Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 686 The expectant figure blew his nose, and Zuo Feng wiped it directly on the car seat.

Because of this car, he is not going to take it anymore.

Zuo Feng was trembling all over. After getting out of the car, he jumped to the door of the room and took out the key. He found that his hands were already weak, and he couldn't even hold the key steadily.

"Grass, roll over here, open the door, I'm freezing to death, Axie." Zuo Feng threw the key to the ground angrily, and jumped up on the spot, because he felt that it would make him warmer.

Zuo Shou didn't dare to neglect, although he seemed to be the king of the universe when he was fighting just now, but now, he is nothing more than a lowly servant.

After opening the door, Zuo Feng pushed away the obstructive Zuo Shou. After entering the room, he immediately turned on the air conditioner to warm air, and adjusted the temperature to the highest!

Trembling and running into the bedroom, Zuo Feng grabbed a quilt to wrap himself up, ran under the air conditioner, and started to keep warm.

"Young Master Zuo, are you really cold?" Zuo Shou looked at Zuo Feng's exaggerated behavior and felt that it was not fake.

"Nonsense, you're not fucking cold. I let the cold wind blow all the way, and I turned into a popsicle." Zuo Feng sniffed, and the snot bubbles came up again.

"Master Zuo, you don't take it often..."

"Fart, fart, no matter how many goddamn pills I take, I'm still an ordinary person. I haven't cultivated my physique. How can I resist the cold? Get the fuck out of my way, I'm annoyed when I see you." Zuo Feng is so tired now Zuo Shou, if it weren't for Zuo Shou's hesitation, his Lamborghini wouldn't be smashed into this.

"Yes, yes" Zuo Shou was ashamed and ready to walk towards his room.

"Come back, Ah Choo!" Zuo Feng sneezed.

"Young Master Zuo, what other orders do you have?" Zuo Shou turned around and asked respectfully.

"Damn it, sell that broken car for some money." Zuo Feng had already made plans.

"Why, Young Master Zuo, that's more than 1000 million." Zuo Shou had a shocked expression on his face.

"It's all fucked up like this, and it's worth more than 1000 million shit, you damn thing, it's all you, it's all you, choo, choo." Zuo Feng's nose was itchy, warm for so long, Still didn't slow down.

"This, I, that, but, me." Zuo Shou's tongue was a little knotted. In the final analysis, it was because of him that this expensive car turned into a pile of scrap iron.

"Get off your mother, Axie." Zuo Feng really wanted to kill Zuo Shou with a knife, but he didn't know what his father Zuo Shetian was thinking, why did he send such a waste to protect himself, could this be called a bodyguard? This is simply grandparents!

"Yes." Zuo Shou could only agree repeatedly.

"Quickly ask me how much this car can be sold for. Su Ke's money from last robbery is almost used up. I can't go hungry." Zuo Feng's voice was still trembling, it seemed that he was really frozen.

"Okay, okay." Zuo Shou hurried into the back room, turned on the computer and searched.

Seeing someone buying a second-hand car, he called the other person, and what he heard was nothing more than calling him crazy.

After finally finding a buyer, he actually gave him 5000 yuan, which made Zuo Shou dumbfounded. If you get any parts on the car, it is estimated that it will cost more than 5000 yuan.

"Young Master Zuo, it seems that no one bought it." Zuo Shou lowered his head, a little embarrassed.

"You don't fucking go to Yunlu's second-hand car trading market to ask, you can tell me shit from the top." Zuo Feng cursed again.

"Eh." Zuo Shou was speechless for a moment, why didn't you say it just now?

Seeing that Zuo Shou was about to go out, Zuo Feng also regained his strength and stopped him.

"Don't go yet, let me ask you why those bitches smashed my car today." Zuo Feng said angrily, his expression became a little ferocious.

"Young Master Zuo, I don't know the details, but my preliminary guess is that it should be revenge," Zuo Shou said affirmatively.

"Revenge, and the fuck didn't provoke this group of bitches, why should I take revenge?" Zuo Feng threw off the quilt wrapped around his body and shouted angrily, it seemed that this guy had warmed up.

"I picked up a few photos from the ground. They were taken at KFC, so I feel that the people we injured in KFC probably got help from them." Zuo Shou said solemnly.

"KFC?" Zuo Feng is obviously a little forgetful, maybe it has something to do with him doing too many piston movements.

"In KFC, you forgot the guy who was kicked away by me?" Zuo Shou reminded.

"Oh, I remembered, that idiot who thought KFC was McDonald's, haha, deserves it." Zuo Feng actually laughed, wondering if he was out of his mind.

"He really deserves it, but the group of helpers he recruited broke up our car, this revenge must be avenged." Zuo Shou began to fan the flames.

"It must be reported. Where are those people? You go and kill them all." Zuo Feng said it with ease, as if killing others is as easy as crushing an ant.

"Maybe they were caught in the police station, it seems a bit difficult to kill them." Zuo Shou said in a low voice.

"You fucking idiot, you still go to kill after being caught in the police station, isn't that just looking for trouble? I don't know what your pig brain is thinking all day, but you don't know how to turn a fucking corner." Zuo Feng again Angrily scolded Zuo Shou, this stupid bodyguard who made him feel extremely pained.

"Then, is this the end of the matter?" Zuo Shou even asked Zuo Feng.

"I definitely can't forget it like this. After those guys are released, you can find a way to disable them and let them know that people from the Zuolongmen can't be offended!" At this moment, Zuo Feng's young master's temper can be seen at a glance.

"Okay, let's listen to Young Master Zuo, what about the car?" Zuo Shou asked timidly.

"Tomorrow happens to be Saturday. If you drive your car to the second-hand car market and find a reasonable place to buy the car, you can sell it for tens of thousands of dollars even if you sell scrap iron." Zuo Feng said, beating his chest.

"Don't worry, Zuo Shao, I'm sure I can sell it for tens of thousands." Zuo Shou seemed to be issuing a military order.

"Fart, are you a fucking idiot? I said that you can sell scrap iron for tens of thousands, but I don't want you to sell it for tens of thousands. This car is worth millions for the engine alone. You really want to sell it to me. Tens of thousands of dollars?" Zuo Feng was obviously furious, and Zuo Shou's IQ made him more and more five-language.

"Young Master Zuo, how much do you think you can sell?" After Zuo Shou was scolded a few times, he learned his lesson and turned the topic to Zuo Feng.

"How the hell do I know, anyway, I have to buy at least a few million, or change to a car of the same price." Zuo Feng said.

"Oh." Zuo Shou nodded half-understood, but in the end, Zuo Shou messed up the matter.

As night fell slowly, the lights in Wang Longba's compound had already been turned on, illuminating the entire courtyard brightly.

Wang Tianyun didn't know where he heard the news, and he rushed over, which made Li Miao a little flattered.

However, what Li Miao most wanted to see was Wang Zhiruo's figure.