Three hundred and fiftieth eight chapters anger split Ferrari
"No, it's okay." Tears kept rolling down the little girl's eyes, and she moved her hands to the side with difficulty.
"Okay, we're in a hurry, give her some money, maybe she'll be a loser again, that's what you Chinese are like, huh." On the passenger side next to her, there was a man wearing wide sunglasses who looked about thirty-seven or eighty-eight years old.
The man spoke carelessly in broken Chinese.
"Yes." After hearing the words, the bald man was not angry at all. Instead, he nodded respectfully. Then he stretched out his hand and threw out two red Mr. Mao cards, and stretched his head out of the car window to see the little girl still lying on the ground.
, hummed: "It's good that you're not dead, kid, this money is for you, take it."
Two red bills flew and fell one after another.
Woo woo woo.
Bursts of blue smoke rose from the Ferrari's exhaust pipe, and a smooth roar sounded.
The wheels moved slowly, and the Ferrari was like a wild horse running wildly.
Deng Deng.
Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the side, turned around, and rushed towards the Ferrari that had started.
"Damn it, you're looking for death." The bald man yelled, and it was too late to apply the brakes.
The people passing by all around also screamed in surprise, and the timid ones turned their heads directly, unable to bear to see the scene of blood splattering.
At the moment when he was about to hit the car, He Zhenzhong's eyes narrowed slightly, he stamped his right foot on the ground, jumped up, his body flew into the air, and with a thud, he knelt on one knee on the front cover of the Ferrari, and then rounded the ax in his hand.
call.
A cold light flashed.
The heavy fire ax fell and hit the Ferrari's windshield directly.
boom.
Snapped.
In an instant, glass shards flew everywhere, and the frightening cracks on the windshield spread out, like a spider web. The ax in He Zhenzhong's hand had already been chopped in, and it was deeply embedded in the steering wheel with a bang.
superior.
Zizzi.
The Ferrari wheels scraped against the ground and stopped.
Boom.
The Ferrari shook heavily, and the trunk jumped up, revealing a carriage full of red roses.
The bald man looked frightened, his face was pale, and he stared at the fire ax that was shining coldly in front of him. His whole body was shaking slightly.
"What, what's wrong?" The guy next to him said his voice was trembling.
"Someone is attacking us." The bald man's tone was gloomy, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. There was a burning sting on his face, and there were a lot of glass shards stuck in it, so his face might have been disfigured.
"I'll count to three, get out of here!"
"Who are you? Are you looking for death?" When he came to his senses, the bald man was also angry, exuding a fierce aura.
He Zhenzhong's face was full of anger. He pulled out the ax stuck in the windshield and pointed at the bald man in the driver's seat. "I told you to get off. Are you unable to understand human speech or are you deaf?"
≈ap;ap;#;The bald man gritted his teeth, opened the car door, looked at He Zhenzhong gloomily, and cursed angrily: "Are you sick? Do you know what kind of car this is? Let me tell you, this is a Ferrari.
, three to four million, can you, a poor soldier, afford it?"
"one."
He Zhenzhong shouted coldly and swung the raised ax down fiercely.
boom.
The entire windshield shattered with a crash, and glass shards flew everywhere.
"Ah." The man in the passenger seat screamed in fright, shook his hands, pushed open the door, and hurried over.
"Uncle PLA, I'm fine." The little girl burst into tears. She was really frightened. After all, she was still a little girl. She had never seen such a heated scene.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong jumped out of the car, squatted down, gently lifted the little girl up, raised his hand, and wiped the tears on her face, "Don't be afraid, your uncle will make the decision for you."
The little girl didn't speak. She just clutched He Zhenzhong's military uniform tightly, as if she had found a backbone.
"Uncle PLA, well done."
"It's just that these guys are too arrogant and think that a few bad guys are great."
"that is."
"The police are here and we will testify for you."
The people watching all started talking loudly.
"What are you making a fuss about? Are you looking for death?" The bald man yelled at the onlookers, then turned his head and looked at He Zhenzhong, "What do you think we should do? Uncle PLA." The last four words, he is
Word after word was squeezed out from between the teeth.
He stood up, swung the ax and put it on his shoulder with a roar. He Zhenzhong stared at the bald man with a fierce face, shook the ax and said lightly: "What, do you want to do it?"
The man looked at the bright ax in He Zhenzhong's hand, swallowed hard, and glanced at the shattered car window again. He shuddered violently. He couldn't move his hands, so he put the ax down first.
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"Humph, are you Chinese so incompetent?" The man's face still looked frightened. This was the first time in his life that he was so frightened that he almost peed.
"Korean?" He Zhenzhong frowned and looked at that guy. Could it be another famous actor?
"Huh." The guy snorted, nodded in disbelief, looked at He Zhenzhong, and said, "You don't know me?"
He Zhenzhong sneered, "You Koreans just get plastic surgery for nothing. You all look the same. The devil knows who you are."
"You." The guy was so angry that his body was shaking.
"Hey, isn't that Mr. Song Chengxa?"
"No wonder, it looks so familiar. Are there so many roses to pursue the fairy sister Yifei?"
Some of the young girls watching nearby whispered.
He Zhenzhong is even more unfavorable. He came to China to make money, injured people, and dared to be so arrogant. He even wanted to steal Chinese women and go back to optimize their genes. It was really disgusting.
He raised the ax in his hand.
call.
Deng Deng Deng.
The bald man and Song Chengxa both quickly took two steps back, their faces full of horror.
He Zhenzhong just put the ax down, took out two red bills from his pocket, and threw them over, "Since you're not dead, just take this money and get out."
The bald man was so angry that his mouth was smoking. Isn't this what he said to that kid just now?
Soon, the sound of sirens came and someone called the police.
"Don't think it's great just because you're a member of the People's Liberation Army. Just wait." The bald man pointed at He Zhenzhong.