The Cold President's Best Master

He never dreamed that Lu Chong retreated, and the White Wolf Gang all broke their hands. Seeing Lu Chong walking out of the alley in a murderous manner, Ma Changliang almost peed in his pants. He quickly stepped on the accelerator, and the BMW Z4 sports car sped past Lu Chong's eyes.

Ma Changliang stepped on the accelerator and left Lu Chong tens of meters away. Ma Changliang calmed down a little, stopped the car, turned back and shouted to Lu Chong: "ha ha, I'll play with this girl later! You're a hero to save the United States! Can you fart? Can you fly? Can you catch up with me!"

"I can't fly!" Lu Chong said solemnly, "I don't have to fly. I just want you to stop running!"

While talking, Lu Chong bent down to pick up four stones from the ground, four small stones the size of peanuts, and threw them at the BMW sports car.

Ma Changliang laughed wildly: "my car glass can be bulletproof, and your stone can have fart... Use it!"

As soon as the fart came out of his mouth, he heard puff puff. All four tires of his BMW Sports Car leaked. It turned out that the four small stones thrown by Lu Chong burst four holes in the wide and thick BMW sports car tires.

Originally, the tires used by Ma Changliang for the BMW Z4 sports car were explosion-proof tires, and the sidewalls of the tires were greatly strengthened. Even if the tires leak, he can still drive for 80 kilometers.

But he was frightened by Lu Chong's strong hand. He remembered that Lu Chong had just cut off all the six horses of the white wolf with his bare hands. He was even more frightened. He quickly pushed open the door and hurried forward.

Lu Chong picked up another stone and threw it over. He was hitting Ma Changliang's right leg. A string of blood splashed. The stone even pierced Ma Changliang's thigh.

Ma Changliang stumbled, fell to the ground, covered his legs and screamed, "my legs are broken! It hurts!"

Lu Chong walked slowly past. When passing the BMW sports car, he took a look at Fang Bingbing and saw that her professional suit was still neat. It was obvious that she had not been molested by Ma Changliang.

In front of Ma Changliang, Lu Chong raised his foot and stepped on Ma Changliang's arm. He smiled faintly: "Mr. Ma, one hand is 10000 yuan. I've wasted six hands for you, 60000 yuan. Take it!"

Ma Changliang didn't see clearly in the alley just now. Now he was sure that the six people of the White Wolf Gang were all washed away by Lu. He was trembling with fear, but he didn't dare admit: "ten thousand yuan per hand? What do you mean, I don't understand!"

Lu Chong's feet used a little strength: "do you understand now?"

Ma Changliang felt that his arm was about to break and hurriedly shouted, "isn't it 60000 yuan? I'll give it to you! Release it quickly!"

Lu Chong shook his head: "sixty thousand yuan is the price of the six horses. Where's your hand?" his foot used some force again.

Ma Changliang howled, "70000 yuan! I'll give you 70000 yuan. Let me go?"

Lu Chong smiled: "Mr. Ma, you are a man of status. Is your hand only worth ten thousand yuan?" put more effort on your feet.

Ma Changliang cried out in pain: "pain, pain! Don't step on it! I'll give you 100000, no, 200000!"

He climbed to the side of the BMW and took down a small box from the trunk. There were 20 stacks of cash in it.

Lu Chong took the box and smiled at Ma Changliang: "yes, more than 100000 people buy one hand. The price is very good. There will be such good business in the future. Ma always introduces me more!"

Ma Changliang didn't understand what Lu Chong meant. He thought that for the sake of money, Lu Chong would let go of his hand. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh and silently stared at Lu Chong. He was deeply resentful in his eyes. Nimabi beat me so badly. When I retreated, he had to find a professional killer to kill you!

Lu Chong glanced at Ma Changliang's venomous eyes, smiled coldly, flew up and kicked Ma Changliang's right wrist. With a click, Ma Changliang's right hand was broken from his wrist, white bones were exposed, and blood gushed wildly.

"Asshole! I'll give you money! How can you..." Ma Changliang never thought that he had given Lu Chong 200000, but he had to waste his hand! Too bad credit!

Lu Chong showed a blank face: "Mr. Ma, you're so boring! Just now you obviously added 200000 to make me waste your hand. I take people's money. Of course, I want to eliminate disasters for others. I don't quite understand. Where did your hand offend you? Why did you have to find someone to waste it? Oh, I understand. You have a new love and want to waste five girls! Alas, sin!"

Ma Changliang's horse face is longer and whiter. I dare say he didn't ask me to spend money to keep my hand, but asked me to spend money to waste my own hand! What evil did I do in my last life? How did I meet such an asshole? What a fucking asshole!

feel stifled! Extreme heart plug! Ma Changliang didn't come up in one breath, turned his eyes and fainted.

Lu Chong suspected that Ma Changliang was blocking his way, flew up and kicked Ma Changliang into a dustbin more than ten meters away.

Ma Changliang rushed down with his head and plunged into a trash can full of all kinds of dirty things. The lid of the trash can snapped up.

Lu Chong is very satisfied with his footwork. If he is the main striker of the national team, will he lose to those small garbage countries?

He was about to leave, but he heard a loud vomit. When he turned his head, it was Fang Bingbing. She was lying in the driver's seat of BMW Z4 sports car, vomit.

Lu Chong was too lazy to pay attention to this abnormal woman, but he allowed such a drunken beauty to be here. What if there were Ma Changliang's garbage of picking up corpses again.

He summoned up the last bit of pity and prepared to bring Fang Bingbing.

But when he came to Fang Bingbing, he found that she had vomited and was still sleeping in the co pilot's seat.

"Fang Bingbing! Wake up!" Lu Chong pushed her several times. She still fell into a deep drunken sleep and didn't wake up at all.

Lu Chong remembered, isn't Fang Bingbing Jiang Xueqing's girlfriend? He took his mobile phone from Fang Bingbing and looked for it for a long time, but he couldn't find Jiang Xueqing's name. Well, sister Tianxian's name is very pretentious. Will it be Jiang Xueqing's number.

He glanced at Fang Bingbing, who was full of wine, frowned and hurriedly dialed the number of sister Tianxian.

But unexpectedly, the other party hung up directly and returned a text message: "I'm having a meeting with foreign guests. I don't have time to quarrel with you. We all need to calm down!"

Lu Chong, look at the drunken Fang Bingbing. Calm down, you hair!

He put on the receiving earphone of the eavesdropper and listened carefully. Sure enough, Jiang Xueqing was communicating with foreign guests in fluent American English. The other party seemed to be a large software manufacturer in the world, second only to Microsoft and Oracle. Tianjian group attached great importance to this guest. Even President Jiang Xueqing took the battle in person and held a remote teleconference during the other party's working hours.

Lu Chong takes another look at Fang Bingbing, who is full of wine. Now it's not convenient to take her to Luoxia No. 1 villa. After all, Mr. Zhou hasn't left yet, and Wu Qingfang is also there.