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  A beautiful woman with a fine car, complementing each other perfectly. A red Porsche 911 convertible, this is Yan Ruyi's ride.

  But this has nothing to do with Wu Ming at all.

  "Don't be so stingy, taking a ride with me will get you pregnant?"

  "Hmph... She's my princess, no man dares touch her."

  In the garage, Wu Ming had a small dispute with Yan Ruyu...

  The little old mouse motorcycle, its appearance has already approached scrap metal infinitely, perhaps with a few strong roars of the throttle, it will fall apart.

  Wu Ming was on the verge of tears and struggled desperately: "This car is too small, a strong wind could blow people into the ditch."

  Yan Yuru pointed to the corner of the wall and said with a sly smile: "There is another bicycle there, if you like to ride it, I won't stop you."

  Following the beauty's line of sight, Wu Ming immediately spat out three liters of blood. That broken bicycle didn't even have a saddle for his mother to sit on, let alone him. One pillar holding up the sky, whoever rides it will burst into bloom!

  "I don't know how to ride a motorcycle or a bicycle." Wu Ming made a pitiful face, trying to act cute and gain sympathy.

  "Let's just get out of here!"

  Damn it, no sympathy at all, truly a moral collapse. The 5,000-year-old traditional virtues of the Chinese nation are being ruined by people like this. This woman should be severely spanked!

  Daydreams are always beautiful!

  Wu Ming let out a sigh and walked dejectedly to the motorcycle, saying with a bitter smile: "Whose broken bike is this? It definitely can't be Big Sister's, right?"

  Yan Ruyu shrugged and smiled: "This is Xiang Bo's beloved car, he went back to the countryside with his wife a few days ago to see their grandson, they won't be back for several months."

  This old man should be the servant here, and it turns out that he had planned ahead of time. This lazy beauty made an excuse to rent a room, but her purpose was just to find a new servant. Wu Ming felt cheated in his heart and angrily put on a very ugly helmet.

  Wu Ming had a dejected look, while Yan Ruyu was like a victorious general, strutting towards her beloved car with her head held high and hips swaying. Perhaps she was a bit too proud of herself, "Ow..." She accidentally twisted her ankle.

  Wu Ming shook his head and walked over to her side, smiling: "With heels that high, it's strange if you don't sprain your ankle. Are you okay?"

  Yan Ruyu opened the car door and got in, rubbing her ankle with a look of being on the verge of tears, pouting her small mouth and saying: "It hurts so much!"

  "Give me your foot..."

  "Ah..." Amidst the beautiful woman's cry of surprise, Wu Ming knelt down and grabbed her ankle, quickly helping her take off her shoes...

  "What's wrong?" Yan Ruyu felt uneasy and wanted to withdraw her foot, her pretty face flushed bright red.

  "Be quiet, don't move!" Wu Ming growled softly, gently massaging Yan Ruyi's pale and slender lotus feet.

  How can you casually touch a girl's foot?

  But under Wu Ming's focused gaze and gentle movements, Yan Ruyi's words got stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken. She felt her body burning red, completely unaware that her skirt had slipped off, her heart racing rapidly, her thoughts drifting away...

  What's wrong with Zhu Jiajun? In terms of appearance and conditions, what doesn't he have that makes him unqualified?

  I don't want, I don't want... Yan Ruyu's loud cry: Never knew what I wanted, the man I like must be strong and upright, but for me, he can humble himself...

  Wu Sangui's crown was knocked off in a fit of rage, all for the sake of a beauty. Zhuge Kongming's feather fan and kerchief pointed to the mountains and rivers, but what about this man named Wu Ming standing before him?

  "Hey... what are you thinking about?" Wu Ming waved his hand back and forth in front of the beautiful woman who was spaced out...

  "What did you say?" Yan Ruyu asked blankly.

  "Does it still hurt?"

  Yan Yurong, who had just regained consciousness, hastily pulled her foot back and shook her head like a rattle drum, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

  Wu Ming casually tore off the heel of the high-heeled shoe and said: "Give me the other shoe..."

  "This is someone's favorite shoes, over 10,000 yuan!" Yan Ruyu's face was painful to see, but she still obediently took off the other high-heeled shoe and handed it to Wu Ming.

  "Is the shoe important or is life important? Wearing high heels to drive a car..." Wu Ming grumbled, pulling off the heel and handing the shoe back. "This shoe only costs over 10,000 yuan, but a life is worth more than that, right?"

  This is a quite overbearing man! Suddenly thought of something, Yan Ruyu unconsciously let out a sigh, with a feeling of melancholy and loss.

  Wu Ming walked towards the motorcycle and suddenly spat out a sentence: "Your underwear is very beautiful!"

  "Thank you..." Yan Ruyu subconsciously replied, after realizing what had happened, her face turned black with rage and she cursed: "Bastard! Stinky rascal!"

  "Hehe......"

  A small mouse farted out a puff of green smoke, "Beep...beep..." Wu Ming drove his motorcycle slowly out of the villa gate, with Yan Ruyi following behind him with a gritted teeth expression. She really wanted to drive and knock Wu Ming into the river to feed the turtles.

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  Longkou New District is located in the suburbs, which is considered a rural-urban fringe area. The air quality is good and there are not many cars on the road, with good road conditions. However, Wu Ming frequently encountered dangerous situations...

  In China where people drive on the left, there is one advantage, that is, the opportunity to gaze at God is much greater than ordinary people.

  He was almost squeezed into the ditch by an oncoming SUV, Wu Ming couldn't help but curse loudly: "Damn it, have these people lost all sense of morality? Is there still any rule of law in their eyes? Are there still traffic rules?"

  I thought he was playing Grand Theft Auto? Yan Ruyu scolded Wu Ming with a dark face about the traffic rules of China.

  Brother was wrong! Brother is guilty!

  Driving cautiously to the right, Wu Ming was a bit timid and drove slowly like a turtle. As for Little Mouse, he was indeed old and even if he sped up to the limit, he couldn't exceed forty miles per hour.

  It was Yan Ruyi, who had been escorting Wu Ming, but after leaving the villa area, she could no longer bear the slow pace and shouted loudly at Wu Ming: "There's a convenience store and supermarket not far ahead, be careful yourself."

  After she finished speaking, she floored it and the Porsche shot off like an arrow leaving dust behind...

  In the blink of an eye, Porsche had vanished without a trace. Wu Ming could only shake his head and sigh wryly. This woman didn't leave her phone number or give him the keys, so when would she come back?

  Long Hui Tou supermarket, after a big purchase, carried two large bags of things, sat on the small table outside the supermarket door eating bread and drinking Nong Tian Shan Quan spring water, quite leisurely.

  Nongfu Spring is a bit sweet, what about Nongtian? A bit salty?

  It was just past 9 o'clock, and carrying two big bags was inconvenient to go anywhere. Wu Ming walked to a newsstand next to the supermarket, bought a map of Zhonghai City, gave the boss 50 yuan, and asked him to take care of his things. The boss happily accepted.

  Something's wrong, the motorcycle won't start! Wu Ming fiddled with it for a bit and soon discovered the key to the problem: the oil gauge was broken, there was no gasoline!

  Wu Ming inquired and found out that the nearest gas station was only five kilometers away.

  Who says you can't start without oil? Shift into neutral, Wu Ming rode the motorcycle with both feet on the ground, swung his legs and pedaled away, the little mouse scurried out quickly, much faster than a rickshaw...

  At this moment, a little boy riding a bicycle rang the bell, and magnificently overtook Wu Ming from the side, turning his head to give him a disdainful glance!

  Damn it, actually overtaken by a little kid, the key is still being despised, people fight for a mouthful of air, Buddhas fight for an incense stick, don't think that just because the yellow mouse doesn't fart it's not sharp, Wu Ming let out a loud shout, his legs moving like flying, Little Mouse was like he had been injected with chicken blood, taking advantage of inertia, speeding up faster and faster...

  Man blocks Buddha, Buddha blocks man, Wu Ming stepped on a small mouse with an aura like a rainbow, passed through the levels and beheaded generals, overtook countless cars, and exploded in front of countless people's eyes, making people sigh in amazement!

  ...have seen pedaling tricycles, pedaling bicycles, but pedaling motorcycles is truly rare, and this unknown "pedaling brother" has created a miracle of human power mechanics. He tells us that riding a motorcycle doesn't necessarily require burning gasoline. In this era of promoting environmental protection, the "pedaling brother" sets a good example for us with his actions... (China Ocean News)

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  With the gas tank filled up, Wu Ming drove his Little Mouse into the city.

  Zhonghai City Punan District Yulin Hospital, specializing in infertility treatment, with a male specialty department. This is a relatively large-scale comprehensive hospital, also with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular departments.

  When registering, the nurse had a suspicious expression, and Wu Ming explained again that he was there for his head.

  It's because of his brain problem, so he went to the wrong department.

  The male specialist in the crowded hospital, and the neurology department that can confuse even a clever person, Wu Ming could only sigh at the profoundness of Chinese culture, where misunderstandings can arise from just one word!

  The Department of Neurology and Psychiatry surprisingly hung a large red banner with the words "Goddess of Mercy Sending Children, Wonderful Hands Reviving Spring", Wu Ming always felt like he had walked into the wrong door.

  The old expert was still very enthusiastic and knowledgeable, often quoting classics when speaking, and liked to savor the words: "Amnesia is a mental barrier, life is predetermined by heaven, one must follow suit, treating the heart is primary, medicine is secondary..."

  I've knocked my head and lost my memory!

  It was originally caused by traumatic brain injury, so let's start with a B-ultrasound, ECG, EEG, and then blood tests, urine tests, blood pressure measurement, and blood glucose measurement...

  After Wu Ming had been tossed about for several hours, the old expert waved his hand and wrote out a large stack of prescriptions, costing 3,800 yuan.

  Does it work after eating?

  The old expert becomes mysterious again: recovering memory is a matter of chance, maybe on a certain day in a certain year and month, or it may be in the next hour, minute, second...

  Wu Ming was no longer in the mood to listen to the old expert's nonsense, saying things that sounded so mysterious and obscure. He just wanted to make the trap more hidden. As soon as he left the office, he directly threw the prescription into the trash can...

  I'm suffering from amnesia, not brain damage, it's a three-point poison medicine, what's the point of taking medicine that can't cure the disease!

  Man leaves name, Wu Ming is about to pour out his indignation on the white ceramic tiles of the hospital toilet, wanting to urinate out a classic phrase, but an advertisement for a certificate on the white wall catches his attention!

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  Out of the hospital, Wu Ming dialed the mysterious phone number, and a loud, ringing sound filled the air: "Sister bravely walks forward, walks forward, don't look back..."

  The phone was answered and a man's voice said: "Boss, are you handling licenses?"

  Wu Ming wiped away his cold sweat and got straight to the point: "I want to get a real ID card."

  "Big brother, are you teasing me?"

  Wu Ming coughed lightly and adjusted his words, saying: "Let me put it this way, I am a person without a household registration or identity."

  "Black household?" The man on the phone asked, and then continued: "This black household needs to go through more procedures to handle the household registration certificate. Are you looking for someone to handle it for you?"

  "Alright..." Wu Ming nodded and said, "Can you help with this?"

  "If you trust me, I can help you with it, but the cost might be very high..."

  "No problem!"

  "Then let's meet and talk!"

  Two people agreed to meet at a park, an hour later, Wu Ming saw the person who was handling his papers, a young man with a sly and cunning look, wearing a shirt, tie and carrying a briefcase, even though he was dressed in urban white-collar attire, but still gave off a feeling of being out of place, like a beggar wearing dragon robes that still showed three points of poverty!

  Young people introduced the process of handling ID cards and specific fees. Wu Ming didn't say a word, directly took out 15,000 yuan.

  Then, Wu Ming took the fake ID of "Gao Caisheng" to take a photo. Two big men squeezed onto a small motorcycle, attracting many passersby's attention and whispers.

  Hero, I hope you have an unregretful love affair!

  The moment Wu Ming took off his wig, he became the brightest spot in the entire photo studio, dazzling and eye-catching.

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