"Who are you? Get out of here and don't block my way!"

Seeing Han Dong step forward and reach out to shake hands with him, Hua Jinglun took a look at Han Dong's dress and directly reached out to push him aside.

Then he hurriedly walked towards Chen Bahuang.

It made Han Dong very embarrassed!

However, before Hua Jinglun could come to Chen Bahuang, he was stopped by several Han Dong's brothers from the street bombing party.

"Old man, what are your attitudes? Our Brother Dong shook hands with you and looked down on you. He dared to push us Brother Dong. Are you impatient in your life?"

Several street bombers rely on the large number of people and are used to being domineering on the streets. Most people hide far away when they see them, which often leads to their own feelings and the illusion that everyone in Xingcheng is afraid of them when they see them.

Seeing that Hua Jinglun dared to push their boss Han Dong, several young men held the machete with anger and stopped Hua Jinglun in front of him. They raised their heads at 45 degrees and asked Hua Jinglun with an arrogant look.

When Hua Jinglun saw that these young people stopped him without knowing how to do anything, he frowned and looked back at Han Dong.

This scene scared Han Dong so much that he almost pissed his pants.

Before his street-fighting guys could say the second sentence, he rushed over and kicked the street-fighting guy away with one kick.

"You are so blind, right? Even our richest man in Xingcheng, Mr. Hua, dare you disrespect me. You want to kill me and inherit my Huabei, right?"

Han Dong said, but he was still not satisfied, so he kicked a few more people.

His street-blowing guys were stunned by his actions.

They obviously wanted to safeguard Dong Ge's dignity, but Dong Ge said he was killing him.

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"Mr. Hua, I'm sorry, my name is Han Dong. Xingcheng South Logistics belongs to my family. These little guys are ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as them!"

After Han Dong taught his younger brother a lesson, he immediately apologized to Hua Jinglun.

"snort!"

Hua Jinglun snorted coldly, and saw that there was no one in front of him, so he immediately walked towards Chen Bahuang quickly.

"Master Eighth Master, what about these people who didn't do you?"

Hua Jinglun originally wanted to call Bahuang directly, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that calling Bazheng was more appropriate.

"I'm fine, but the motorcycle I borrowed is so bad that it's a bit hard to explain to my sister Yue Ru!"

Chen Bahuang glanced at the motorcycle and said helplessly.

When Hua Jinglun heard Chen Bahuang's words, he frowned.

I always feel that the identity of Baye Master is a bit inappropriate to this motorcycle. For an identity like Baye Master, at least the number of Rolls-Royce, Maybach, etc.

And there are also a large number of bodyguards to avoid losing their identity.

However, thinking of what Zhuge Banxian said to him, the Eighth Master is in trouble now.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved.

"Han Dong, right? What's going on?"

Hua Jinglun turned to Han Dong and asked him, and he didn't dare to ask the Ba Master directly, as he seemed disrespectful, so he had to turn to ask Han Dong, the young owner of Southern Logistics.

"This is because I accidentally knocked down Ba...ye's motorcycle. How much is it? Can I pay for it?"

When Han Dong heard Hua Jinglun's words, he stuttered and said with an ugly look on his face.

"This is my sister Yueru's beloved car. I have been with me for many years. If I have feelings for her, she may not be happy even if she loses new things!"

After hearing Han Dong's words, Chen Bahuang said seriously.

"This... what do you want, Ba Jun?"

Han Dong no longer dared to look down on others like before.

This guy in front of him is the existence of Hua Jinglun, the richest man in Xingcheng, who even had to call him a master. He just now regarded him as a loser.

When Han Dong thought of this, he felt cold sweat.

"My requirements are not high, just fix it exactly the same as before!"

Chen Bahuang said to Han Dong jokingly.

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Han Dong was in a dilemma now.

The motorcycle's trunk and mirror are rotten, and it is impossible to repair it to its original appearance.

"Have you heard Ba Jun's words? If you don't repair Ba Jun's car, I will let your Han family's Southern Logistics go bankrupt tomorrow!"

Hua Jinglun could see that the Eighth Master wanted to make things difficult for boy Han Dong, so he immediately put pressure on the other party.

When Han Dong heard Hua Jinglun's words, he trembled in his heart and knelt in front of the two of them with a thud.

"Mr. Hua, Master Eighth Master, please let me go. I will never dare to do it again. Will I take a detour immediately when I see Master Eighth Master?"

When Han Dong thought that if their family went bankrupt due to his own reasons, his father would definitely have cut him alive.

Thinking of Chen Bahuang telling him before that he could kneel down and beg for mercy as long as he called someone, he would kneel down without saying a word!

"Master Eighth Master, look...if you don't let him pay some money!"

Hua Jinglun was a little moved when he saw Han Dong kneeling down. The young man nowadays was very proud. Han Dong could kneel for their family, which proved that he was a real man who could bend and stretch.

It is not easy for such a person to make things difficult for the other party.

He turned to look at Chen Bahuang and said.

At the same time, I also want to see how this Eighth Master is. Will he be as arrogant as those playboys and are unreasonable.

"Since President Hua pleads for you, I don't want to make things difficult for you too much. Just pay 200,000 yuan!"

When Chen Bahuang thought that this bastard wanted to pay 200,000 yuan just now, Chen Bahuang would fight back.

Moreover, I will have to pay the Mercedes-Benz 600 maintenance fee later.

If the lion speaks loudly, I don’t know if it’s 200,000 yuan!

As soon as Chen Bahuang said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Even if this motorcycle is a new one, it only costs ten thousand yuan, and can be bought for a second-hand one for only a thousand yuan.

Chen Bahuang's car is now just a broken trunk and mirror, and he actually asks for 200,000 yuan.

Everyone was shocked.

However, no one felt that Chen Bahuang had done too much.

These street bombers often gather to cause trouble and have seriously disturbed the people. However, these people are so fierce that no one dares to provoke them, let alone care about them.

Moreover, even if these people were arrested in the bureau, they did not do anything that violated the criminal law and could not be sentenced to jail. They could only be detained for a few days to educate them, and after paying some fines, they came out again.

Now, some people come out to rectify these people, but they don’t have time to support them.

Moreover, many people know that Han Dong, the rich second generation, blackmailed Chen Bahuang 200,000 first.

Chen Bahuang retaliated for tooth, which was completely reasonable!

"I'll compensate you this!"

Han Dong originally wanted to say that Chen Bahuang had blackmailed, but when he saw Hua Jinglun aside, he swallowed his words and gritted his teeth and admitted it.

Take out the pocket money this month and pay it to Chen Bahuang.

After the two transferred the money, Han Dong drove away with his brothers from the street bombing party.

Chen Bahuang walked directly to the luxury car of Mercedes-Benz 600, pointed at the car and looked at the many onlookers.

"Is the owner of this Mercedes-Benz at the scene?"

Chen Bahuang asked after looking around for a week.

"At... here!"
Chapter completed!