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C67 Smash It Once a Hundred Thousand



C67 Smash It Once a Hundred Thousand

"Wait."    

    

Ceng Kai stopped him and looked at Yue Feng once more.    

    

Was this brat here to run errands for his master?    

    

That's right, he was indeed a person who couldn't stand up for others.    

    

Zeng Kai shook his head.    

    

If he was really that close to Shen Yihan, and if he was really someone from the upper echelons, he wouldn't have ended up coming here alone to collect debts.    

    

"Director Zeng, why are you wasting time with this brat? Just throw him out."    

    

The brawny man was still clamoring.    

    

However, Ceng Kai ignored him and said to Yue Feng:    

    

"Our Boss Lu is still in a meeting, why don't you come in first and wait a bit."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Yue Feng nodded and followed Zeng Kai into the company.    

    

Ceng Kai turned his head and winked at the few muscular men. He then pointed at the Maserati, turned around, and walked in.    

    

"Boss Ceng is really brilliant!"    

    

After receiving Ceng Kai's order, they instantly smiled sinisterly. As a result, each of them picked up a baseball bat.    

    

Their tyrannical gazes turned towards the Maserati parked in front of the door.    

    

"Brat, come to our company and act tough. See if your father will smash your car or not!"    

    

They swarmed forward, swinging their clubs.    

    

This is Maserati, it must feel good!    

    

At the same time, Yue Feng leisurely followed behind Ceng Kai.    

    

As they were going upstairs, Yue Feng's cell phone vibrated. Following that, he saw a video.    

    

In the video, it was the scene of those people smashing their cars.    

    

Yue Feng frowned slightly, but did not make any move.    

    

Yue Feng knew that that car had been modified and reinforced. A normal blunt instrument would not be able to cause any damage to the car. At most, the car would be unpainted.    

    

This video was also recorded by the few surveillance cameras installed in the car.    

    

"Since you guys want to play, you should be prepared to pay the price."    

    

These people were unwilling for Yue Feng to come and collect his debts. They had to do something, and in the end they had to bear the consequences themselves.    

    

This was probably the slut of a human.    

    

"Smash it for a hundred thousand, you can smash it."    

    

Yue Feng smiled.    

    

Ye Zichen turned on the AI video recognition function on his phone, and the number of hits on his car appeared on his phone's screen.    

    

Eight hundred thousand, nine hundred thousand …    

    

"Yue Feng, over here."    

    

Without looking back, Zeng Kai continued walking ahead. He had thought that Yue Feng was completely unaware of the matter regarding the car crash.    

    

"Boss Lu is in a meeting, you wait here for a while."    

    

Ceng Kai sneered. He seemed to be able to imagine the scene of Yue Feng getting angry and helpless after seeing a pile of scrap metal outside his door.    

    

Kid, fight with me?    

    

You're too young.    

    

Ceng Kai's eyes flashed with a sinister light. He then closed the door and turned around to leave.    

    

Yue Feng narrowed his eyes and took out his phone.    

    

One million five hundred thousand, one million and six hundred thousand …    

    

The number of people continued to increase.    

    

Those people also didn't give up. After realizing that the car was reinforced, they started to smash it even more madly.    

    

"F * ck, break this pile of scrap for me!" I don't believe it! "    

    

"What is the point of calling out 'Maserati' if it's a debt breaking? Smash it for laozi!"    

    

Wiping away the sweat on his face, the person charged forward again.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

They did not know that Yue Feng had completely witnessed this scene.    

    

If they knew that every time they smashed Yue Feng, they would have to compensate Yue Feng with 100,000 yuan, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood and die a long time ago.    

    

A minute passed, and Yue Feng watched as they smashed the car. It was as if he was watching a play. The sneer on his face became even more dazzling.    

    

Two minutes, three minutes...    

    

They seemed to be tired and stopped moving. The body of Maserati, however, had not even shed its lacquer.    

    


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