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"Brother Tiger, what shall we do today."

"Yesterday I saw that old man Liu heard that his wife was beaten, and he cried anxiously."

"Finally, I was taken away by the 120 ambulance."

"Haha, we didn't get too cruel, and we still called for an ambulance."

"Okay, Ermao, speak quietly."

A man with a fierce complexion in a black leather jacket patted Ermao and said.

There is still a loop of fake hair on the collar of his jacket, but it doesn't help in the cold wind.

"Damn, it's too cold. If it weren't for the second child of the Zhao family, we might still be in the quilt."

Next to him, a little bastard who looked white and dressed in a sportswear sweared.

"Xiao Bai, don't follow this beep, let's take the money to do things, by the way, Ermao."

Brother Hu turned his head to look at Ermao, who was trembling with cold, and asked with a curled lips: "Did you get what you bought yesterday?"

"Bought Brother Tiger."

"Just put it in the flowerbed downstairs of Old Man Liu's house."

"good."

Brother Hu didn't speak, he looked at the old old lady basking around and walked by pretending to be indifferent.

As soon as these three people appeared, Irwin spotted them.

He didn't worry about the combat effectiveness of these punks, but if they wanted to make some insidious tricks, Irvine had to pay attention.

He lowered the hood on his head and carefully followed the three of Hu brothers.

I saw Brother Hu, under the guidance of Ermao, came to the flower garden downstairs of Gu Siyu's house and searched for it. Soon they found two buckets of paint from the grass.

paint?

Irwin recognized it from the English words on the paint bucket, but he was really curious.

Shouldn't these people make trouble?

Isn't it about going to paint the walls of Gu Siyu's house with the paint bucket?

Seeing a few people entering the corridor, Irwin followed him uneasy.

"Brother Tiger, just splash it like this?"

"Nonsense, hurry up."

"Shall we not write something?"

"I have to write about debt repayment when I watch movies in Hong Kong City."

"Don't be any nonsense, yesterday Laozi asked you to buy a brush, didn't you not buy it? Hurry up and splash it."

"Hmm, I'm opening the can."

I saw Ermao and his brother Hu all squatting on the ground, busy opening the paint bucket.

The white white leaned on the handrail of the stairs, lit a cigarette and clamped it to his fingertips.

Soon, Brother Hu had already opened the paint bucket in his hand, and he waved his hand to make Ermao and Xiaobai step back.

He picked up the paint bucket and splashed it on Gu Siyu's door.

"Who is Nong?"

"Oh, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's so terrible, it's so spicy, what's wrong with it."

Brother Hu was unconsciously shouted by the old lady who opened the door behind him, so scared that he almost didn't splash paint on him.

"It's none of your business, hurry home and stay."

Brother Hu showed a fierce face, and shouted at the old lady who opened the security door behind him.

The old lady closed the door at lightning speed.

Through the screen window, he still cursed: "What are you doing? It's a black fee."

"Be careful, I'll call to report, I'll tell you."

"Teacher Gu is very good, don't do this."

"be quiet."

"Noisy, even splash your house together."

Brother Hu became impatient with the old lady's scolding, turned around and took the paint bucket and walked over as if to splash paint.

The scared old lady hurriedly closed the door and stopped talking.

"It's really troublesome, Ermao, are you still okay?"

"Laozi splashed first."

Er Mao let out an "Oh" and raised his head to look at Brother Tiger.

I saw Brother Tiger step back half a step, holding the paint bucket with both hands, Meng Rang exerted force.

"STOP!!!"

Irwin heard movement on it, and just walked up to see Brother Tiger holding the paint bucket.

He understood in an instant.

How could these guys kindly paint the walls of Gu Siyu's house? They are here to splash the paint.

Irwin ran up quickly from the corridor and flew towards Brother Tiger with one kick.

When Brother Tiger saw someone talking, he glanced at him curiously. He didn't know that Irvine could even fly up from below.

He picked up the paint bucket to block Irwin's attack.

But where did Brother Hu know.

Although Irvin is now a seemingly ordinary bodyguard, he was once a fighting expert in a special organization.

With this flying kick, he had already calculated the reactions of Brother Hu and the surrounding people.

With only a bang, Brother Tiger fell heavily to the ground holding the paint bucket in his hand.

The bright red paint suddenly flowed from the bucket, and the original black leather jacket was also dyed red.

Ermao, who was squatting on the ground, and Xiaobai, who was smoking by the armrest, hadn't reacted before they were knocked to the ground with a punch and kick by Irvine after landing.

A lot of red paint was also stained on his body.

The old lady who closed the anti-theft door just opened the window and watched the scene dumbfounded.

"Where did this person come from? This is too fierce."

Irvine glanced at the three Hu brothers lying on the ground, then raised his feet, saw that there was no paint on his shoes or pants, and nodded in satisfaction.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Bob's number.

Yang Zhiyuan and others followed Niu Shengli just to the street. Niu Shengli took out the key and opened the lock on the rolling door.

"Mr. Yang, this is my refitting workshop."

With a sound of "wow", the rolling shutter door rose, and Yang Zhiyuan saw a clean and tidy repair shop.

There is only one repair station, but both the ground, the wall, and even the repair slot are very clean and tidy.

This is completely different from the place where Niu Shengli lived before.

One in the sky and one underground.

Yang Zhiyuan also saw the finished product that Lu Niu's victory constantly boasted at a glance.

A Hanlai van.

"Mr. Niu, is this your modified work?"

Yang Zhiyuan is also a person who has gone abroad. Modified cars are very popular in the beautiful country. Common cars, off-road vehicles, pickup trucks and even sports cars have been modified, but he has never seen it before. Someone modified one. Van.

"Yes, because of insufficient funds at the time, I can only buy a van to practice my hands."

Niu Shengli said embarrassedly, then raised his head.

"However, Mr. Yang can get in the car to feel it."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't speak, nodded and followed Niu Shengli behind him, opened the sliding back door and got into the car.

"Mr. Yang can take a look. First of all, from the perspective of the interior, the entire car shell is filled with soundproof cotton. Once the speakers in the car are turned on, the effect is absolutely comparable to a professional concert scene."

"Moreover, in the whole car, I installed a total of 16 small speakers, decorated with plated strips on the exterior, it looks low-key, atmospheric and connotative."

Niu Shengli said, and signaled Yang Zhiyuan to close the car door, and he reached the front driving position by himself, took a disc from the top, and stuffed it into the CD player.

"Mr. Yang, I purchased this CD player from abroad and increased it."

Niu Shengli pressed the play button once, and a melodious music suddenly spread from the entire car.

"Uh, it's misplaced."

Niu Shengli originally planned to play a popular rock music, but his attention just now was on Yang Zhiyuan, and he turned out to be a dragon-and-hand style ancient music.

"It's okay, that's it."

Yang Zhiyuan was immersed in the world of music and couldn't help closing his eyes.

Niu Shengli was right, and the sound effect was really good.

"Mr. Yang, in addition to the audio, I also made a significant modification on the instrument panel."

"Includes the design of gear positions, the digital display of the instrument, the air outlet of the air conditioner, etc."

"It's winter now, you can feel it when we drive out."

"I also modified the roof of the car and added a sliding sunroof. If you take your family out for a drive, you can open the sunroof to directly see the outside world.""Yes, Not Bad."

Yang Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at the skylight on the top where he could see the outside, and he felt better.

but.

He came here not to buy a car for his daily use, but to listen to Bob's suggestion and prepare to buy a suitable car for the bodyguards.

Seeing Yang Zhiyuan's reaction, Niu Shengli felt more confident.

What these rich people want is face.

He made this car not only for his own hobbies, but also to attract more wealthy people like Yang Shengli.

Of course, rich people will not come to buy his modified car based on the Hanlai van. They will definitely take out the luxury cars they usually use and let them modify it.

In this way, the goal of Niu's victory can be achieved.

He modified the car, not to make money at all, but to experience the process of refitting all kinds of cars in the world from his own hands.

Otherwise, with his craftsmanship, it doesn't matter which auto repair shop or even a car manufacturer to go to.

"Dangdangdang."

Bob waiting outside the door, holding the phone in his hand, knocked on the car window.

Yang Zhiyuan knew that he was looking for himself, and his heart suddenly stunned. Maybe it was still early in the morning. There was something wrong with Gu Siyu.

"what's up."

"Mr. Yang, Irvine called and said that there was a group of people at the door of Ms. Gu who wanted to splash paint on their door. He had found them and subdued them. Are we calling Haicheng to catch up or..."

"Don't worry, as long as it doesn't threaten Ms. Gu's personal safety, don't worry about everything else."

"OK."

When Yang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned to open the car door, and a melodious ancient music came.

Only then did he realize what Niu Shengli said just now that sound insulation is good.

After closing the door, you can't hear the movement inside the car at all.

Yang Zhiyuan is not Wang Yifei, but he also thought of the use of this sound insulation for the first time.

Next, Niu Shengli led Yang Zhiyuan and the others on the road outside for a lap.

Yang Zhiyuan also learned that the original interior work was just a piece of cake for Niu Shengli. His real strength lies in the adjustment of the car's power, the transformation of the electronic system, and the optimization of the transmission system.

Back to the repair shop again, Bob could not hide his excitement on his face.

Yang Zhiyuan was also very satisfied, "Mr. Niu, then we need this car."

"what?"

Niu Shengli stared at Yang Zhiyuan with wide eyes in disbelief.

His car is purely for display, and, Yang Zhiyuan, you are such a big style, don't you like this Hanlai van?

At this time, Liu Ganming, who works at 441, received a notice that a neighbor at home called.

There was a sudden thud in his heart.

Hastily ran out of the research room and came to the office to answer the phone.

"Old Liu, come back soon, something happened to your house."

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