While several security guards looked at each other angrily, a young gangster with yellow hair leaned against the wall with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, his face full of disdain.
He held a cigarette in his mouth and blew the ashes, and asked in an arrogant tone: "What? Illegal detention?"
One of the security guards sneered and said, "Young man, you are so brave. You dare to come to our place to cause trouble. Do you know who owns that van? Humph! I'll look after you later!"
The gangster sneered and said nonchalantly: "Of course I know whose car it is, otherwise what do you think I'm doing here? Don't tell me that I poured paint on his car. If you come back later, I'm going to burn the car.
It’s just a van, it’s only 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, I can afford to pay for this little money.”
After he threw away the cigarette butt, he thought he was very good at crushing it with his toes, then looked at the security guards and asked with a playful smile:
"How much do you watchdogs earn in a month? If you know what I'm doing, let me go quickly, otherwise I'll call my brothers and I'll make sure you have no peace!"
The security guards were furious when they heard this, and when they were about to speak, they heard someone at the door ask: "Is it you who poured paint on my car?"
"Hello, Mr. Wen!"
"Mr. Wen, you're here, this little brat is deliberately looking for trouble, you can't let him off lightly!"
"That's right! He also threatened to burn the car!"
The security captain immediately came up and asked: "Do you think we should call the police or keep it private? If we keep it private, I'm afraid you have to avoid it. We will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Wen Zheng glanced at him, waved his hand and said: "Don't bother, just pay."
The gangster rolled his eyes when he heard this, and immediately took out his mobile phone and said with a smile: "You still know what's going on. The whole car of yours is worth less than 2,000 yuan to paint. I'll give you 5,000 yuan, and I'll take a video later, okay?"
Sample?"
Wen Zheng smiled and said, "It's okay to make videos. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want to ruin it."
The expressions of all the security guards changed slightly, and they all secretly wondered whether Wen Zheng was out of his mind? For such a small amount of money, he could endure such a bad breath and let people insult him casually?
The little gangster was also stunned on the spot.
He didn't expect Wen Zheng to be so easy-going. If he could really spend money to humiliate Wen Zheng, after the video was posted online, he would be a new internet celebrity just around the corner.
Before he could speak, Wen Zheng said in a deep voice: "I just took a look and found that more than half of the car body was damaged. I won't ask you for more. I just want to pay you one million yuan."
The security guards were stunned.
The gangster immediately shouted: "What?! One million? You are blackmailing! That broken bread only costs a few dollars, but spray paint costs one million? I want to call the police!"
Wen Zheng spread his hands and said: "Okay, let's wait until the police come. By the way, let me remind you, have you ever seen a v12 van?"
The security guards suddenly realized, no wonder Wen Zheng's van looked different from ordinary vans. It was customized by He Zheng. Now there was a good show. The gangster threatened to burn the van, and the surveillance camera also recorded it.
According to the laws of the Dragon Kingdom, if the amount of damage to other people's property is too large and the circumstances are serious, you can be sentenced to several years!
The little gangster naturally knew that if the van was really worth a lot of money, he would really have a choice. At this point, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Soon, he forced himself to calm down and said, "You're trying to scare me, right? It's just a broken van. I'll give you five thousand yuan at most, otherwise I'll sue you for extortion. Even if you have great hands and eyes, the worst I can do is poke you online."
Disgraced!"
Wen Zheng sneered, turned around and left.
When the security captain saw this, he immediately realized that Wen Zheng was trying to make excuses, so he shouted smartly: "This little brat doesn't look like someone who can spend a million dollars. Then who, if you don't call the police, what are you waiting for!"
With this voice roaring out, the gangster's psychological defense was on the verge of collapse.
He shouted hurriedly: "Wait a minute, please speak clearly! Why do you want one million? Yours is obviously a van, not a sports car!"
When Wen Zheng heard this, he really stood firm, turned around and said with a smile, "Don't you want to give up? That's fine, I'll take you to see it."
Lean less.
The gangster sat slumped next to the silver-white van that had been splashed with red paint, his hands trembling weakly.
He never expected that a van was really equipped with a V12 engine, and its interior could be so luxurious. Although it looked like a tasteless nouveau riche, it was indeed made of gold, jade, and ancient wood.
All of them, it's simply "trenched" and inhumane.
There is no doubt that he really cannot afford to pay for the damaged car body.
Wen Zheng said at the right time: "The friendship price is one million private. Otherwise, we will see you in court. We also have surveillance on you threatening to burn the car. I believe it will be enough for you to stay there for three to five years."
The little gangster was shocked when he heard this. He rolled on the ground and knelt at Wen Zheng's feet. He was about to cry but said without tears: "Can you please let me go? I've been cheated too!"
Wen Zheng said coldly: "Who?"
"Can this matter be written off in one stroke? I really can't afford one million."
The little gangster struggled.
Wen Zheng sneered: "Are you negotiating terms with me?"
The gangster struggled for a long time with a wrinkled face, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "It's Mr. Wang! He asked me to come and cause some trouble for you. I originally planned to use a sack to do something evil, but I guess I couldn't beat you, so I came over and splashed paint on you.
I also did some tricks on your brakes, but I didn’t expect the security here to be very powerful.”
Wen Zheng couldn't help but frown, this kid actually tampered with his brakes!
Seeing that Wen Zheng looked embarrassed, the gangster quickly added: "Mr. Wang wants to cause some trouble for you because he lost money. Oh, by the way, his name is Wang Long, and he is the boss of building materials here.
The strength is not small. You see...I have said everything I should say about this matter..."
Wen Zheng waved his hand and said: "Get out! Remember to bring me a message. You can ask him to apologize tomorrow and pay for the car repairs by the way. Let's forget about it."
The little gangster had a sneer in his heart, thinking to himself that Wen Zheng was really a fool.
After I leave here, it will be difficult for you to find me again. As for Mr. Wang, hey, can you offend a little star? A powerful dragon can't overpower a local snake!
Not long after.
In a bathing center.
The gangster leaned next to a tattooed man. After telling him that he was caught for throwing paint, he said with a grimace: "Brother Wang, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's just that I'm too weak. That Wen Zheng is also extremely arrogant, I'll report it all
Your name is famous, what do you think he said? He actually said that you were a fool and asked you to apologize to him tomorrow and pay for the car repairs by the way."
Wang Long let out a heavy breath, suppressed his anger and waved his hands: "I understand, you can go out first."
The gangster was slightly startled and said hurriedly: "Brother Wang, we can't let this matter go. It's okay if he forces me to kneel down, but if he slaps you in the face, that's too much. You..."
"Snapped!"
Wang Long slapped the young gangster in the face and cursed angrily: "You useless thing, I asked you to bring someone to teach him a lesson, and you just went to throw paint? It doesn't matter if you throw paint, but if you let people catch you, you can't catch him."
Forget it, do you still have the nerve to claim my name? I’ve already embarrassed you! Get out!”
The little gangster covered his face, looking extremely resentful.
He wanted to say that although he was caught, the people sent to spray paint on Wen Zheng's house must have completed their task. However, the elder brother was not in a good mood, so he dared to say more.
Wang Long couldn't help but frown when he saw his younger brother leaving in despair.
He has long been tired of playing second- and third-tier starlets. A gentle man who has just gained some fame dares to utter such arrogant words and ask him to apologize in person?
"Tsk! Today's young people are becoming more and more unruly."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he immediately took out his phone and ordered: "Arrange a dozen brothers who are desperate for their lives, prepare everything, and be at my disposal at any time."