Mrs. Di Shao is abusing the scum again

Chapter 482 Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt
The boy looked at the man walking towards him, the baby face under the mask was full of novelty and admiration:

"Wow, that car of yours is fine, it crashed like that, and you still survived."

When everyone heard this, they already silently dug a grave for the young man.

The newcomer didn't know to inquire about the rules here before he came.

This racing track is owned by Ming Shao, yet he still wants to win the 500 million.

I really don't want to live anymore, and still say such things.

And what the boy said next left everyone speechless:

"I heard that there is a kind of kung fu called iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover. Have you practiced that?" the boy asked curiously.

Iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover?

Everyone's black line, I've watched too many martial arts dramas.

That young master Ming's face was so dark that it couldn't be darker. When he came in front of the boy, he reached out and grabbed the boy's collar.

He wanted to lift the boy up, but he was no match for his height.

"Boy, do you know who I am and whose territory this is?"

"I don't know." The boy said honestly.

He just heard that there is money to be made in car racing here, so he came here.

No one told him to know this before racing.

"Very good, I don't know, then I'll let you know." Ming Shao suddenly raised his hand and punched the young man in the face.

The young man easily blocked Ming Shao's punch.

At the same time, he grabbed the wrist of the hand holding his collar.

Pain bursts from the wrist, and Ming Shao had no choice but to let go of the pain.

The expression on his face gradually became painful.

Looking at the masked young man in front of him with some astonishment, he didn't expect this man to be so powerful.

Seeing this situation, the bodyguards on the field rushed out one after another, pointed at the boy and said, "Boy, let us go quickly, Young Master Ming."

The young man raised his hand to smooth his wrinkled collar from Ming Shao's grasp, then looked at the bodyguards, and asked sincerely:

"Let him go? Yes, tell me, where to receive the award."

Everyone can already confirm that this young man is a fool.

He even thought about receiving the award.

It is a question of whether or not he gets out of this arena.

"...You still want to receive the prize while riding a horse, but you can't afford to pay for that Lamborghini." Ming Shao's face turned pale, but it was because of the pain from his wrist.

"You obviously hit that car yourself." The boy retorted.

As a contestant, he rented the black Lamborghini sports car for [-] yuan from the manager of the field before the competition.

I didn't expect to be hit by this young man called Ming Shao, and he should pay for it?

"This man can't be a fool, right? This arena belongs to Ming Shao's family. He took the first place of Ming Shao, beat Ming Shao, and destroyed two cars, yet he still wants a bonus."

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the young man heard such a sentence.

"This arena is yours?" the boy asked Xiang Mingshao.

"Now you know you're afraid? It's too late!" Ming Shao was furious, and said to his bodyguards, "Why are you standing still while you're on your horses?"

Hearing Ming Shao's order, those bodyguards rushed up immediately.

The boy looked at the several bodyguards rushing up, and his first reaction was to knock this unreasonable Ming Shao to the ground.

Then he fought with those bodyguards.

At first, everyone thought the young man was going to die, but in just a few minutes, all of Ming Shao's bodyguards were beaten and unable to get up.

The wailing sounded continuously.

And the boy was fine.

(End of this chapter)