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Chapter 412 Shock the audience!

A group of men who were arrogant and arrogant one moment were all shouting in terror the next moment.

They just hated their parents for giving birth to two legs. One was running faster than the other, crawling and rolling to hide on both sides of the car.

There was an unlucky guy who ran a little slower, and his leg was instantly run over by the wheel on the left front.

The vehicle tilted slightly, and the unlucky man outside screamed loudly, frightening everyone in and out of the car to scream.

Seeing this, the buses behind them also seized the opportunity, followed the car in front one after another, and drove away from here without any danger.

After the smoke and dust passed, tranquility returned. On this secluded road, only the people brought by Han Jiulin and Wang Mingzhe were left, confronting each other.

Perhaps, only Wang Mingzhe thought that Han Jiulin was confronting them.

Because in Han Jiulin's eyes, Wang Mingzhe, dozens of people, are not qualified for him to face him seriously.

He was tall and arrogant, and walked towards Feng Qingshu.

Feng Qingshu was forced into the car. Through the car window, he watched Han Jiulin walking straight towards him surrounded by enemies. He felt worried and moved in his heart. His tears were like broken pearls, flowing down.

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"Stop! Do you still want to act like a hero and save a beauty in front of so many of us?"

A strong man with a short haircut and a ferocious scar on his face was the first to stop in front of Han Jiulin and glared angrily: "You injured three of my brothers, I will break three of your legs!"

At this time, the distance between the two people was five meters.

A cold light flashed across Han Jiulin's eyes, and his indifferent eyes were like looking at an ant.

From afar, he waved to this person.

Just like swatting a mosquito flying in front of you, it is understated and extremely casual.

However, the next moment, the big man with a short head looked like he had been hit by a high-speed vehicle. He huddled together, his face was distorted, and he let out a scream, soared into the air, flew out with a bang, and hit the Ferrari three meters away.

above!

With a bang, a big hole was made in the roof of the expensive Ferrari!

Wang Mingzhe, who was leaning against the front of the Ferrari in a pose that he thought was very stylish, was so frightened that he jumped out of the car like a frightened rabbit and almost peed his pants.

Everyone present, one by one, was stunned and looked frightened.

Many people were holding steel pipes and other equipment in their hands just a moment ago.

The next moment, he swallowed his saliva, hid the equipment behind his back, and put on a kind and harmless face.

Han Jiulin's method of photographing a strong man with a short head flying from the air is too sensational!

Faced with such inhuman means, these guys who usually bullied the weak and feared the strong, were all frightened out of their wits.

Without any further obstruction, Han Jiulin came to the vehicle where Feng Qingshu was standing still.

Han Jiulin stopped and looked flatly at the man who forced Feng Qingshu into the car and then stood guard outside the car. He didn't say a word, but he was very oppressive!

The man's scalp was numb under Han Jiulin's gaze, his legs were weak, and he couldn't breathe smoothly.

The whole process of staring lasted about ten seconds, and the air seemed to condense.

Han Jiulin opened his lips slightly and said only one word: "You"

As soon as he said the word "you", the man trembled all over, knelt down directly on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Brother! Uncle! I was wrong. I am an old man and a young man. My son is still eating milk powder."

, please, spare me once! Spare me once!"

Han Jiulin was silent for a moment and said, "Have I ever said what I'm going to do to you?"

The man was startled for a moment, and showed a look of rejoicing that he had survived the disaster.

"Open the car door." Han Jiulin nodded slightly and signaled.

The man didn't dare to talk nonsense. He immediately got up and opened the car door diligently and respectfully.

Looking at Feng Qingshu in the car, Han Jiulin reached out to help him out and asked: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Feng Qingshu held back tears and shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm not injured."

The man who opened the car door on the side saw this and bravely said: "Brother, you and eldest sister are chatting. If there is nothing to do, I will leave first."

He was frightened now standing in front of Han Jiulin and wished he could stay far away from Han Jiulin.

Han Jiulin frowned slightly, pointed at Wang Mingzhe and said, "Don't worry, go and get the wooden box in his hand first."

The man looked embarrassed and said: "Brother, I am just a small person and it is not convenient to take it. Why don't you go over and talk to Mr. Wang yourself?"

Han Jiulin's face suddenly turned cold and he asked: "You are a little person, but you have a strong presence when you push my friend into the car!"

The man shrank his neck in fright and when he wanted to say something, Han Jiulin said in a cold voice: "Go get it or die, you choose one!"

The man was so frightened that he peed his pants and said quickly: "I'll get it, I'll get it!"

The man ran to Wang Mingzhe and said with a mournful face: "Young Master Wang, you heard it too, let's return the things to their original owners! Can you give me this box?"

Wang Mingzhe slapped the man on the face and yelled: "Get the fuck out of here! You useless trash, I feed you all day long, but when something happens, I'm a coward!"

I don’t need you to teach me how to do things!”

The man rubbed his face, feeling extremely embarrassed, but he did not dare to show his dissatisfaction. He could not afford to offend people on both sides. He was in a dilemma for a while and did not know what to do.

Wang Mingzhe kicked the man away, glared at Han Jiulin, and shouted: "You want this jade, right? Yes, but you must first return my ninety million to me!"

Han Jiulin's face was calm and he said with a slight smile: "Young Master Wang, you should understand the principle of accepting defeat in a bet. You use jade that does not belong to you in exchange for money that does not belong to you. What is the meaning of this?"

"Fuck you! I raised those 90 million with one phone call after another!" Wang Mingzhe cursed loudly. Thinking of how confident and confident he was when he asked Wang Shoushi and his friends to raise money, he became angry and angry.

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He patted the roof of his Ferrari, which had a hole in it, and shouted: "Not only do you have to pay back the original 90 million, you also have to pay for my car!"

Han Jiulin's initially half-smiling expression gradually turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "I've warned you before, use polite words when speaking."

"Fuck you, you're so polite!" At this time, Wang Mingzhe's anger towards Han Jiulin had gone beyond fear. He even wanted to kill Han Jiulin, so how could he pay attention to his words?

Of course, just say whatever curse words feel good to you!

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