No. 1 rich family abandons young

Among the group of men in tight black clothes, the leader was a black-faced man with a fleshy face.

She has short hair, a big face, and a fierce look between her brows.

It is estimated that this person is the husband of the Porsche woman.

Sure enough, as soon as the man arrived at the scene, the Porsche woman rushed over and got into the man's arms.

"Honey, this man beat me, he bullied me, he must pay the price!"

As she spoke, the Porsche girl pointed at Shen Lang with a proud and arrogant expression on her face.

"Just him, I, Jiang Feihu, can beat him ten times alone. Don't worry, my wife. I'm so tired of destroying my car and beating my wife. I'll make him kneel down and kowtow to apologize later!"

Seeing that the taillight of his beloved car was smashed, the man named Jiang Feihu became even more annoyed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the brothers behind him also booed, like howling wolves.

"President Jiang, fuck him! Hit him!"

"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, instead of Boss Jiang, let me do it!"

"This kid is really young. I like to bully those who are younger than me. Brother Jiang, I will teach him a lesson for you!"

The shouting men behind Jiang Feihu are all employees of his company.

He has a Sanda gym and a bodyguard company under his name.

The bodyguard company opened nearby, so they could rush to the scene with NO.5 people within 20 minutes.

No wonder the Porsche girl is so arrogant, it turns out that the backer is nearby.

At this time, Jiang Feihu made a gesture to signal the employees behind him to shut up, and he wanted to do it himself.

"There's another one who owes a beating, and there's no way to save it." Shen Lang shook his head lightly.

Jiang Feihu, seeing Shen Lang's calm expression, felt that the identity of the other party should not be simple.

And I drive a Hummer H2, which is no worse than a Panamera.

His eyes swept over Shen Lang and the car one by one.

The next moment, it was fixed on the license plate number.

The number on the license plate is 12345.

Jiang Feihu was full of suspicion.

Because, this license plate is not simple at first glance.

At this time, Jiang Feihu was obviously not as arrogant as before.

The arrogance suddenly weakened.

He frowned and analyzed, whose license plate number belonged to it.

"This license plate number is not simple, and it is not inferior to Mr. Yang's, and I always feel that this license plate number is a bit familiar, as if I have heard of it somewhere."

Today, only a handful of wealthy people in Ping'an City can afford this kind of license plate.

Jiang Feihu couldn't remember which one it was.

He first excluded his partner Mr. Yang, then the Zhou family, the Du family, the Wu family, and the Pang family were all left.

Among them, the Du family and the Wu family are the most likely. After all, one owns the most prosperous commercial street in the city, and the other is a real estate boss in the city.

Jiang Feihu looked at Shen Lang again, but he didn't recognize this strange face.

"Honey, hit him quickly and tear his mouth apart!"

The Porsche girl urged, and Jiang Feihu felt an impulse in his heart.

As a native of Sanda, he couldn't control his desire to fight, and desperately wanted to step forward and beat Shen Lang violently.

However, reason told him that the young man in front of him might not be a simple person.

If the car is not borrowed, it must be of extraordinary status.

At this moment, some onlookers began to notice the license plate of the Hummer H2.

Someone gradually understood why this young man had the guts not to run away.

In fact, Shen Lang didn't want to make too much publicity, so he didn't compare the license plate number at first.

However, Mrs. Porsche didn't know how to flatter her, so she wanted to drag her husband into the water.

Suddenly, Jiang Feihu made a phone call and asked an acquaintance to check the license plate number.

After learning about the owner of the car, his heart sank.

"What? It's the Du family's car!"

Jiang Feihu's heart skipped a beat at first, but then a smug look appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The two young masters of the Du family, I have some impressions that they are not as tall as you, and they are a little fatter, so this car is not yours, but you borrowed it!"

"Well, I said why you suddenly misfired. It turned out that you were guessing my identity. You are right. This car is indeed not mine, it is a car I borrowed."

It is true that Shen Lang borrowed the car, but to be more precise, it should be called.

Du Tianming worked for him, so what if he took a car to play with, except for Du Tianming's women, he could play whatever he wanted.

People in Jiang Feihu's party laughed wildly when they heard this.

The Porsche girl taunted Shen Lang: "It turned out that the car was borrowed. I thought it was a king, but it turned out to be a bronze. If you don't have a car, why are you pretending to be aggressive? Who gave you the courage?"

Those Jiang Feihu employees also echoed, and the scene was full of laughter.

Even the onlookers who had previously supported Shen Lang were wilting like eggplants beaten by frost!
It seems that in the hearts of most people, cars do occupy a large proportion of status.

However, Shen Lang took it very lightly, and he didn't care about spreading his hands.

"What does borrowing a car mean? Since you can borrow it, it means that you know the owner of the car, but is it necessary for us to compare our status here? You have to take full responsibility for the accident if you force the car away, and that's the key!"

Shen Lang's eyes became colder, if the other party dared to make a move, he would definitely teach him to be a man!

"I thought you were an idiot, but I didn't expect you to be a paper tiger. There must be a big difference between a borrower and a car owner. You are very likely to be a driver, and you may be a substitute driver. In Ping'an City, I, Jiang Feihu, are also a famous person. Since you are not The Du family, then don't blame me for being heavy-handed!"

Before the police arrived, Jiang Feihu decided to make a quick decision. He often did things like beating people, and anyone who offended him would end badly.

"Husband, hit him! Let us kneel down and kowtow to apologize! The borrowed car is still loaded with Nima coins!"

With the support of her husband, the Porsche girl also became more and more arrogant, spraying shit all over her mouth.

"Don't worry my wife, what am I doing, Boss Jiang of Fire Shield Bodyguard Company, get him down in minutes!"

Jiang Feihu stepped forward confidently, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his flowery arms covered with tiger head tattoos.

The result he wanted to see more was naturally Shen Lang begging for mercy.

"Boy, kneel down and kowtow to me, and then get under my crotch, I will spare you, otherwise you will regret offending me, Jiang Feihu!"

But at this moment, Shen Lang's eyes became cold, and the ruthless son no longer needs to bear it!

Snapped!
Snapped!
Clap out with two palms.

Crisp and loud slaps were slapped on the faces of the Porsche woman and her husband respectively.

The next moment, I saw these two people, they flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

The face instantly swelled as high as a steamed bun.

Shen Lang will not leave his palm prints on them, because they are not qualified yet!

At this time, the twenty employees brought by Jiang Feihu also rushed forward in a swarm.

Shen Lang kicked and kicked all of them flying, lying on the sidewalk of the street.

Shen Lang glanced coldly, what else could these so-called bodyguards and Sanda coaches have besides a few muscles and tattoos? !

Roll up iron to train a few muscles, and then get a dragon tattoo, draw a tiger, and feel that you are great, and you think you can pick ten out of ten? !

In Shen Lang's eyes, they are as weak as ants!
This is already Shen Lang's mercy, the real kung fu is the killing technique!

Obviously, Shen Lang only used a small part of his strength to teach these arrogant bastards a lesson.

Jiang Feihu staggered to his feet and yelled loudly: "You kid hit me, and you will be like a rat crossing the street in Ping'an City in the future. My disciples and students are all over the city, and your life will be worse than death!"

"That's terrible." Shen Lang smiled.

"Hehe, you finally know how to be afraid!" Jiang Feihu's face was swollen into a pig's face, bloody saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he still didn't forget to threaten.

People in this society are desperate for face.

"You think too much, I'm just worried for those bosses, how can your company's bodyguards protect people if they don't beat you?" Shen Lang sneered.

"Boy, don't be too happy, my wife's best friend, Mr. Yang, can call the wind and rain in Ping'an City, and will definitely ask you to settle this account!"

Jiang Feihu released his best friend Mr. Yang again, but Shen Lang didn't care about this, because his cold drink came.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your harsh words, my juice is here." Shen Lang glanced at Jiang Feihu impatiently, he urgently needed a cold drink to cool down on a hot day.

"You borrowed the Du family's car to have an accident, and you still want to drink? I seriously suspect that you are the driver. Let the young master of the Du family know that you caused trouble, and I can kill you alive!"

Jiang Feihu yelled at the top of his voice, his throat was about to smoke, and he thought that this kid was in the mood to order takeaway, but it's really enjoyable to have a cold drink at this time!

However, Jiang Feihu became more and more aware that something was wrong.

Are delivery guys making so much money now?Delivering cold drinks in a Bentley Mulsanne? !