"Hey,. "

"Fuck off. "

A tall figure stopped in front of Zhu Wuneng.

The two of them are a head apart.

Chen Sen is here.

With a cold face, he looked directly into Zhu Wuneng's little eyes, and Mo Ran said, "Get out, go home and find your mother." "

"You.... Okay, you remembered it for me. "

Zhu Wuneng was only a little more than 1.7 meters, and he stood in front of Chen Sen, who had been strengthened by the soldier's serum, like a child.

Looking at Chen Sen's tall and sturdy body, Zhu Wuneng scolded and ran away, and took his bank card from the trash can.

"What the hell. "

Chen Sen scolded angrily, pulled Han Xiaoyue and walked away.

"Chen Sen, you're finally here. "

Han Xiaoyue complained bitterly.

"Huh, scared?".

"Well, sort of, just scared a little bit, some want to go to the toilet. Han Xiaoyue's face turned crimson, and she muttered in an embarrassed whisper.

"I want to go to the toilet, fool, I'll take you there. "

"No, no, I'll go by myself, you just tell me where I am, you don't have to follow. "

Han Xiaoyue hurriedly shook her head.

"Okay, there's a private bathroom in the Moonlight Hall, do you see the door over there? "

Han Xiaoyue nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly ran over with a red face.

Chen Sen shook his head and smiled, turned around and walked leisurely.

....

On the dance floor, there are more and more people dancing.

A beautiful waltz, a dark and hazy environment, men and women hugging each other, dancing and taking advantage, and this is what high-end drinking parties are all about.

Chen Sen sat on the side and rejected the invitations of some celebrities.

The edge of the dance floor.

"Who's that kid?"

"I haven't seen it, it's too pretending. "

"Yes, there is a woman who asks him and refuses. "

Zhu Wuneng stood aside, his face ugly.

Among the girls who just went to Chen Sen to dance, one of them was a woman who had just rejected him, but now she took the initiative to find Chen Sen and was rejected.

It's this kid again.

Tonight, Lao Tzu and both women were snatched away by him.

!

Zhu Wuneng secretly took a photo of Chen Sen, turned around and left the edge of the dance floor, hid in the corner and took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

"Hey, second son, I sent you a picture. "

"I saw it, I saw this man just now, what's wrong Brother Can?".

Zhu Wuneng's hateful teeth itched, and he roared in a low voice: "Second son, go find someone to smash that kid's car for Lao Tzu, and smash it until it is rotten." "

"Ahh

"What's the matter, smash me, I'll carry something. "

"But..."

"Still grinding TM, either smash it, or fuck me off, I'll protect you, what are you afraid of? Smash me hard!".

After confirming Zhu Wuneng's words, a roar came from the phone: "Brothers, smash this car for me, Brother Neng said, he will protect us." "

"Okay, second brother, I haven't smashed such a good car yet. "

"No matter how good the car is, we still dare not listen to what Brother Neng said, Brother Neng is a big man in Yanjing. "

.....

Bang!

Boom!

There was a cacophony of ringing on the phone, and then it hung up.

The person on the other end of the phone smashed the car.

Zhu Wuneng felt a burst of pride in his heart.

"Hmph, rob the old woman, see how Lao Tzu fixes you. "

Zhu Wuneng walked out slowly, because of Chen Sen, he just wanted to go to the parking lot now to see what Chen Sen's car had been smashed into.

Slowly walked into the elevator and went downstairs.

.....

Outside the parking lot.

When Zhu Wu arrived, the second son was already waiting for him outside.

"Second son, the efficiency is high enough, it's over?" Zhu Wuneng smiled.

"Brother Neng, a few brothers smashed it together, I promise that it can't be opened. The second son looked flattering.

"By the way, what kind of car does this kid drive?".

"Brother Neng, it's the first time we've smashed Pagani. "

Zhu Wuneng was stunned for a moment.

What did you just say?

it!

Zhu Wuneng trembled, "Second son, what kind of car did you say you smashed?"

"Pagani, it's a pity for this luxury car, but Brother Neng, we guarantee that this car is already rotten and can't be rotten anymore. "

Zhu Wuneng turned his head and ran to the parking lot.

Joke.

A Pagani sports car costs at least tens of millions, not to mention tens of millions.

The car he drove when he came to the cocktail party today was just a Mercedes-Benz SLC roadster, but more than 500,000 yuan.

The one who can drive Pagani is probably not a simple character.

Zhu Wuneng ran to the parking lot to take a look.

I felt a ga in my heart, and it was over.

Pagani Fengshen, a 10-million-level sports car.

At this time, a group of heavily armed security guards rushed in, all with fierce eyes.

Everyone, including him, was pressed to the ground.

A Pagani sports car was smashed to pieces, and it caused a sensation a long time ago.

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