"Yo, old man, what, you want to compensate you?" The red-haired girl laughed as soon as she heard Shang Wen Dong’s words.
She knocked on the car window twice, "Alright then, co on down, I’ll compensate you."
How could Shang Wen Dong take a little girl seriously?
Seeing that Ye Guichen didn’t stop him, Shang Wen Dong got out of the car, "Girl, so how do you think I should compensate?"
Slap!
Completely unexpected, the red-haired girl slapped Shang Wen Dong in the face and pointed at his nose, cursing, "Old man, this is your compensation! What’s wrong, you don’t agree? If you don’t, I can give you a few more slaps to wake you up."
The girl’s arrogance was extre.
At this mont, several young n and won got out of the other cars, appearing to be around the sa age as the red-haired girl.
They quickly gathered around.
Seeing the red-haired girl hit soone, not only did no one step forward to stop her, but they also laughed and jeered.
"Haha, Xiaoqiao, what are you doing? Look at how scared you’ve made the old man."
"Yeah, it’s just a little bit of paint, just compensate with a hundred thousand or eighty thousand, we have important things to do tonight."
Although Shang Wen Dong got slapped, he wasn’t angry, instead, he grinned, "Little girl, aren’t you being unreasonable?"
"Reasonable?" As soon as they heard Shang Wen Dong’s words, everyone laughed out loud.
"Haha, old man, I think your brain is rusty. Talking about reason in front of our Xiaoqiao?"
"Seems like we have a reckless guy here today. What, if you want to talk reason, don’t stand here then!"
"Old man, stop talking nonsense, just give us so money, tonight’s drinks are on you."
The red-haired girl clenched her fist and slapped Shang Wen Dong again, this ti using more force, leaving a handprint on his face, "Is this reason enough? Want to reason with you so more?"
Shang Wen Dong didn’t even dodge.
However, he didn’t hit back, but turned his head to look at Ye Guichen, who was sitting in the front passenger seat. Seeing that Ye Guichen didn’t react, he turned back, smiled at the red-haired girl, "Girl, I usually like to talk reason, but it’s the first ti I’ve seen soone as unreasonable as you. If that’s the case, then let’s talk reason properly today."
After saying that, he swung a slap, directly slapping the red-haired girl into bewildernt.
Shang Wen Dong controlled the strength of his slap, neither knocking the girl out nor making her feel unbearable pain.
The scene fell into dead silence.
No one expected this middle-aged man would dare to fight back.
After a brief silence, the girl scread, covering her mouth and pointing at Shang Wen Dong, "Beat him to death! Damn it, I’m going to kill him today!"
After a mont of hesitation, the young n and won returned to their cars, pulled out steel pipes, and started surrounding Shang Wen Dong.
One young man smashed the car window next to Ye Guichen with a stick, cursing, "How dare you hit Xiaoqiao, you courting death motherfucker!"
"Xiaoqiao?" Ye Guichen hadn’t paid attention at first, but hearing this, he was slightly stunned.
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Could this red-haired girl be Qiao Qiushi, the second young lady of one of Qinghe City’s four prominent families, the Qiao Family?
"Damn, Xiaoqiao, there’s another guy here, looks pretty arrogant, should we drag him down too?" The young man who smashed the window spotted Ye Guichen in the car and shouted.
They had only been paying attention to Shang Wen Dong and hadn’t noticed Ye Guichen in the car.
Hearing the young man’s shout, all the young n and won turned to look at Ye Guichen.
Seeing Ye Guichen not only not stopping but seemingly watching a show, Xiaoqiao was furious, "Drag him down, it looks like they’re in this together. Today, if they don’t kneel and admit their mistakes and compensate us, it won’t be over!"
The young man grabbed the car door and tried to drag Ye Guichen out.
However, despite his efforts, Ye Guichen didn’t move an inch.
The young man was stunned, pointed the stick at Ye Guichen, and said, "Get down quickly, or I’ll smash your head."
Ye Guichen sighed. He had planned to visit the Qin Family peacefully but hadn’t expected to run into this kind of trouble.
Getting out of the car, Ye Guichen looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, "What’s your na? Did your elders never teach you to keep a low profile outside?"
"Pfft!" Several people laughed out loud upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words.
Looking at Ye Guichen, appearing not much older than themselves yet acting so mature, they couldn’t help but feel it was funny.
"Yo, you’re even lecturing us now?" Xiaoqiao ca to Ye Guichen, glanced at Shang Wen Dong, and poked Ye Guichen in the chest, "Kid, what’s your relationship with the driver?"
"He’s our young master." Before Ye Guichen could speak, Shang Wen Dong had already answered.
They had discussed this beforehand, Shang Wen Dong would pose as a servant while Ye Guichen pretended to be a young master from a wealthy family.
Ye Guichen nodded slightly, indicating his approval.
Xiaoqiao squinted her eyes, looking Ye Guichen up and down, "So, you’re taking responsibility today, right?"
Ye Guichen smiled, "What kind of responsibility do you want to take?"
"What do you think!" Xiaoqiao beckoned to the young man previously who broke the window.
The young man, understanding her aning, handed over the steel pipe he was holding.
Xiaoqiao took the steel pipe and swung it at Ye Guichen’s head, "Your employee hit , so today I’ll hit you until you don’t recognize your parents!"
Ye Guichen didn’t expect the girl to be so ruthless, hitting without hesitation, as if not afraid of causing a fatal injury.
Had he not seen it himself, Ye Guichen couldn’t imagine a girl under twenty years old being so reckless.
Slap! Ye Guichen wouldn’t tolerate her.
He grabbed the incoming steel pipe with one hand and slapped Qiao Qiushi with the other.
This slap was heavier than the one from Shang Wen Dong.
This ti, everyone was utterly shocked.
No one expected Ye Guichen to be even more aggressive than Shang Wen Dong, showing no concern for chivalry.
"Ahhhh! Kill them! Kill them!" Qiao Siqiu furiously retreated, demanding her companions to continue their attack.
Ye Guichen nodded at Shang Wen Dong and returned to the car.
With Ye Guichen’s permission, Shang Wen Dong was no longer restrained, he stepped forward, and within ten seconds, slapped all seven or eight youths, sending them flying.
Each youth had a handprint on their faces, all staring at Shang Wen Dong with dread.
So, this middle-aged man was a master?
Instinctively, they looked at Ye Guichen.
No wonder this guy was so arrogant, turns out he had confidence.
"Xiaoqiao, what now?" The group, all confused, turned to Qiao Siqiu for directions.
Qiao Siqiu’s face was bruised and swollen.
In Qinghe City, she had never been humiliated this much.
"You, you guys wait, I’ll call for backup!" Qiao Siqiu pointed at Shang Wen Dong and Ye Guichen, taking out her phone to make a call.
"Just a kid, calling for adults when losing, pathetic." Hearing this, Ye Guichen’s casual remark made Qiao Siqiu stop tapping her phone’s screen.
She felt both ashad and angry, "W-What do you an?"
"Hehe, no big deal." Ye Guichen shrugged, pointing at the fiery red sports car, "It looks like you guys often race. How about we race? If I win, you apologize and give that car, how does that sound?"
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