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Sun Haoran held his phone, but he could no longer use it.

This phone had accompanied him for two years. Although it was a pity, it should be replaced.

Qian Hua frowned and said," Who is that girl to Young Master Sun? Do you want me to get someone to arrest them?"”

Sun Haoran said," Forget it. We're classmates. Let her go for now."”These were all small matters. He would deal with them later.

Sun Haoran knew that if Qian Hua and the others were to handle this, Shen Xinglan and the others would be crippled if not dead. The matter was not that serious. After all, they were classmates. He would wait for a suitable opportunity to intimidate them.

Qian Hua took the car keys and said," Then, Young Master Sun, where are you going? Why don't I send you a driver for this car?”

Sun Haoran glanced at the car key and then at the sports car next to him. It was a Bentley Continental, priced at around four million. It was a very flashy roadster.

The car was silver-white and had a faint luster.

Sun Haoran liked it very much. However, he thought about how Qian Hua must have some ulterior motive for spending four million yuan on him.

Hence, she reluctantly gave up the car and said," President Qian, what happened yesterday is already in the past. It wasn't your fault. Go back. I can't take the car, and I won't."”

Qian Hua smiled and said," Young Master Sun, I'll send you off then. Since I've already bought this car and have nothing to do, I'll drive it to send you off."”

When Sun Haoran heard this, he thought about it and said," Alright, how much is this car of yours? I'll give it to you, and then you can transfer the ownership of the car to me."”

Qian Hua said," You can drive the car first. You can pay me later. There's no rush."”

Sun Haoran thought about it. Anyway, I will pay you sooner or later. It's fine to drive this car.

" Alright, then it's a deal. You can resell this car to me," Sun Haoran said.

Qian Hua was overjoyed and immediately said happily," Then, Young Master Sun, I'll send you off and be your chauffeur. You won't reject me, right?"”

Seeing that Qian Hua kept sticking to him, Sun Haoran knew that he definitely had something to do. He also wanted to take this opportunity to ask what it was and see if he could help.

Hence, he nodded.

The two of them got into the car and drove to Super Golden Cauldron Entertainment.

Jinding Entertainment Company was located in Jinghai Square, east of Gui City. There was a large beach next to it.

It was a seaside park. It was very beautiful and quiet.

At this moment, there were many people gathered in the square. It seemed that something strange had happened.

Qian Hua parked the car in the parking lot next to Jinding Entertainment. Sun Haoran saw the scene in the square. It didn't seem simple.

At the eastern corner of the square, a young man stood in the crowd. He was wearing a camouflage vest, revealing the muscles on his arms. He was very explosive.

In front of him was a piece of cardboard, on which a few large, crooked words had been written in crayons: Ten thousand for one punch. If you kill him, you won't be responsible. You're welcome to fight.

F * ck, there are people who earn money like this? Sun Haoran couldn't help but feel interested and squeezed into the crowd.

The young man had a worried look on his face, but it could not hide the heroic air between his brows.

Short hair, sword-like eyebrows, and a gaze as sharp as lightning. Just a glance at him gave off a soul-stirring feeling.

This person was extraordinary. Sun Haoran's first impression told him that this person must have encountered some difficulties and urgently needed money.

However, as a martial artist, he did not know how to make money, so he came up with such a clumsy method.

Sun Haoran guessed from this person's posture that he must be a retired soldier and was very skilled.

Thinking of his own experiences over the past few years, Sun Haoran couldn't help but feel pity for this young man. He wanted to help this young man.

"Hey, is this true? "" A young master with hair that fell back walked into the crowd and stared at the words on the cardboard." Ten thousand for one punch. You won't be responsible if you kill him. You're welcome to fight." Haha, I'll give you ten punches."

One look and one could tell that this second generation rich kid was a silkpants. He was in his twenties, dressed in fancy clothes, had earrings, and was followed by a group of bodyguards.

Each and every one of them was still acting arrogantly.

It seemed like he was a young master from some family.

When the young man heard this, he thought that he had business. He immediately raised his cold face and looked at the second generation." Brother, ten punches is fine, but you have to pay first."”

The second generation heir sneered." Call first. You'll get the money."”

The young man said," Alright then." He puffed out his chest, got into a horse stance, and said," Do it!”

He actually believed this second generation rich kid.

The second generation heir smiled." It seems like you have some skills. I'll do it first."”

Facing the young man, the second generation young master pretended to be in a horse stance and then suddenly punched at the young man.

Puff--

The young man did not move.

Puff! Puff!

The second generation heir punched twice in succession, but the young man did not move at all, as if he did not scratch him at all.

" Made," the second generation master scolded." Watch how I deal with you."”

He waved at the bodyguards behind him and said," You guys, come up and beat him up.”

A group of bodyguards rushed over happily. They wanted to seize the opportunity to show off in front of their master and rush forward.

The young man did not move at all. His fists and kicks landed on his body as if nothing had happened.

"Eleven, twelve, twenty, twenty-one, thirty, forty"

After the young man reached ten, he actually began to count down. The number of punches and kicks on his body increased, adding up to 400,000.

"Alright, stop. What a bunch of f * cking trash. They stood there for you to hit, but you didn't even manage to hit them.”

The second generation heir looked at his group of bodyguards and felt that they were really embarrassing. He glared at them and said,"You don't have to work anymore. You'll pay the bill and leave today."

The group of bodyguards had ugly expressions, but they did not dare to express their dissatisfaction. They stood at the side and watched the subsequent developments.

The second generation heir didn't bother about them anymore. He said to the young man," You're not bad. I'll give you 400,000 yuan. You'll follow me from now on. I'll give you another 500,000 yuan every year. How about it?"”

The young man shook his head and said," I'm an artist, not a prostitute. Just give me 400,000 yuan."”

"Hehe, you still have some backbone, but you can't do it here.”The second generation heir stared at the young man and said," If you don't follow me, you can forget about getting the 400,000 yuan.”

"Is that so?" The young man raised his eyebrows and shot a dim light at the second generation heir. His voice became cold.

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