Zhu Lao Er whispered: "Don't show off here, hurry up and go back, I have something serious to tell you."

Su Le said: "The audience will definitely not agree if I leave now. So, Master, you go first. I have to thank these enthusiastic fans."

Zhu Laoer said, "If you really want to thank them, just invite them to have a big meal." He didn't force Su Le. After saying this, he turned around and left. The moment he turned around, Zhu Laoer showed a knowing smile on the corner of his lips. This kid really had a good idea.

Zhuang Dafang came to Su Le happily, wiped his nose, punched Su Le on the shoulder and said, "Su Le, you really have you. I didn't disappoint me. I won the Zhanyun Sword back. Where is the Zhanyun Sword? Show it to me!"

Su Le pointed to the back: "Let my master take it away."

Zhuang Dafang said: "You are not worried that he will embezzle you."

Su Le smiled and said, "It's just a broken knife, it's not that magical." He stretched out his arm and put it on Zhuang Dafang's shoulder, but felt Zhuang Dafang's body tremble. Su Le hugged his neck and leaned closer to his ear and said, "Brother, you've called so many people over, is it going to cost a lot of car and horse fees? It just so happened that I still have some money in my pocket, otherwise, I'll ask everyone to have a meal."

Zhuang Dafang seemed a little unconfused: "What?"

Su Le said: "Do you want me to ask them to have a meal?"

Zhuang Dafang shook his head and said, "No, I am a disciple of the Beggars' Sect at least. I still have this little face. Letting them come here just to support the scene. I think of them." He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's all gone!"

The beggars were indeed obedient. When they heard Zhuang Dafang's words, they hurriedly put away the banner, took their broken bowls and wooden sticks, and walked away in an instant.

Su Le patted Zhuang Dafang's shoulder and said, "Brother, I'll treat you to a meal!"

Zhuang Dafang smiled and showed two cute tiger teeth. He nodded. At this time, he heard someone behind him say, "Why aren't I the only one who treats to dinner?"

Su Le turned around and saw that Song Xuan had come behind them at some point.

Su Le said: "Mr. Song, thank you for giving me such a high evaluation today!" He understood in his heart that if he had not been able to win in the end without Song Xuan's strength today.

Song Xuan walked over with a cigar while smoking. He smiled at Zhuang Dafang and said, "Brother, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Su Le didn't expect that the rich man in front of him would also know the little beggar Zhuang Dafang.

Zhuang Dafang seemed to be unwilling to accept Song Xuan: "Where do I fall in love with, do you care?"

Su Le couldn't help but worry about Zhuang Dafang. He had seen Song Xuan's thunderous temper. If he got angry, he might arrest the little beggar and throw it across the road.

But Song Xuan was in a particularly good mood today. He laughed and said, "I don't ask, just pretend that I didn't see anything and knew nothing." He walked towards his Bentley.

Before he could get to the front of the car, Song Xuan was stunned, but saw that the Bentley was still there, but the four wheels disappeared, and four stacks of red bricks were placed under the car. No matter how luxurious the car had no wheels, it could only become a pile of scrap iron.

Su Le and Zhuang Dafang also came to watch the fun. When Zhuang Dafang saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help laughing.

Song Xuan's face turned green with anger, and suddenly turned to these two gloating boys.

Su Le knew that Song Xuan had a bad temper and was afraid that this guy would take his anger on him, so he quickly calmed down his smile, but Zhuang Dafang still kept laughing.

Song Xuan roared angrily: "Who the hell did it? If you have the guts, stand up for me!"

Xie Yunan sat by the gray Passat, fell down the car window, and smiled and said, "Brother Song, do you want me to give you a ride?" Seeing Song Xuan's angry look, Xie Yunan felt secretly happy.

Song Xuan looked at the smug smile on Xie Yunan's face, and understood in his heart that today was probably the Taoist of the old fox. He turned anger into a smile. His expression changed so quickly that it was beyond the imagination of others. Song Xuan said: "No, you always walk slowly, be careful not to have a car accident ahead."

Xie Yunan raised the car window, held the cigarette in his mouth proudly, and said to his nephew who was driving forward: "Let's go!"

Xie Zhongliang drove away from Song Xuan, couldn't help laughing and shouted: "Good, let him be so arrogant! If you don't teach him a lesson, he doesn't know how powerful our Xiaodao will be."

Xie Yun'an said: "Song Xuan is not easy to mess with. He is violent and will retaliate. You'd better not have a direct conflict with him in the future." As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Zhongliang suddenly stepped on the brake. Xie Yun'an's body leaned forward rapidly due to inertia and hit the seat in front.

Passat wheels rubbed two long black marks on the ground, and an unpleasant smell of rubber spread in the air. Xie Zhongliang was still proud just now, but a beggar pushed a broken cart across the road. Although Xie Zhongliang stepped on the brakes, he still did not dodge and hit the cart. The beggar flew out and fell into the center of the road with a bang.

In an instant, dozens of beggars rushed up and surrounded Passat in the center.

Su Le and Zhuang Dafang were nearby, seeing the scene of the car accident ahead clearly. Su Le said in a shocking voice: "Someone is injured!" He glanced at Zhuang Dafang because the person who was hit was a beggar, and the beggar was obviously one of the members of his cheering group just now.

Zhuang Dafang sighed, and he and Su Le walked towards the scene together.

Song Xuan lit a cigar comfortably. At this time, his driver came over from a distance. When the driver saw that all the four wheels of the Bentley had been removed, he was stunned. He touched the back of his head: "Mr. Song... This... I went to the toilet..."

Song Xuan spit out a thick cloud of smoke, nodded to him, and then said, "Get out quickly before I change my mind, get out as far as I can!"

Xie Zhongliang was obviously confused by the sudden car accident, but Xie Yunan understood what was going on. Dozens of beggars surrounded Passat for a storm. Some people patted the car body and some spit on the car. The beggar who was knocked away was lying on the ground and screaming in pain.

Xie Yunan turned around and saw that Song Xuan was still standing there, looking at him with a smile.

Xie Yunan took out his cell phone and dialed Song Xuan's phone number.

Song Xuan picked up the phone: "Hey, thank you, I remind you to be careful."

Xie Yunan sighed and said, "Brother Song, a wise man does not do secret things. Such despicable tricks seem to be unpredictable, right?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "If you use your way to give your body, you will get the target even if you are open and upright!"

Xie Yun'an said: "How many!"

Song Xuan said: "Tyres are priceless, but life is priceless!"

Xie Yun'an said: "The tires are fine, where are the people?" Song Xuan obviously took the initiative in this matter.

"I think about it!" Song Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Then it's one million!"

Xie Yunan laughed and said, "I'm afraid a life is less than 300,000. Brother, are you going to force me to press over him?"

Song Xuan said: "Five hundred thousand, no less! Also, let your disciples send four tires back to me intact."

Xie Yun'an said: "Okay!" He hung up the phone and took two puffs of cigarettes hard. June's debt had to be paid off quickly, and Song Xuan's revenge came so quickly.

Xie Zhongliang already understood something from his uncle's call and shouted angrily: "Fuck, I'll go down and kill that girl."

Xie Yunan said coldly: "There are people from the Beggars' Sect around you. Do you think you can deal with so many of them?"

Xie Zhongliang was speechless. Although he claimed to be extraordinary in swordsmanship, he was not sure of winning against dozens of emotional beggars outside. Now he could only be a humiliation to himself.

Xie Yunan was extremely angry. He originally wanted to use the tire matter to teach Song Xuan a lesson, but he didn't expect that this guy would be so quick at such a fast speed that he immediately got a beggar to come and hit the car. He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and whispered: "Wait until they are separated, leave here first." Xie Yunan was an old man after all, so he decided to endure the momentum.

The conditions had been agreed, and Song Xuan waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to leave Xie Yunan's vehicle.

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