The car window closed silently and the curtain was drawn again.

Lin Yue took two steps back.

Gu Shihong said: "I told you a long time ago, it won't work."

Didi didi...

Didi didi...

The sound of vehicle horns was heard again from behind.

Lin Yue turned around and walked out.

"Gu Lei, what are you doing?"

Gu Shihong asked a few questions but received no response, thinking that he had gone out to work on his car. After all, parking on the roadside would result in a sticker, and Wanziyuan Community was the focus of traffic police attention.

Looking back at the long queue of traffic, the old man was almost dying of anxiety.

"Teacher Gu."

"ah?"

Gu Shihong turned around under the guidance of the property staff and found that Gu Lei had left and returned with a...hammer in his hand?

He glanced to the side and suddenly realized that his son had not parked the car outside, but had gone to the security room next to the gate to get a hammer.

Get a hammer?

Get a hammer...

Get the hammer!

"Gu Lei, what do you want to do?"

Gu Shihong watched him walk straight towards the Rolls-Royce. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. He raised the hammer high and struck it down hard.

Snapped……

The cab window was shattered and glass shards were sprayed everywhere.

Snapped.

The glass in the back row of the cab was shattered. Shi Zhiwei, who was sitting on the sofa, was so frightened that his face changed. He screamed, and the broken glass was splashed all over him. He waved his hands like a frightened chicken and desperately shrank to the right.

The walkie-talkie was also thrown to the ground, and the younger brother's voice came from inside asking him what happened.

There was a long queue behind the Rolls-Royce. Many drivers were waiting anxiously. Some stuck their heads out of the car windows and honked their horns wildly, some were smoking impatiently with a cigarette between their legs, and some were desperately talking on the phone.

Know whether you are explaining to customers or explaining to family members...

Anyway, it felt like time passed very slowly. Everyone was listless at first, but as Lin Yue raised the hammer and hit it like this, everyone was no longer sleepy or bored. Some people stretched their necks, some opened the skylight, and some just went straight.

Get out of the car and run forward.

That's a Rolls-Royce. A piece of car window glass costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and this guy actually smashed it?

"I'm going to tell you, a rich man would dare to smash a Rolls-Royce." The bald man driving the Ford SUV shuddered and dropped his cigarette to the ground.

Behind the Rolls-Royce was a Mercedes-Benz C-Class. The owner was so scared that he didn't dare to honk the horn and even lifted the car to the back for fear that he would be involved. There might be some kind of dispute or something like this. 1.5 million yuan.

I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for the three risks.

"Ah? What are you doing?"

"Ah? What are you doing?"

"Ah, what are you doing?!"

Every time Lin Yue broke a piece of glass, Shi Zhiwei kept reading endlessly in the carriage. His face was so pale that no blood could be seen, and there were glass particles on his head.

It was only then that Gu Shihong realized that he didn't recognize the Rolls-Royce logo. The property management staff did. When he heard that this thing was a Rolls-Royce, his face turned green. The car had the shadow of a famous tree, and his son

If someone smashed his car like this, what compensation would he get? Should he sell his house?

"Gu Lei, Gu Lei... don't smash it, stop it."

The father almost didn't give a kiss to the son. The anxious and painful look on his face looked like someone was cutting his flesh with a knife.

Duo.

The little golden man in front of the car was hit by a hammer. When Lin Yue stopped to take a breath, Gu Shihong finally found a chance to snatch the hammer from his hand. At this time, a group of people were already surrounding him three times inside and outside.

There are a lot of people smashing used cars on Douyin, but not one of them smashed Rolls-Royces in the past three to five years. Such a wonderful scene was staged at the gate of the community today. If you missed this excitement, wouldn’t you regret it for the rest of your life?

In one word, cool.

Two words, so cool.

Three words, so damn cool.

It’s so relaxing to watch and so satisfying to watch.

A good dog doesn't block the road, but you deserve it if you block the door!

Many drivers were not in a hurry to go out. They were pointing around the Rolls-Royce and barely applauded Lin Yue.

When Shi Zhiwei saw the hammer being taken away by Gu Shihong, he realized that his life was not in danger and quickly shook off the glass particles on his body and got out of the carriage.

Lin Yue said: "Let me ask you again, move or not?"

Shi Zhiwei pointed at him and said, "I'm telling you, you're dead. If you smashed my car, you can't even afford to pay for it."

"Is it……"

"What kind of attitude do you have, oh, Teacher Gu, you are going to be famous because of your son again, but it is different from before. This time you are on TV." Shi Zhiwei changed the target of instruction: "I called people from the TV station to come and let everyone comment.

Comment, look at how your property owners committee and the property management team worked together to not only increase the parking fees in the community at will, but also smashed the cars in public."

With a long slender head, a donkey face, small round eyes, concave sideburns, a fierce look and a soft-spoken Shanghainese dialect, he looks very funny no matter how he looks at him.

But Gu Shihong couldn't laugh, he was almost mad at his son.

"How dare you smash that car? His car is worth dozens of your BMWs. You, you, you are in big trouble. Your sister and I can't save you this time."

Lin Yue looked back at him, narrowed his eyes and said, "You can't save me, but sister can."

Gu Shihong blinked: "You won't be interested in your sister's money again, will you?"

Lin Yue chuckled: "If I said you don't have to pay a penny, would you believe it?"

Gu Shihong expressed disbelief, and the property management staff also thought he was joking.

Lin Yue didn't say much, walked up to the Rolls-Royce without the statuette, took out his mobile phone and took a photo, looked at Shi Zhiwei and said: "Boss Shi, this car doesn't belong to you, does it?"

"This...isn't mine but yours?"

"Don't think I don't know. You borrowed this car from Zhan Xiang, right? Then what do you think about the relationship between Zhan Xiang and my sister? If I smashed his car, can he ask me to compensate?"

"this……"

Shi Zhiwei felt that he had met a gangster.

How could he do this?

The Rolls-Royce does belong to Zhan Xiang. He got married with a friend and borrowed the reason why he wanted the car to look good. Now because the door was blocked, Gu Lei smashed the car in anger. If Zhan Xiang is held accountable... Gu Qingyu will

how to think?

So Zhanxiang can only grit his teeth and swallow the bitter pill. How will he be treated for having defrauded trust and directly led to the incident?

"Gu...Teacher Gu, your son is so unreasonable, don't you care about him?"

When Gu Shihong saw that Shi Zhiwei was timid, he remembered his attitude towards him just now and spread his hands: "How can I care? He has strong wings now, and he won't listen to his father anymore."

This is really not a shirking of responsibility. Just look at what your son has done during these days. Have you listened to his advice on anything?

"You are the director of our community's property committee, and you are also a teacher. How can you ignore your own son's affairs?" Shi Zhiwei was very excited, with a hint of broken voice at the end.

Ding Ding Dong...

At this moment, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Zhan Xiang calling.

He looked up at the car again. It was in such a bad shape. How dare he answer it? Then he pressed the hang up button.

Ding Ding Dong...

The phone rang again.

He continued to hang up.

Ring again.

Hang up again.

After doing this five or six times, the phone stopped ringing. He just breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Zhan Xiang didn't call him, but called Lin Yue instead.

"Shi Zhiwei!"

As the hands-free was turned on, Zhanxiang's roar came from the speaker.

Lin Yue handed the phone to Shi Zhiwei's face.

The owner of the foot washing city saw that he couldn't escape, so he could only bite the bullet and call out "Brother Xiang".
To be continued...