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"F * ck you, how dare you touch my friend?”
When he thought of how Yang Zi had taken care of him when he first came to Tianhai, Chen Shi could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
He did not care about the damage that the uneven ground on the construction site would cause to the Maserati sports car. He immediately changed gears and stepped on the accelerator. The 460 horsepower power of the V8 engine, at a speed of 6000 revolutions per second, made the entire sports car seem to come alive, roaring like a beast.
Facing the crowd, he stepped on the accelerator!
F * ck! He was indifferent to life and death. If he was not convinced, he would fight!
The man surnamed Wen was slapping Yang Mingjun to his heart's content. Suddenly, there was a roar behind him.
"Wen Gong! Run!"
“cao! Why did a sports car come in?"
"Driving on our bumpy land, wouldn't such a low base be useless?”
"Lunatic! This was a lunatic! He's driving towards us!"
The crowd dispersed amidst the screams and fear.
The literary worker only had time to look back and saw a black Maserati coming straight at him!
F * ck!
When did I ever provoke such a person?
The shadow of death instantly enveloped him.
Seeing the familiar trident emblem getting closer and closer to him, Wen Gong felt his legs tremble violently and could not exert any strength at all.
"Save me! Save me, f * ck me! Little Rong, give me a hand! Come quickly!"
His voice was laced with tears.
Little Rong, who used to be a lackey, ran as fast as he could as if he was deaf.
Pah! Do you f * cking think I'm stupid!
A monthly salary of more than 6,000 yuan was still acceptable. Isn't it too far from asking me to work hard?
Finally, the Maserati came to a halt a few centimeters away from the worker's horrified eyes.
Looking at the deep tracks left by the sports car tires on the ground, the clerk's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
"Why is this place so damp?"
In his great fear, he, who had yet to regain his senses, wiped his lower body with his hand and brought it to his nose to smell.
The smell of urine!
So he was scared!
"Surround his car!”Seeing that she had made such a big fool of herself, the literary worker screamed like a shrew.
The workers who usually cooperated with him to bully Yang Mingjun didn't seem to have heard him. They stood far away and didn't move.
In this day and age, no one was an idiot.
What brotherhood and friendship?
It was all f * cking fake! Didn't they come here to earn money?
The owner of the Maserati was obviously rich and powerful. If a small worker were to bump into him, he would be in trouble.
"F * ck you! Touch my brothers!" Chen Shi got out of the car. The surrounding workers were like invisible people in his eyes.
He walked up to the bald man and kicked him in the face.
"You…you, I have no grudge against you, how could you hit me?”The man with the surname Wen looked confused.
He saw a young man get out of the car. He had an extraordinary aura when he called him a famous brand. With some experience, he immediately realized that this was an iron plate.
In Tianhai, which family did not have a Tongtian background for such an arrogant young man?
People like them who relied on their connections to take on projects could not afford to offend such second-generation descendants.
"I'm hitting you!" Chen Shi grabbed the bald man's scalp and slammed him onto the ground!
"Go save them!"
"Don't kill the literary worker!"
Seeing that this rich kid was so fierce, the workers couldn't stand it anymore. They had to pull them apart.
"Let's see who dares to come over!" Chen Shi shouted.
His eyes, which were like those of tigers and wolves, swept across the surroundings coldly.
The workers who were eager to try were shocked by the bloodthirsty and cold gaze.
What the f * ck!
Was this a rich second-generation heir or a murderer? Why is his gaze so fierce!
"You! Remember, Yang Zi is my good friend. A scumbag like you is not qualified to touch a single finger of his.”
The usually arrogant and despotic workers at the construction site cowered. He could smell the real killing intent from the young man's words and aura.
"The money that Yang Zi owes you, I will ask him to settle it within three days. Of course, if you're not convinced and want to take revenge on me, you'll have to pay me back. I welcome you!" After saying that, he slapped the bald man hard.
Chen Shi spat at the bald man and walked toward Yang Mingjun, who was leaning against a cement pillar alone.
"Little Yang, are you alright?" Chen Shi asked with concern.
"I'm fine!" Yang Mingjun's left eye was bruised, and his face was red and swollen. However, he still spoke with a firm tone.
"Good! How manly! Let's go!" As he said that, he ignored the dust and sweat on his body and slapped Yang Mingjun's right hand on his shoulder. He helped Yang Mingjun to the front passenger seat of the Maserati.
During the entire process, all the workers stood timidly. No one dared to stop them.
Chen Shi got into the car and turned the steering wheel. The side window was facing the bald man. He rolled down the window and gave the clerk a cold look.
"How should you handle today's matter? Think about it carefully. Don't make everyone very passive in the end. Then don't blame me for being rude to you!”
With that, he stepped on the accelerator and left.
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