao La was only giving his personal opinion. Maybe what Xiao La said was also wrong. I hope everyone doesn't scold me... Xiao La knelt down for everyone!    

Cough cough, let's get back to the topic. Not long ago, he kept saying that he wanted to get a WeChat public account or QQ group to gather everyone together and have a good chat. However, Xiao La did not get it. To be honest, it was Xiao La who was really... afraid.    

He was very worried that there would be less than ten people at that time. That would be really... a slap in the face.    

So if everyone saw this sentence and was willing to make friends with Xiao La, they hoped that Xiao La's following words could accompany you on your journey. They hoped to leave a message in the book review section. Even if it's just a sentence, a comment, or a suggestion. Xiao La would be happy to see it. Thank you, thank you!