Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 386 The crime of non-war
"Movies? Are you fucking playing me?!" Uncle Zhuang exploded in anger instantly, staring at Yang Hao viciously, gnashing his teeth and saying, "Boy, don't think that you can avoid letting our boss go with a few tricks of mystification." In my eyes, you are committing suicide, do you know that?!"

"Am I looking for a dead end? Haha, I really don't know about this." Yang Hao rubbed his nose, looked around, and finally set his sights on the three luxury off-road vehicles parked in the open-air parking lot nearby.

"Mercedes-Benz G500, tsk tsk, it looks like a modified bulletproof version, isn't this your car?" He raised his finger and pointed there, then turned to ask Uncle Zhuang.

"What do you want to do?" Uncle Zhuang frowned and did not answer directly.

"Don't worry, I can afford the repair fee." Yang Hao said something nonsensical, and then walked straight to the nearest G500.

Xiao Yating was about to follow, but Yang Hao waved his hand: "Don't come over, and you'd better plug your ears, the noise may be a bit loud later."

Everyone was at a loss. Fortunately, the location of the auditorium was remote enough, and no one passed by during this time period, and the 'humanoid worms' on the ground were saved from being surrounded by people.

Although Xiao Yating didn't understand what Yang Hao wanted to do, she still stood there obediently and covered her ears with her hands.

Uncle Zhuang sneered, and said disdainfully: "Repair fee? And the noise is a bit loud? This kid probably wants to smash the car, hey, he's better off..."

Before the words were finished, Yang Hao had already walked to the front of the off-road vehicle, and then he stretched his right hand back sharply, pointing like a knife, and then he stabbed the knife forward fiercely.

There is the front cover of the G500, and the steel plate is specially thickened, which is enough to withstand the close-range shooting of a large-caliber pistol.

Squeak!

Accompanied by an extremely ear-piercing metallic whine, Yang Hao's right hand tore a big hole in the front cover of the car, and the thick steel plate was completely rolled up from the middle, like butter cut by a blunt knife, the wound was shocking.

On the other hand, Yang Hao's right hand didn't even break the oily skin, and because the angle of the attack was extremely precise, only the front hand knife was in contact with the steel plate throughout the whole process, so even the clothes were not damaged at all.

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock, and their eyeballs could not wait to fly to Yang Hao's body. They had the same thought in their minds—this... is this shit still a human? !

Yang Hao still had that understated smiling expression, he walked back, and smiled at Uncle Zhuang who had been completely petrified: "Okay, uncle, now you can go back and explain to Mr. Xiao Tianqin what his meow is called 'self. A dead end'."

Uncle Zhuang's mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, he didn't know what to say, facing the scene in front of him that was beyond the limits of normal human comprehension, he couldn't be calmer.

He has seen those who smashed boulders in the chest, he has seen those who split bricks with bare hands, and even Uncle Zhuang has seen the so-called hard qigong "throat with a steel gun".

But Uncle Zhuang has never seen someone like Yang Hao who can break steel plates with his bare hands, or even thought about it, because this bastard already belongs to the category of non-human beings.

Xiao Yating was also in extreme shock. Only then did she recall that when she was inquiring at the entrance of the cafeteria, the two boys called Yang Hao 'Daxia Yang'.

But the scene just now was completely out of the category of kung fu. This... This is almost like a stunt in a movie, she couldn't understand it.

Yang Hao patted her on the shoulder at this time: "Miss fugitive, what are you still doing in a daze, let's go, since Mr. Zhuang has no objection, then it's time for us to eat."

After speaking, he took the lead to walk to the open-air parking lot.

"Okay...Okay." Xiao Yating came back to her senses, nodded in a daze, and quickly followed Yang Hao's footsteps.

When she saw clearly that the direction she was going was the parking lot, she wondered, "Do you have a car? But if you go to the cafeteria, you don't need to drive, do you?"

Yang Hao shrugged: "After such a long delay, there's nothing good left in the cafeteria, so I'm going to have a big meal outside to make up for my poor stomach."

He walked up to the white Lamborghini, opened the car door, sat sideways in the driver's seat, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll treat you like this, it won't be included in your debt, come on, get in the car , I'm really hungry."

Xiao Yating stopped in shock, her big eyes opened wide, she unconsciously reached out her hand to cover her mouth, and said in a low voice, "My God, this...is this your car?"

She wasn't surprised by this car, she took much better and more expensive cars than this one, but Xiao Yating never expected that this car belonged to Yang Hao, he... Where did he get so much money? !

In Xiao Yating's understanding, Yang Hao still 'sold' himself, the top student in the college entrance examination, to Tunghai University in exchange for 100 million soft sister coins.

But even if she doesn't know much about cars, she still knows that the super sports car in front of her is definitely not something that can be bought for 100 million yuan.

And Uncle Zhuang was much more surprised than Xiao Yating. Didn't the information say that this kid is a poor boy who came out of the mountains?

Although this poor boy received a scholarship of 100 million, but in Donghai where "millions are not rich, ten million are just starting", 100 million is nothing.

But...but what the hell is this Lamborghini in front of me? !Uncle Zhuang even began to wonder if he had been in a dream all this time, or why Mao would have so many hallucinations.

Yang Hao poked his head out of the car at this time, and urged: "Hey, Miss Fugitive, why are you so dazed, do I look like a car thief? Get in the car quickly, or I will leave alone."

Xiao Yating quickly put away her full of doubts, got into the co-pilot, and fastened her seat belt.

The scissor door lowered slowly, and as soon as Yang Hao stepped on the accelerator, the white supercar roared away instantly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Zhuang just woke up like a dream at this time. He originally wanted to scold the bastards under his command, but when his eyes swept over the hideous wound on the hood of the G500, his anger disappeared immediately, leaving only Biting chill.

After a long while, he waved to the bodyguards who were still standing, and said hoarsely: "Okay, don't put on a dead face, what happened today... is not a crime of war, hurry up and get the wounded out of here." In the car, let's get out of here first."

After getting into the car, Uncle Zhuang sat alone in the back row, raised the soundproof glass and the baffle, and then leaned back in the seat tiredly, looking up blankly.

After a long time, the convoy had already driven far away from Tunghai University, and he took out his cell phone tremblingly, and sighed deeply: "Oh, although this thing is really unimaginable, but stretching out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also the same." Let’s just tell the boss the truth.”

(End of this chapter)