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Chapter 814 Welcome to Manchester

Chapter 814 Welcome to Manchester

Coming up from the back was Police Officer Poulter. He had been watching there for a long time, but the passengers were still in place, and Hillrath's taxi hadn't started. Based on his knowledge of Hillrath, there was no need Ask, this thorny head must be causing trouble again.

Sure enough, as soon as he approached, Police Officer Poulter saw a burning cigarette butt being thrown out of the car window, and fell to the ground in a chic parabolic posture, which matched Hillrath's usual arrogant face , How do you really look at it, how do you want people to wave their fists to his face.

"What do you want, Syllat?"

Porter straightened his big-brimmed hat, then put his hands into his pockets, as if preparing to do business, "It seems that something is wrong with your body, it's okay, I can call an ambulance for you, Contact your company by the way? If that's not enough, I can also send you a ticket..."

"Ha, I suddenly felt that I was full of strength, and there was nothing wrong with me." Hilrat suddenly looked like a mouse seeing a cat, and turned to wave his hand at Fan Bizhuang, "Dude, are you still here?" What are you waiting for? The trunk has been opened, put your luggage in it, and then tell me where you want to go, we will start immediately... By the way, do you want my help?"

The attitudes of the front and the back are completely different. Before that, he had a face that was blown up and not causing trouble, but now he is extremely enthusiastic. The change is fast. Looking at the raised back of the car, Fan Bi Zhuang was speechless for a while.

The drivers of the two taxis behind had poked their heads out, laughing teasingly.

"Hilrat, you are a complete coward!"

"This guy always likes to cause trouble everywhere. I have to say, Officer Poulter, you are really the nemesis of this guy! Look, he has no guts in front of you."

Hilrat curled his lips angrily, raised his middle finger at the two colleagues behind him bitterly, and raised his arm full of tattoos. As a result, the colleagues laughed even louder in return.

"It's really bad luck!"

Hillrath muttered unhappily, and Bolt glared at him, then with a smile on his face, he turned to Fan Bizhuang and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Passenger, this guy has a bit... well, how should I say it?" , is a bit different from normal people. But don’t worry, he is not a dangerous person. On the contrary, he is the best driver in Manchester. Trust me, he will take you safely to where you want anywhere."

Fan Bizhuang nodded and said from the bottom of his heart that he didn't like the very individual taxi driver in front of him, and he didn't want to take his car. However, since the police made a guarantee, he hesitated and decided to Put the luggage in the trunk, then opened the door and sat in.

"If necessary, you can call the number above. The British Royal Police will help every friend who encounters difficulties." Porter handed Fan Bizhuang a business card with his name and phone number on it , obviously he doesn't have much confidence in his own words. I guess the residents in this area know what kind of a bastard Hillrat is. Just in case, if there is any trouble, the other party can also Get help from the police by phone.

"Poulter... Officer, yes, thank you."

Fan Bizhuang nodded again, thanked him, and was about to roll up the window when Officer Poulter suddenly spoke again, this time with hesitation and confusion in his eyes, "Excuse me, have we met? Sorry, I It means... uh, you look a little familiar?"

"Familiar face? Maybe it's because I have a very ordinary public face." Even though he said so, Fan Bizhuang denied it flatly, and didn't mean to take off the large sunglasses on his face.

Porter frowned and muttered twice, then shook his head and smiled again: "How is it possible? It seems that I am thinking too much... Well, I wish you a pleasant journey, Manchester City welcomes you!"

By the way, he turned around and warned Hilrat again: "Hilrat, you'd better not get me into trouble, you know, during this period of time the mayor and councilors have promulgated new city regulations, and this place will become a A friendly and welcoming metropolis... If you make me mess up again, I won't be lenient."

"understood."

Hilrat responded impatiently, and turned to look at the back row: "Man, where are you going?"

Fan Bizhuang handed over a note with the address of the place he wanted to go.

"Here? Southwest City?... Oh, you are going to visit the Carrington training base? It is really a wise choice. Tourists who come here, as long as they are fans, if they don't go to see the holy place in their hearts, then That would be a pity."

Fan Bizhuang did not choose to go to the place where Molina rented a house for him, but decided to go to Manchester United's training ground first. It was still early and Molina was not at home. It's better to take a walk around - in the next four years, if there are no accidents, he will spend there, so it is still necessary to "visit and visit".

"No problem?" Fan Bizhuang asked.

"No problem at all."

Hilrat agreed, shifted the gear skillfully, stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi drove away slowly.Hierrat waved to Police Officer Poulter who was standing by the side of the road, and the car drove out of the dedicated passage and merged into the traffic outside without haste.

……

The buildings around the airport were gradually disappearing, and the enthusiastic police officer also disappeared at the end of the horizon. Looking at the two rows of green trees slowly receding outside the car window, Fan Bizhuang was a little surprised.He really didn't expect that the gangster sitting in the driver's seat is really a guy with very good driving skills. The speed is not fast, but also very stable. He can hardly feel the slightest vibration in the back row.

It is rare for a taxi to drive with the comfort of a Rolls-Royce.

"It seems that Mr. Police Officer is right. Although this guy looks a bit creepy, his driving skills are really good."

When Fan Bizhuang was really feeling emotional, a cheek full of flesh suddenly turned from the front row.

"How about it, my service is pretty good, right? I just said, I am the number one driver in Manchester City, and the car god of Manchester City is talking about me."

"It's really good." Fan Bizhuang admitted with a serious nod. At the end, he pointed forward in a panic, "Can you turn your head back? Damn it, there's a car rushing ahead..."

"Ha, don't worry, it's just a trifle." Hilrat turned around halfway, and pulled his left hand on the steering wheel smartly. The taxi bypassed the car rushing ahead, and Hilrat turned his head again. "Isn't it cool?"

"..."

If it's cool to joke about the safety of passengers, Fan Bizhuang would rather not.With lingering fear in his heart, he glared at Hilrat, and said in a warning tone, "I hope you will be responsible for my life, thank you."

"What a boring guy." Hilrat pouted, but turned his head back to the front, just when Fan Bizhuang thought he would be quiet, the other party said again, "Do you mind if I play some music? To be honest, I am used to listening to some soothing music while driving, which is good for me to relieve the fatigue of work..."

"Can……"

Fan Bizhuang was about to nod his head, but he realized that he was a little sentimental. The other party's question was not asking for his opinion at all, but more of a notification to him—Silrat had already turned the car player switch.

And then……

There was a sound of "crackling~", "bang bang~" and "bang bang~", roaring, shouting, screaming, roaring... All kinds of noisy heavy metal rock sounds mixed together, almost bursting people's eardrums .

Fan Bizhuang opened his mouth wide, damn it, is this the soothing music in your mouth? MMP, are you kidding me?

"Turn off off!"

"Damn it, turn off this deadly music for me!"

Fan Bizhuang yelled loudly, but the car was completely filled with loud heavy metal eye-roll music, and he found that his voice could not reach Syllat's ears at all.

"You are a crazy person!"

Fan Bizhuang was so angry that he yelled loudly, he suddenly had a bad feeling, this scene reminded him of a friend of his - that's right, it was Sergio Ramos, that guy was also a driver As for the crazy "snake spirit disease", Ramos brought him such a deep painful memory, and now it seems that in another country, in Manchester, this painful experience seems to have a tendency to be staged again.

"Ha, now that nasty guy, Porter, can't control me! Dude, do you want to feel a little more exciting?"

Faintly, Fan Bizhuang seemed to hear Hilrat's cheers, and looked up at the rearview mirror. Hilrat's fleshy cheeks were already filled with excitement.

"What do you want to do?"

Before the question came out of his mouth, he saw Hilrat's hands and feet moving quickly, and then, the taxi that was driving smoothly suddenly accelerated strongly, like an arrow leaving the string, "嗖~" It shot out with one sound.

The sudden acceleration made Fan Bizhuang's center of gravity unstable, and he hit the front seat cushion all at once. He felt the pain on his left cheek, but before he could protest or curse, as the car suddenly changed direction, His body tilted to the left again, almost falling off the seat...

The taxi was rushing left and right, Fan Bizhuang was constantly thrown around, and his stomach turned upside down for a while.What frightened him even more was that this lunatic driver would not slow down, speed up, speed up and speed up, no matter in a traffic jam area or a crowded place.

"Damn... asshole!"

Fan Bizhuang gritted his teeth in hatred, but he didn't have the strength to yell anymore, his eyes were almost shaken until stars popped out.

"Don't worry, man, you have to have faith in me, I'm Manchester's No. [-] Supercar!"

Amidst the heavy explosion of music, Hilrat's voice sounded sharply again.

"Sit down, man, feel the enthusiasm from the people of Manchester, ha, welcome to Manchester!"

Unbelievably, the taxi accelerated again suddenly, Fan Bizhuang's cheek hit the cushion again, and Hilrat laughed again.

In the dense traffic flow, a black lightning flashed quickly, one car after another was overtaken, passing by at high speed in the narrow gap.

(End of this chapter)