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Chapter 725

Chapter 725

The car arrived at the Shangri-La door.

The five big men couldn't even open the car door.

The waiters of Shangri-La are somewhat despised by renting and rarely take the initiative to open the door for customers who are renting. When they see this rental car, they deliberately treat it as air, but they just don’t come forward.

After a moment of silence in the car, Zhang Zizhou could only shout to the driver: "Damn it, you're blind? I don't know how to help open the door?"

The driver was a little annoyed and said, "Then you pay the fare first, 10,000 yuan, you agreed."

Zhang Zizhou said: "You help me open the car door, and after getting off the car, you take it out of my pocket. My arm was injured and I couldn't move."

The driver had to get out of the car and help them open the door.

Immediately afterwards, five people covered in blood finally got out of the car.

They were covered in bruises and had big sloppy words engraved on their foreheads, so they looked scary and very eye-catching.

So, when they appeared, they instantly attracted the attention of everyone around them, and even more so, subconsciously let out a harsh ridicule.

"What's wrong with these people? They actually engraved words on their foreheads. Are they doing performance art? Hahaha, it's so interesting, I'm so laughing!"

"Yes, I have lived for most of my life and have seen many artists, some pretending to be begging on the streets, some use needles to draw ink, and do a few snails to paint on paper. I have never seen such a weird thing before, and I have carved it down. The words are so ugly!”

"This situation has really opened my eyes. In my opinion, these people are both good at eating the rich second generation who snatched shit on Douyin some time ago!"

"Brother, you reminded me of what you said. I have to take a photo and post it on Douyin so that netizens across the country can see these weird things in our Jinling. At that time, the number of clicks will not exceed one million?"

"Yes, yes, everyone hurry up and take a photo. After passing this village, there will be no such store!"

As he was talking, someone took out his mobile phone, opened Douyin, clicked on the video to shoot, and posted the desolate appearance of Zhang Zizhou and others directly online.

When Zhang Zizhou saw everyone holding up his cell phone and taking pictures of him wildly, he was furious. He wanted to reach out to cover his forehead, but his arms were completely wiped out and he couldn't lift them up at all.

He was extremely angry and could only blurt out, "What are you taking? Get out of here!"

Everyone was so scared that their bodies trembled because of his fierce appearance. They didn't want to see such a mad dog, so they chose to stop with unsatisfactory intentions and hid far away.

When Zhang Zizhou saw this scene, he was satisfied and immediately took his people to enter the Shangri-La Hotel.

The driver hurriedly stopped him: "Hey hey, you haven't given me the 10,000 yuan you promised!"

Zhang Zizhou stared at him coldly and said angrily: "I'll give it to your mother!"

After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked him out with one kick.

Although his hands have been crippled and his foundation of hard work for many years has been crippled, it is no problem for Zhang Zizhou to hit a taxi driver.

After he kicked him, he immediately said to the four people around him: "Damn it, kick him to death with me!"

The four people immediately rushed up and kicked the taxi driver hard.


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