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Chapter 201 See you once, smash it once

400 million, that is, forty hundred thousand.

Forty bundles of money, Lin Qian quickly threw away all of them, and Witt's feet were also piled up with money at this moment.

The people around looked at Lin Qian's actions, and everyone was shocked by Lin Qian.

"There is no humanity in the trenches, there is no humanity in the trenches!"

"After smashing the car, and then throwing money in person, it's so cool and neat!"

"400 million, that's money that ordinary people can't earn in their entire lives, but Lin Qian threw it on the ground like waste paper. Suddenly, he understood the ancient poem that the rich men's wine and meat stink, and the road has frozen bones."

"From now on, Lin Qian is probably going to walk sideways in the school, and just go for this money-for-paper moat, who dares to mess with him again!"

"I'm afraid? It seems that Lin Qian has already left sideways!"

……

People around were talking about it, but Zhao Pengsong and the others behind Lin Qian gradually slowed down after seeing Lin Qian throwing money at them.

"Old Zhang, since Brother Qian lost the entire car, we have to work harder and let Witt pull the car back, so that the car can no longer have any value other than selling scrap iron! "

Zhao Pengsong came to Zhang Bingyu's side and whispered.

Zhang Bingyu's face was full of red at the moment, and he smashed a Maserati M400 worth 20 million. This kind of opportunity can only be said to be rare. Many people envied and admired their eyes, so Zhang Bingyu worked extremely hard during the whole process of smashing the car.

"You're right, we can't let this foreign devil take advantage of it!" Witt rolled up his sleeves and temporarily stopped waving the baseball bat: "What we are smashing now is the exterior, and for a supercar, The most valuable part is the engine, and if you take the engine off and smash it, the car is basically worthless."

"Smash!"

When Zhao Pengsong heard Zhang Bingyu's words, he turned around and walked directly towards the engine position of the Maserati M20 without any hesitation.

……

At this moment, Witt looked at the pile of money under his feet.

He only felt that his dignity, pride, self-esteem, and sense of superiority had all been trampled down by Lin Qian, trampled over and over again by ruthless madness.

This money, should I pick it up or not?
The answer, of course, is...

Pick up!
His car was smashed to pieces, if he didn't take the money, it would be a blood loss.

It's just that it would be too lowly to squat down to pick up money in front of everyone's eyes.

"Feng Lin, pick up the money!"

Witt suddenly ordered in a low voice to Feng Lin beside him, with a hint of order in his words.

When Feng Lin heard Witt's words, she couldn't believe it, and then she looked a little ugly.

My boyfriend was so humiliated in front of Lin Qian, so it's okay to be indifferent, but now he even wants to pick up the money that was thrown on the ground. The most important thing is that he doesn't pick it up, but let her pick it up.

"I won't pick it up!"

Feng Lin replied in a blunt tone, looking very determined.

"You pick up all the money, and I'll give you a bundle!"

"It's not about the money!"

"Two bundles!"

"Okay, I'll pick it up now."

Under the temptation of two bundles of money, Feng Lin was captured in an instant.

What face is not face, two bundles of money is 20, but it is just a temporary face.

Although Lin Qian didn't quite hear the conversation between Witt and Feng Lin, he could probably guess what kind of conversation it was.

"Brother Qian, it's all over!"

While Feng Lin was squatting down to pick up the money, Zhao Pengsong and the others walked over from behind, and Zhao Pengsong reported to Lin Qianhui a little out of breath.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Qian smiled and expressed his condolences to Zhao Pengsong and the others, then he turned his gaze to Witt again.

"From now on, if you, Witt, want to enter this school gate, you can only walk in honestly with your legs. If your car appears on this campus again in the future, I will find someone to smash it again. Hit it once, I, Lin Qian, will do what I say!"

Lin Qian pointed to the school gate with his right hand and said, although his tone was light, but what he said was extremely domineering.

Hearing that, Zhao Pengsong and others were all overwhelmed, a little admiring, and a little moved.

Because they all knew that the purpose of Lin Qian's actions today was to avenge them.

Looking at the crowds of Lin Qian's people in the dark surrounding him, and looking at his smashed car that was no longer recognizable, Witt's lips moved slightly in the face of Lin Qian's harsh words. He wanted to sarcastically, but The words came to his lips, but he couldn't utter a word.

He was suddenly a little afraid of Lin Qian, because Lin Qian's way of using money as waste paper made him, who grew up in the US Empire and was full of class concepts in his bones, feel a little bit looked up to.

After saying the last sentence, Lin Qian didn't say anything more, and waved to the bodyguards standing silently straddling them not far away. These bodyguards immediately understood what they meant, and got into the car one after another. Leaving the school gate.

Lin Qian, on the other hand, returned to his Koenigsegg Agera R, and said to Zhao Pengsong and the others, "Go back to school first. Today's matter is just an appetizer. It's a first for you to vent your anger."

"Thank you, Brother Qian, we feel much more comfortable after venting this meal."

Zhao Pengsong scratched his head and responded to Lin Qian with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Qian smiled and nodded at Zhao Pengsong, then didn't say anything more, but turned to look at Jiang Ningchuan and the others: "I'll go to the company later, I might not go back to the dormitory at night, so don't worry about it me."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety."

Jiang Ningchuan and the others had known about Lin Qian's real estate in Yanjing for a long time, so they were not surprised that Lin Qian occasionally didn't go back to his dormitory at night.

Lin Qian responded, then opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and in a blink of an eye Lin Qian drove into the traffic.

After Lin Qian left, Jiang Ningchuan and others also walked back to the campus one after another.

Only a scrapped Maserati M20 and two bereaved people were left at the school gate, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed when they saw the master had left.

"Witt, what are we going to do now?"

Carrying a bag full of money, Feng Lin looked at Witt next to him in a daze.

Witt's face was livid at this time, his lips moved, and after taking a few deep breaths, just when he was about to say something, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Eh!"

"That white classmate, your car is seriously blocking the school gate. We will give you a 30-minute time limit. Hurry up and ask someone to tow your car away!"

The voice went from far to near, and the owner of this voice, who else could it be if not Zheng Xin.

Looking at the smiling Zheng Xin in front of him, Witt's expression kept changing.

"cough……"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Witt coughed violently suddenly, and when the cough was over, he took away the hand covering his mouth, only to see a little blood on the palm of his hand.

Angry and hurt internally...

(End of this chapter)