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He was very impressed in his heart. In Zhonghai, he had never seen such a powerful person. He seemed to have made a decision. He called his friends and asked them to find a silver Bugatti. After he finished speaking, his eyes lit up with anticipation.    

After shaking them off, Ye Ling did not stop. Instead, he sped up to the limit of a sports car. The car sped along the streets of Zhonghai. He ignored the traffic lights, and before the police car could start chasing, the car disappeared. The speed of the car was unimaginably fast. One could see a silver figure of the car passing by on all the streets, and it flashed by in a flash.    

In the traffic control center, Bai Bing was watching the monitoring of the 'Silver Death God' road. The number of frames had slowed down a lot, but she could only see the blurry figure of the car. She could not even see the license plate.    

"It's him. It's definitely him. The guy who lied to us just now."    

Bai Bing recognized him immediately. She gritted her teeth and said. Thinking of the scene of being cheated, she was so angry that she punched the desk. She looked at the surveillance video angrily and said,    

"Silver Death God, just you wait. I don't believe I can't catch you."    

Because of Ye Ling's willfulness, the traffic in Zhonghai became chaotic. People were spreading rumors that there was a 'Silver Death God' in Zhonghai. The racers admired him even more. They sent a message saying that whoever found the 'Silver Death God' would reward him with one million yuan.    

Everyone was looking for the 'Silver Death God'. Most of them wanted one million, and a small portion of them wanted to see this' Silver Death God '. A small portion wanted to challenge him and make a name for himself.    

Because of Ye Ling's racing, he had shaken the entire Zhonghai. At this time, he was driving the sports car to 4S to repair it. He had no idea that he had caused such a big problem.    

After throwing the Bugatti in the repair shop, Ye Ling called Zhao Yan to pick him up. After a while, Zhao Yan drove a Porsche over. After getting into the car, Zhao Yan asked curiously:    

"Young Master Ye, what happened to your Bugatti?"    

"It hit a luxury car and the front of the car was deformed." Ye Ling was lying on the seat of the car.    

"Are you okay?"    

Zhao Yan exclaimed when she heard Ye Ling's words. She nervously looked at Ye Ling's entire body.    

"Why are you so nervous?" Ye Ling looked at her and asked.    

Zhao Yan knew she was overreacting. She could not help but blush and explain in a low voice.    

"I'm not nervous! You are the boss. If something happens to you, " Where am I going to get my salary? "    

Thinking about it, Ye Ling nodded. He said calmly,    

"I did it on purpose. I didn't like her."    

Zhao Yan heard Ye Ling's words and was speechless. It was indeed his style.    

It was already night. He asked Zhao Yan to drive to dinner. He thought about it and felt that it had been a long time since he had eaten a food stall. He asked Zhao Yan to drive to the food stall.    

"The food stall is still lively and lively. It's popular and it feels good to eat." Ye Ling found a seat with ease and asked Zhao Yan to sit.    

Zhao Yan sat on the chair. Her eyes blinked and she asked curiously.    

"Young Master Ye, I didn't expect you to like to eat at the food stalls. I thought you liked to go to those high-end places."    

"Who told you I like to go to high-end places to eat? I used to eat here when I didn't have money."    

Ye Ling said as he ate the skewers. He passed the skewers to Zhao Yan and signaled her to eat more.    

"I always thought Young Master Ye was a spoiled young master. He is different from ordinary people like us. I didn't expect you to be so approachable." Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw Ye Ling wolfing down the food.    

"Hurry up and eat. You are too long-winded." Ye Ling saw her laughing at his eating appearance. He could not help but hit her on the head and tell her to eat quickly.    

Half an hour later, they were full. He was picking his teeth and waiting for Zhao Yan to take the money from the car to pay the bill. At this time, a scream came from the parking lot.    

Zhao Yan?    

Ye Ling lightly tapped the ground.    

He rushed towards the direction of the sound. From afar, he saw Zhao Yan being held back by a middle-aged man who reeked of alcohol. Ye Ling rushed over and punched the middle-aged man's face, then pulled Zhao Yan to his side.    

"Are you okay?" Ye Ling looked at Zhao Yan and asked worriedly.    

"I'm fine." Zhao Yan shook her head and said.    

Ye Ling frowned and pointed at the middle-aged man.    

"Who is he? "Why is he bothering you?"    

Zhao Yan heard Ye Ling's words and her lips moved. Her eyes turned red. She slowly told Ye Ling the reason.    

After listening to Zhao Yan's explanation, Ye Ling finally understood that the middle-aged man was her step-father. Her stepfather was addicted to gambling and took her mother's last life-saving money to gamble. It caused her mother's death. Now he asked Zhao Yan for money again. If she did not give him money, he would not let Zhao Yan go.    

"Bastard!" Ye Ling could not help but curse.    

At this moment, the middle-aged man got up with a gloating expression. He didn't care about the injuries on his body at all. Instead, he threatened Ye Ling.    

"You're dead for sure. You don't know, right? The police saw you hit someone just now."    

As he spoke, he pointed behind Ye Ling. Ye Ling turned his head and saw a thirty-year-old big-bellied policeman walking over.    

"Police comrade, it's him who hit me. Hurry up and arrest him. Look at the wound on my face." The middle-aged man, Zhao Yan's step-father, hurriedly ran to the police and pointed at the injury.    

The middle-aged policeman saw the wound and nodded. He then turned to look at Ye Ling. Unexpectedly, he saw Zhao Yan and his eyes lit up. Her step-father seemed to have understood something and hurriedly said,    

"She is my daughter, but she was deceived by this guy. Police comrade, you must uphold justice for us!"    

Zhao Yan wanted to go up and explain something, but was stopped by Ye Ling. He shook his head at her and told her to stand back.    

"Sir, please follow me to the police station." The middle-aged policeman looked at Zhao Yan greedily and said to Ye Ling.    

Seeing that he was staring at Zhao Yan, Ye Ling blocked his sight and said coldly,    

"Police comrade, your eyes are not good. Don't come out and be a police officer. What are you looking at?"    

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the middle-aged police officer became angry. On this street, no one dared to speak to him like this. This kid actually dared to speak to him like this. He waved his baton at Ye Ling and scolded.    

"Kid, you dare to be so arrogant after hitting someone. Do you believe that I will let you stay in prison for a few days?"    

"Who said I hit someone?" Ye Ling shrugged.    

The middle-aged policeman laughed when he heard Ye Ling pretending to be innocent. He pulled her father over and pointed at him.    

"You dare to argue? The victim is already here, and you still dare to say no."    

Her step-father immediately understood and was about to agree.    

"Yes, that's right..."    

"One hundred thousand." Ye Ling said calmly.    

"What? What do you mean?"    

Her father and the middle-aged policeman were stunned. They did not know what Ye Ling was talking about. Ye Ling said casually again.    

"A hundred thousand yuan per punch. Do you want it or not?"