Chapter 193: Joyride
Lu Qian did not delay, walked around the front of the car, and sat down obediently in the passenger seat.
"Where do we get the equipment?"
Qu Le pressed the button at hand, and the silver-white roof folded up, turning the car from a closed sports car into a convertible supercar.
"I made an appointment with the people at the research institute. The scanner there is quite high-precision. They originally said they would send it to me, but since I had come out so easily, I would definitely go get it myself."
"If you want to repair it, just find any computer. It will be the same if it has the program I wrote."
Qu Le stepped on the accelerator and threw a coquettish glance at Lu Qian, "But that's not important. I'll take the beauty for a ride first."
Lu Qian looked at the empty roof of the sports car, then glanced at Qu Le, "Then why are you being so ostentatious?"
"Please," Qu Le put on his sunglasses again, "If I don't open the roof, who will know that I'm going out with a beautiful woman?"
Lu Qian pouted and fastened her seatbelt obediently. "It's really rare that your family is willing to let you come here."
"Don't mention that idiot,"
Qu Le turned her head, and even though she was wearing sunglasses, Lu Qian could see that she was rolling her eyes.
"Last night I said all sorts of good and bad things to him, and he was practically wearing out his lips, but he was just determined to give me a bad look."
"What happened next? How did he agree?"
Qu Le's mouth dropped: "What else can I do? Just whisper in someone's ear."
“…”
Lu Qian closed his eyes weakly. It turned out that everyone was in the same situation.
"Your brother is the same. I don't know where he went yesterday. When he came back, he seemed like a different person. He's moody and unpredictable."
Qu Le looked calm after hearing this. He leaned his elbows on the car window and replied lazily, "Isn't he always moody?"
“…I can’t argue with that.”
But Lu Qian still felt that Cheng Yi was different last night.
Qu Le replied: "Let's not talk about them anymore. We are sisters together, and this bastard should stay away."
Lu Qian pursed her lips and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, how was your stay at the Baiqing Club? I heard you said it wasn't very good."
"It's more than just not good." Qu Le quickly turned the revolver, making the car turn sharply. "I don't understand how the Baiqing Society can operate so big."
"The number of people at the Baiqing Club is much smaller than that of Tavia. Chixiao is basically in charge of all the important matters. Baiyao is usually a hands-off boss, thinking about which family's power he will pry into next."
"Ah Chun just follows him around everywhere, Yun Qi Ying Feng basically just does his job and doesn't do anything else. The Bai Qing Society's subordinates also have no rules on weekdays. Every one of them really gives me a lot of worry."
"The problem is, I'm not a housekeeper by profession, so I'm really not up to the task." Qu Le pulled down his sunglasses, peered over the top, and turned to Lu Qian. "I was thinking of borrowing you for a couple of days to help me plan the management regulations and keep those people in check."
Lu Qian's eyelids drooped halfway, "Do you think your brother would agree?"
"Haha, no."
Cheng Yi would go crazy just by seeing Lu Qian step into the Baiqing Society's territory. If he asked her to help Qu Le manage the Baiqing Society's people, Cheng Yi would probably ask Qingli to throw missiles at the Fuso Embassy.
"Sigh~~"
The two were chatting happily when suddenly they heard a teasing whistle.
Lu Qian turned her head suddenly and saw a group of bikers riding modified motorcycles, about three or four of them, surrounding their sports car and moving in the same direction as them.
This group of people were dressed very flamboyantly, and there were two people sitting on each motorcycle.
The man with a buzz cut in the lead waved his hand toward the car, his facial piercings swaying with his movements. "Honey, are you interested in having a drink with us?"
He has an authentic German accent and looks like a German.
Although Qu Le didn't understand what they were saying, she knew they had bad intentions, so she just said, "Fuck off."
The guy with an afro on the side whistled obscenely and shouted, "What a hot woman! I like it."
The motorcycles had no intention of leaving and just sandwiched the car that Qu Le and Lu Qian were riding in.
The hooligans around them seemed to be the subordinates of these two men. When they heard their boss say this, they started to make a fuss even more wildly. The whistles came one after another, mixed with uncomfortable cheers.
Qu Le originally didn't intend to pay attention to them. Although they looked flamboyant, it could be seen that they were just a group of thugs. It was not a good idea to deal with a group of ordinary people here.
"when!"
Just as she was about to step on the accelerator to speed up and get rid of these people, the body of the sports car was suddenly hit by a strange impact.
Qu Le's hands felt numb for a moment, and Lu Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt a dull pain in his chest and frowned unconsciously.
Qu Le tilted his head to look at Lu Qian's painful expression and cursed angrily, "Fuck! These bastards!"
Use those modified junk cars of theirs to hit her supercar. Are you tired of living?
The group of people around him started to make more noise.
"Girl, how about playing with us for two days? I think your car is pretty good. Which daddy bought it for you? Hahahahahahaha——"
The guy with the afro's hair started to speak in a more vulgar and teasing way, and the thick teasing tone made Lu Qian feel sick in his throat.
"Be careful, you two, I want to keep this car."
As soon as he finished speaking, the motorcycle next to him suddenly accelerated, braked suddenly, and blocked the supercar.
"Depend on!"
Qu Le cursed angrily and slammed on the brakes. Fortunately, the supercar had enough performance to stop in front of the reckless motorcycle.
If they collided like this, it would definitely be a lose-lose situation.
Qu Le's anger was really ignited. She sighed and took off her sunglasses.
"Xiao Qian, I don't understand what they are saying. Please speak."
Lu Qian glanced at the few people and asked with a gloomy face, "What on earth are you going to do?"
The thugs got out of the car, each with a wretched look on their faces. Each of them was holding a baseball bat and an iron rod in their hands, some of which were stained with dried blood.
"Just making friends with a beautiful woman."
Lu Qian sneered: "Oh, is this how you make friends?"
"Sweetheart, you speak German well~"
The flat-headed man, along with two of his men, walked towards Lu Qian step by step, bent down close to Lu Qian, and knocked on the door of the sports car with the iron rod in his hand as if threatening.
"I just don't know if you'll use Chinese or German when you're moaning in bed?"
Hearing this disgusting sentence, Lu Qian almost started to vomit something in his throat.
She suppressed her nausea, looked at the three men around her, and smiled sweetly, "Want to know? Then come closer. I mean the three of you."
The two younger brothers behind him looked at each other, their eyes widened at the same time, and their faces were full of excitement.
I didn't expect this girl to be so open-minded.
When Pingtou heard this suggestive sentence, he also began to feel distracted.
The three of them bent over and gathered around Lu Qian.
Lu Qian smiled and said softly, "Want to know?"
"Maybe in the next life."
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