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Four million, which is forty one hundred thousand.

Lin Qian quickly threw all the forty bundles of money, and Witte’s feet were also full of money at this moment.

The people around watched Lin Qian's actions like this, and everyone was shocked by Lin Qian.

"The trench is inhumane, the trench is inhumane!"

"After smashing the car, and then smashing the money in person, simply and neatly, it is so cool!"

"Four million, how many ordinary people can't make money in their entire lives, was thrown on the ground as waste paper by Lin Qian, and suddenly understood the ancient verse of Zhumen's stinky wine and bones, and the road has frozen bones. "

"From now on, Lin Qian is probably going to walk sideways in the school, so he will use the money as paper. Who dares to provoke him again!"

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

...

People around were talking a lot, but Zhao Pengsong behind Lin Qian, after seeing Lin Qian's money smashing, their actions of smashing the car gradually slowed down.

"Lao Zhang, since Brother Qian has lost the entire car, we have to work harder and ask Wittur to pull the car back. In addition to selling scrap iron, this car can no longer have any value! "

Zhao Pengsong came to Zhang Bingyu's side and whispered in a low voice.

Zhang Bingyu was blushing at the moment, smashing a Maserati M20 worth four million. Such an opportunity can only be said to be unattainable, coupled with the resentment of Wit’s finding a few big blacks to stab his ass with a stick, and Many people around him admired the gaze of worship, so Zhang Bingyu worked extremely hard throughout the process of smashing the car.

"That's right, you can't let this foreign devil take advantage of it!" Witte rolled up his sleeves, and temporarily stopped waving the baseball bat: "What we are hitting are all external, and for a supercar, The most valuable thing is its engine. If you remove the engine and then smash it, this car is basically worthless."

"Smash!"

When Zhao Pengsong heard Zhang Bingyu's words, he didn't hesitate to turn around and walked directly towards the engine position of this Maserati M20.

...

At this time, Witte 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 underfoot by Lin Qian and trampled over and over again by ruthless madness.

Is this money picked up or not?

The answer is of course...

Pick it up!

My car was smashed into broken copper and iron. If the money was not taken away, it would be a blood loss.

It's just that if you squat down to pick up money in full view, it would be too humble.

"Feng Lin, pick up the money!"

Witte suddenly whispered to Feng Lin next to him, with a hint of order in his words.

When Feng Lin heard Witte's words, her face showed a touch of disbelief, and then her face was a little ugly.

My boyfriend was so humiliated in front of Lin Qian, even if he was indifferent, now he even picks up the money that others smashed on the ground. The most important thing is not to pick it up, but let her pick it up.

"I won't pick it up!"

Feng Lin replied a little bluntly, looking very determined.

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

"It's not a question of money!"

"Two bundles!"

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

Under the temptation of two bundles of money, Feng Lin was captured instantly.

If you don't lose face, the two bundles are 200,000 yuan, but it is just a momentary face.

Although Lin Qian did not hear the conversation between Wit and Feng Lin very clearly, he could probably guess what kind of conversation it was.

"Brother Qian, it's all done!"

When Feng Lin squatted down to pick up the money, Zhao Pengsong came over from behind, and Zhao Pengsong reported to Lin Qianhui with a little breathlessness.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Qian turned his head and smiled and expressed condolences to Zhao Pengsong, and then he looked at Witt again.

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

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

I heard that Zhao Pengsong and others were all excited, a little admired, and a little touched.

Because they all know that Lin Qian's behavior today is more to avenge them.

Looking at the people around Lin Qian who were crushed by the dark, and then at the car that he had been smashed, the shape of which was completely invisible. Facing Lin Qian's cruel words, Wit's lips moved slightly. He wanted to make a sarcasm, but When the words came to the lips, they couldn't say a word.

He was suddenly a little afraid of Lin Qian, because Lin Qian's way of using money as waste paper made him, a man who grew up in the United States and was full of class concepts, felt a little hopeful.

At the end, Lin Qian said nothing more, and waved at the bodyguards who stood silently not far away. These bodyguards immediately understood what they meant, and got on the car one after another. The two Land Rover Range Rover died soon. Leaving the school gate.

And Lin Qian returned to his Koenigsegg ageraR car, and said to Zhao Pengsong and others: "You go back to school first, today this is just an appetizer, it is for you to vent your anger first."

"Thank you Brother Qian, we vent this meal and feel much more comfortable."

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

Lin Qian heard this, smiled at Zhao Pengsong and nodded, then didn't say anything, but turned to look at the three Jiang Ningchuan: "I will go to the company later, maybe I won't go back to the dormitory at night, you just don’t care. I am."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety."

Jiang Ningchuan and the three had already known about Lin Qian's property in Yanjing, so they were not surprised that Lin Qian occasionally did not go back to the dormitory at night.

Lin Qian answered, then opened the door, sat in the driving 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 campus.

At the gate of the school, there was only a scrapped Maserati M20 and two people who were ashamed as a concubine. The crowds around saw that the master was gone, and they gradually dispersed.

"Witt, what shall we do now?"

Carrying a pocket full of money, Feng Lin looked at Witt beside her with some bewilderment.

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

"Eh!"

"That white classmate, your car is seriously blocking the school gate, we will give you a time limit of 30 minutes, and quickly ask someone to tow your car away!"

The voice is from far to near, and the owner of this voice is not Zheng Xin who else can be.

Looking at Zheng Xin who was smiling and groaning in front of him, Witte's expression kept changing.

"cough……"

"Cough cough cough!"

Wit coughed suddenly and violently. After the cough, the hand covering his mouth was removed, and there was a little blood on the palm of his hand.

I'm out of anger...

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