88: Chapter 87: Insanity 88: Chapter 87: Insanity “This is clearly a scam; I never hit his car, and I have a ton of stuff that needs to be delivered on ti, no ti to go back with you.” The truck driver unwillingly said.
“Look at that, scared to go to the police station, guilty conscience, huh!” The Ferrari owner said seriously.
“I won’t pay; I didn’t hit your car.
You think you can scam ?
No way.” The truck driver said, flush with anger.
“Oh, looking for a fight, are you!
Hit my car and now you want to fight!”
Leng Ningzi’s face turned ugly at this mont.
As a rookie, she didn’t understand much, and this was the first ti she ran into such a frustrating situation.
She was even more clueless about what to do.
“Have you two idiots had enough?
Don’t you have any public morals?
Resolve your own disputes sowhere else, but blocking the road here, preventing everyone from driving normally, it affects many things.
Do you know how much it costs when you delay just a minute?
Tens of millions!” Mu Chen ranted at this ti.
Upon hearing Mu Chen’s words, Leng Ningzi suddenly felt relieved—yes!
If two people are blocking the road, they can be detained and taken back.
“Kid, don’t think you’re sothing special.
Our issues don’t involve you,” said the Ferrari owner, displeased.
“I didn’t want to get involved.
I couldn’t be bothered.
But now I’ve changed my mind.
Not only will I get involved, but I’ll also make sure you go to jail,” Mu Chen said with a smile.
Many were puzzled.
How could Mu Chen send soone to jail?
Was he a police chief or soone important?
“Ha, kid, I’d like to see how you’d make go to jail,” said the Ferrari owner disdainfully.
“Mu Chen, the thug, this is my case to handle, no need for you to interfere,” Leng Ningzi said, seething with rage as she looked at Mu Chen, too dismissive of her, not even realizing who the cop was.
“I don’t have ti to waste here.
I’ll sort it out for you, and quickly at that.
Don’t thank —just leave your ho address, and I’ll be visiting you in the dead of night,” Mu Chen said with a chuckle.
“Do you really have a way?” Leng Ningzi asked doubtfully, genuinely pleased if there was a solution.
“I do.”
“Alright then!”
“Ferrari owner, huh?
Driving a Ferrari around trying to con people, do you really think everyone around is an idiot?” Mu Chen said with a cold laugh.
“What do you an?” The Ferrari owner’s face changed as he spoke.
“I took a close look just now; your car is scratched right here near the front light.
And you have good driving skills, managing to perfectly scrape this spot every ti.
It seems you’ve scamd quite a bit of money before, haven’t you?” Mu Chen said seriously.
“What are you trying to imply?” The Ferrari owner’s complexion changed again.
“I’m saying you intentionally brought your car into contact with the truck, it’s as simple as that.”
“Do you have any evidence?
Did you see it with your own eyes?”
“You’re smart, picking on a truck driver who probably gets drowsy and doesn’t realize what’s going on, giving you the chance.
But you made one mistake—eting a tough nut who’d rather die than admit.
As for the evidence, I believe you’ve scamd many people before.
If the police were to investigate, it won’t take long to get results,” Mu Chen said once more, gravely.
“You…” The color drained from the Ferrari owner’s face, growing somber as he realized Mu Chen had called his bluff.
Many onlookers had been watching, and as the Ferrari owner’s complexion kept changing, they started to understand what was happening.
They couldn’t help but admire Mu Chen’s cleverness.
“This thug is quite smart to have seen through that,” Leng Ningzi thought to herself, her view of Mu Chen starting to change.
She did not understand how, but she began to see him in a new light.
“Ha ha ha, young man, you really are sothing.
It is indeed true.
Recently I heard a buddy of mine got scamd by a Ferrari for a few thousand bucks.
He was actually happy that the Ferrari owner didn’t ask for more, so I paid attention.
I saw clearly this disgusting Ferrari owner, moving his car close to my truck,” the truck driver proclaid loudly.
After the truck driver finished speaking, everyone beca even more convinced.
“You all are bullying ; I’m leaving.” The Ferrari owner’s face changed drastically, and he quickly made an escape.
The Ferrari dashed off at a high speed, and with his sudden departure, many people didn’t have ti to react.
The truck driver was already close to catching up with the Ferrari and could potentially escape.
However, the next mont everyone’s expressions changed again, as Mu Chen’s speed was even more frightening.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Ferrari owner, threw a punch that sent him flying, and then said, “I told you, I’d make sure you go to jail.”
Leng Ningzi quickly approached the Ferrari owner as well, with handcuffs ready to cuff him.
“Kid, I’ll rember you, I’ll rember you for ruining my plan,” the Ferrari owner shouted loudly.
“Shabu,” Mu Chen said, and left imdiately.
Everyone looked at Mu Chen, their previous prejudices lting away.
Mu Chen’s strength alone, as well as his exposure of the fraudster, commanded respect.
“Alright, truck driver, drive off imdiately.
You two, take this man away.
I’ll drive the Ferrari,” Leng Ningzi said, looking at the three of them.
However, when she finished speaking, her gaze followed the retreating figure of Mu Chen, with sothing different in her eyes.
For the first ti, she took an interest in a man.
She wanted to know who Mu Chen was, soone so extraordinary.
After the two cars drove away and the road was clear for normal traffic, Mu Chen humd the tune of “Little Apple” as he quickly arrived at Qingcheng International’s underground parking garage, then carried the chicken soup as he headed towards the company.
But Mu Chen hadn’t walked far when he suddenly stopped, looked around, and said, “Co out, no need to hide.”
“Kid, I heard you’re pretty arrogant.
Today, we’re going to beat you to a pulp,” said a group of dozens suddenly appearing in the parking lot, with several cars blocking the entrance.
“Is it Tian Gang who hired you guys?
Or so deputy general manager Zhao or sothing?” Mu Chen asked with a cold chuckle.
“Does it matter who sent us?
Next, you’ll beco a vegetable slowly thinking about it in the hospital.”
“Let’s not talk about who sent you; I want to know who you are first, that should be fine, right?”
“Ha ha, want to know who we are?
Alright, we’ll let you die knowing!”
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