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Chapter 317 Hit the city wall!

"I'm going to let you go to the martial arts hall, you're talking nonsense! If you weren't afraid of your hands and feet, I would have like this. If I asked you to go to the martial arts hall, you'd be driving me, you're talking nonsense!" Cao Sizhe suddenly smashed his phone into the front car window, and shouted in anger.

Sun Chengyi, who was so angry with his elder brother, had a pale face. He lowered his head and avoided the flying cell phone. He lay on the steering wheel without saying a word. The car had already stopped in the middle of the road. Mercedes-Benz, who was following behind, obviously saw something was wrong in front, and he stopped.

"How the hell did I give you brothers who are greedy and afraid of death? You have been so fucked up for eight lifetimes. I have lost all my face today by you four. If you do such a thing in the future, don't blame me for not being careless about Cao Sizhe. What do I do? Drive quickly and stop and wait for death!"

Cao Sizhe cursed Sun Chengyi in front of him, but the former was extremely aggrieved but did not dare to say a word. Who made the strongest person here be the Cao Sizhe family? If he turned against him, the Sun family would have to be difficult to get through in Jinling from now on, so he chose to remain silent.

But there was still a trace of viciousness on his face! Anyone who was scolded like this would be very unhappy, not to mention that Cao Sizhe threw his phone over. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he might have been shot.

He turned around and looked at him, but he was even more scolded by him as an idiot and did not dare to stop. He hurriedly let go of the brakes and followed Cao Sizhe's pointing to the Korean martial arts hall.

Cao Sizhe turned his head to the side and looked at half of his face in his heart, and couldn't help but curse Ye Shao, a bastard, who was really fucking ruthless. Thinking about his Taekwondo black belt being kicked away by the other party, he felt a sense of frustration.

The three people in the Mercedes-Benz who followed behind could not hear what happened between Cadillac and Sun Chengyi, but through the car window they could still vaguely see Cao Sizhe who was furious.

I couldn't help but pray for Sun Chengyi, who had suffered anger from the four people. I wondered if I would go back and compensate him. Because the three of them collectively betrayed the youngest Sun Chengyi on the issue of who drove Cao Sizhe just now. Now the other party was even scolded by the boss. They felt that they should compensate him.

Some of the three wondered if they would ask this kid to pick the cards first when they entered the heaven and earth next time, while others wondered if they wanted to give him the Rolex they won at the gambling table last time. Some wondered if they wanted to return the Ferrari sports car he lost to them last time.

However, when I thought the price of my losses was too high, I immediately gave up this idea. Originally, these people gathered together for the sake of profit, and it was possible for anyone to betray anyone in order to protect themselves. Paying such a large price does not conform to their principles of being a human being.

It doesn't conform to their family's principles.

The car drove around Qinhuai Avenue in Jinling for a distance and stopped in front of an extremely tall and magnificent landmark building. This foreign martial arts hall, known as the most arrogant foreign martial arts hall in Jinling, was a Taekwondo hall opened by the Bangzi Kingdom in Jinling.

Cao Sizhe is one of the students of this Taekwondo Pavilion and one of the disciples of Park Ji-yin, the gold medal coach in the museum. At the beginning, the other party did not want Cao Sizhe to become his disciple, but when two stacks of RMB were placed in front of Park Ji-yin.

The words that did not agree were immediately taken back, and readily agreed to Cao Sizhe's request and flattered him for a long time.

To what Cao Sizhe said to his brothers, what did they come to China for? If you collect money, you will give him money as long as you have money. He will do anything for you.

Today, Cao Sizhe once again made up his mind to make his own money route. It would be impossible for those three head coaches to take action without a money-making journey.

This is a nation without souls and extremely deformed thoughts. To be honest, even Cao Sizhe looked down on these people in the Kanzi. But now for his own purposes, Cao Sizhe decided to discuss with them.

After getting off the car, the four people accompanied Cao Sizhe, who looked ashen, into the guild hall. The female receptionists had long been familiar with the power of the five people, but today they saw that the five people had red and swollen faces and wrinkled clothes on their faces.

Forgot to open the door and stood there in a daze. This action undoubtedly aroused the anger of Sun Chengyi, who was extremely unhappy in his heart.

"What do you think? Believe it or not, I will kill you tonight! Damn, a bunch of bitches! Open the door!"

After being scared by Sun Chengyi like this, the four female receptionists dared not be negligent. They hurriedly opened the door and bowed their heads to the five people in fear to apologize.

"Enough sincerity, we still have some serious business! Let them go this time." Cao Sizhe looked at Sun Chengyi with some boredom, the master who was scolded and bullied women and said coldly.

The latter then snorted coldly and followed Cao Sizhe into the martial arts hall. Seeing the five evil gods walking in, the four women breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the four of them had long been accustomed to serving these senior members, they were not the ones they dared to annoy them.

In that way, not only will they lose such a job that earns more than 10,000 yuan a month, but they may even lose their lives. They know that these second-generation ancestors will always be beasts who kill people without blinking. Of course, they can only say these words in their stomachs.

Unless they really want to die!

After entering the martial arts hall, Cao Sizhe led the four of them to the director's office. He knew that the three of them were waiting for him inside.

I believe that Park Ji-yin also knows that this time he is looking for him must be related to money, and he is always indifferent to money, a guy from the Kung-zi country.

Sure enough, when the five people entered the curator's office, they saw that there were two extremely tough Chinese people around his Taekwondo master Park Ji-yin.

Jin Zhinan, the director of the Taekwondo Pavilion, saw Cao Sizhe and the other five coming in, hurriedly got up and said.

"Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Cao to come so soon. What's wrong with your face? Is it important?" Jin Zhinan, who had a smile on his face, immediately changed his words when he saw Cao Sizhe's redness and swollen face. Some asked.

"It's nothing. I accidentally hit the wall today." Cao Sizhe responded. After hearing what his elder brother said, the four people behind wanted to laugh, but they could only endure it. They were until their elder brother's temper.

Hearing Cao Sizhe's words that wouldn't even believe him, Jin Zhinan almost laughed and thrust in his heart. He bumped into it? What a fool! Who is fucking enough to hit his face against the wall? And his whole face is swollen and tall, unless this kid is hitting the wall with a rocket, otherwise how could he be so cruel?

Moreover, the swollen shape of the half-face was obviously the shape of a footprint. Could it be that the wall was the shape of a shoe? Look at the four people following behind, their faces were also covered with red and purple footprints.
Chapter completed!
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