Kowloon Bay.

Zheng Zishan put down her phone.

"What did Brother Chen Liang say?"

Zhang Lina asked hurriedly.

"My brother said he was not here, so we asked to find a hotel to rest."

At this time, the school has already closed its dormitory and it is definitely not possible to go back to the dormitory.

"Brother Chen Liang will definitely not come here. If the police investigated and followed him, it would be a big trouble."

The management office said.

When she saw Konisek being stopped by the police just now, she was sweating.

"But Brother Chen Liang just ran away like that. Wouldn't the police cause trouble for him?"

Zhang Lina expressed doubts.

As the saying goes, all the world is the king's land.

Nowadays, there are cameras everywhere on the streets, where can I go?

"Look, these police officers have checked!"

The management office pointed to the big screen and said in surprise.

Zhang Lina turned her head.

On the screen, the police checked the police inexplicably and let the stopped Aston Martin go away.

What's going on?

"Don't worry, Brother Chen will not have any trouble, the matter has been resolved."

Qiu Ze spoke, as if he had expected this kind of change.

"Oh, it's just a pity. I can't hear that Pang Yanwu's calf called Dad."

A friend next to him sighed, as if he was quite regretful.

They had never been worried about these notes, but what was hateful was that the game was ruined.

"How did these sticks appear? Isn't this a coincidence?"

A guy was holding a glass wine bottle with a suspicious look.

“Buzz…”

Strong sound waves from far to near.

Aston Martin drove over.

"Sister Zhao."

Some people met.

Zhao Qingzi pushed the door and got out of the car.

“Buzz…”

“Buzz…”

“Buzz…”

Then.

Pang Yanwu and the other two drivers also arrived one after another.

"What a bad luck, where did these sticks come out?"

The guy who drove a Porsche cursed when he got off the car, which seemed to have been affected by the competition experience.

Pang Yanwu is relatively calm.

That's right, no matter how those tweets appeared, they have helped him a lot to some extent.

If Tiaozi hadn't been disrupted, he would have lost this father-son game.

"Forget it, I'll compete next time."

Pang Yanwu said lightly, and he no longer mentioned the father-son bureau. He was already thinking about how to deal with the owner of the modification store.

But some people don't seem to want to cover up just so easily.

"Whoever called the police to investigate, stand up."

The one who spoke was Zhao Qingzi.

She leaned against the car door, wrapped her arms around her chest, and stared at the crowd expressionlessly.

"Sister Zhao, what do you mean?"

Pang Yanwu said in surprise: "Do you think those notes were called by someone on purpose?"

Zhao Qingzi ignored him.

"I'll give you a minute, stand up and admit it yourself, don't let me check it."

The tone is plain, but it exudes a panic-like shock.

"Is someone really a trick on it on purpose?"

"Sister Zhao has spoken, she will definitely not be talking nonsense."

"But why do you do this? Your brain is stuck in the door? Don't you know that Sister Zhao hates others to use some tricks behind their backs?"

Buzzing.

Discussions rose everywhere.

‘Drip, drip, drip…’

Time passes in seconds.

After half a minute, no one came forward to admit it.

Looking at the arrogant and arrogant Zhao Qingzi, Pang Yanwu frowned, for some reason he had a premonition that he would not be able to do anything.

According to the analysis of interest relationship, the appearance of the ticks caused the game to be ruined. Among them, the one who benefits the most is undoubtedly a high probability of losing this father-son game.

In the crowd.

Pang Yanwu's group of friends were frightened and looked frightened.

“What should I do now?”

"How did Sister Zhao know that Tiaozi was called by intentionally?"

"Now, don't worry about how Sister Zhao knows, it's the key to think about how to solve it! The time is coming soon."

From the sweat on their foreheads, it can be seen that they are really afraid of Zhao Qingzi.

"What do you think of me?"

Gradually, Liao Zifan realized something was wrong.

These people's eyes gathered on his face.

"You asked me to give me some advice at that time!"

He immediately made a solemn statement.

Although I don’t know what the background of Sister Zhao is, some clues can be seen from the reactions of these people present.

It's definitely not something he can offend.

"It was our idea that you asked, but did you call the phone?"

A livestock said.

Liao Zifan's eyes widened and he had nothing to say for a moment.

"The leader is your sister. Even if you don't admit it, do you think Sister Zhao can't find out afterwards? When Sister Zhao pulls you out with her own hands, it will be a big trouble. So, for yourself, you should go out and admit it yourself."

The boat of friendship can overturn as soon as it is said.

If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

This world is so realistic.

In the face of Zhao Qingzi's pressure, the group of people abandoned Liao Zifan without hesitation.

Liao Zifan, who personally experienced what it means to burn bridges across the river, was very angry, so he naturally didn't want to be this scapegoat.

But now he doesn't seem to have a choice.

He can indeed hide in the crowd as a turtle, but he will inevitably offend these second-generation ancestors if he does, and Sister Zhao is indeed very likely to catch him afterwards.

Oh shit!

Liao Zifan was angry and cursed inwardly. When the one-minute time limit was approaching, he pushed away the flowers beside him and walked out. His back looked a little tragic.
To be continued...