Chapter 734 Qiumen Mountain

"Depend on!"

Seeing Dai Mingzi kicking the accelerator and leaving Baishizhou, Ye Tianlong felt his heart pinched, but there was also a touch of depression on his face.

He thought that this girl's temperament would have worn off after spending more than a month in Baishizhou, but he didn't expect that she was still so fiery and arrogant.

Just like when she forced herself to race a car.

Although Ye Tianlong wanted to whip Dai Mingzi fifty times in his heart, and even thought about punishing her to let her grow up, he was still worried about her safety now.

He also regretted that when Dai Mingzi slowed down the car just now, he didn't hug her and give her a step to stay.

After thinking for a while, Ye Tianlong sent a message to Huangque, and then walked back to the rental house in Baishizhou.

Before entering the house, Ye Tianlong smelled a scent, and then saw Zheng Xiaolan coming down from the seventh floor, holding a big food box in his hand:

"Tianlong, are you back? I've stewed Yong Tau Fu for you. You and Tian Mo can eat it slowly."

She brought the food box into Ye Tianlong's house, put it on the coffee table with ease, opened it, and the aroma suddenly overflowed, making the whole house feel warm.

Zheng Xiaolan's delicate hands first brought out a small casserole of stuffed tofu, then a plate of fried eggs, and finally a plate of vegetables and two large bowls of rice:

"You two eat while it's hot. I'll go up and eat with Ruyu and the others. Mingzi will be back soon. She likes to eat Yong Tau Foo the most."

Zheng Xiaolan took out the chopsticks and put them down: "She taught me to make this, and she said you will definitely like it."

Ye Tianlong hesitated for a moment, then coughed and said, "When you go up, you'd better call her and ask her to come back for dinner."

"She plays like crazy and has no sense of time."

Zheng Xiaolan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will remind her later and see where she is."

Then, she waved goodbye to Ye Tianlong, and before going out, Tian Mo whispered: "Thank you."

Zheng Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, not used to Tian Mo talking, and then smiled sweetly: "You're welcome, just eat more if you like it."

She quickly left the room.

Ye Tianlong invited Tian Mo to come over for dinner, but Tian Mo was not polite. He moved a stool and sat down, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up the omelette and ate it.

A mouthful of eggs and a mouthful of white rice. I eat very slowly, but in a precise manner, without disturbing the rhythm at all.

He ate two eggs and half a bowl of rice in one go, his face was very satisfied, as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Seeing that he was only interested in eggs, Ye Tianlong thought he had mistaken it for Zheng Xiaolan's love tofu, so he scooped two pieces of Yong Tofu for him:

"This tofu is delicious, hot and flavorful. Give it a try."

Tian Mo nodded, took the chopsticks and stuffed the tofu into his mouth bit by bit, and quickly finished the two pieces of tofu without eating a morsel of rice.

Then, he picked up the eggs again, a mouthful of eggs, a mouthful of rice, and was very satisfied.

Ye Tianlong lamented that children cannot be taught, and then pushed the whole plate of eggs in front of Tian Mo: "If you like to eat, let me eat them all for you."

"I don't have much appetite tonight."

He picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites of rice, then leaned on the sofa and called up Dai Mingzi's number on his mobile phone. He wanted to send WeChat messages several times, but finally held back.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaolan's WeChat message came in, telling Dai Mingzi that she would not be back tonight and that her father was back, so she was going home to live.

In Zheng Xiaolan's regretful tone, Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched, knowing that Dai Mingzi was determined to be angry.

"You're even angry."

Ye Tianlong snorted, threw the phone aside, picked up his rice bowl and started eating, preparing to ignore Dai Mingzi and let her suffer.

After just taking a few bites of rice, he sighed and put it down... He was still worried about Dai Mingzi's safety.

Thirty minutes later, Ye Tianlong's phone vibrated and received a message from Huang Que:

Qiumen Mountain!

Ten minutes later, Ye Tianlong went out and took Tianmo to Qiumen Mountain, thirty kilometers away. Dai Mingzi finally went to Qiumen Mountain.

There is another race there tonight, a competition between Mingjiang Supercar and Jincheng Supercar, a group of dudes competing against another group of dudes.

At this time, the sky had darkened, the street lights were turned on, and the lights on both sides of the road became brighter. The rain in the sky also became much lighter, but the thunder still continued.

Ye Tianlong murmured to himself: "It seems there will be another heavy rain."

Half an hour later, Ye Tianlong appeared in Qiumen Mountain.

With the rapid development of real estate, the gap between the rich and the poor in China is getting wider and wider. Millions of people's wealth has become rubbish. Countless people have a net worth of more than ten million in one house.

Therefore, the rich and powerful at the top of the pyramid have assets worth hundreds of millions, and when they have more money than they can use up in their lifetimes, the younger generation will inevitably become bored.

In order to pass the dull time day after day, many wealthy and powerful children habitually organize various members to race cars and gamble heavily in the dead of night.

You can earn a lot of money and satisfy your own excitement seeking, so you can kill two birds with one stone.

The most influential person in Mingjiang is the supercar club headed by Dai Mingzi.

At twelve o'clock in the evening on the fifteenth day of every Lunar New Year, lunatics who like to experience drag racing and pursue excitement will take advantage of the characteristics of this time when there are few cars and few people and the police are asleep to hold drag racing competitions with generous bonuses on various roads.

Thirty or forty people participate in each competition, and there are hundreds of spectators.

Among them, Qiumen Mountain is their holy land. The mountain road here has nine turns and eighteen turns. It is a paradise for experienced drivers and a blessed place for riders to rise.

Many people have become famous here and are known by countless supercar drivers overnight. There are also many who have lost hundreds of millions of dollars here.

No matter what the outcome of the drivers is, there are many supercar members who gather here all year round. In short, the excitement is no less than the Lantern Festival.

"Woo——"

Although Ye Tianlong thinks that his driving skills are pretty good, there are street lights and cameras specially installed by the club on both sides, and the road is not too blurry.

But when driving Ning Hongzhuang's red BMW up Qiumen Mountain, he still kept his guard up. Not only did he slow down, but he also quickly examined the surrounding environment.

He didn't want to be killed by the mudslide.

Slowly approaching the top of the mountain, Ye Tianlong also remembered the road conditions on the way. It was really nine turns and eighteen bends. The mountain road can accommodate at most two cars.

But every two bends, there is a specially built overtaking platform to give enough space for those who come from behind.

The mountain road has been rebuilt to a certain extent. From the top of the left mountain to the bottom of the mountain, as long as you don't enter the municipal road and run into another mountain road, you can go back to the top of the mountain.

The nine turns and eighteen bends are like a spiral, and the intersections are complicated, but they also bring challenges.

"Woo——"

While driving up the mountain, Ye Tianlong encountered several luxury cars whizzing by at a very fast speed. The wind passing by made the trees on the roadside rustle.

He also vaguely caught Dai Mingzi's pretty face, but it flashed by.