"Damn, this car got smashed up pretty bad—all the windshield glass is shattered, and the hood is beaten in..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if you ask , there’s no point fixing this one, just buy a new car already."
"Wonder what the owner did to piss soone off this much; it’s brutal. Could it be he slept with soone else’s girlfriend?"
As soon as Mo Han and Luo Ning stepped out, they heard a noisy chattering from outside.
Mo Xiaochen felt sleepy and wanted to go back to the car. She looked in the direction where her mother had parked and was instantly stunned.
"Dad, Mom, our car..."
Following the direction pointed out by Mo Xiaochen, Mo Han and Luo Ning instantly looked over and saw two n wielding baseball bats, wrecking their new car.
Seeing their newly bought car trashed, Luo Ning’s anger surged imdiately.
After so much trouble to buy a new car for work, and now it was smashed; how could she swallow this anger?
With a swoosh, she was about to charge over.
It was at this mont that He Chen spoke up, "Miss Luo, you stay here with Chen Chen, Mister Mo and I will go take a look."
Luo Ning was not quite used to being called Mrs. Mo, so He Chen simply addressed her as Miss Luo.
He didn’t let Luo Ning go because he too felt a surge of anger.
Damn it, they dared to smash Mister Mo’s car on his turf. If word of this got to Miss Wen, where would he, the president of Jucail Comrcial Association, put his face?
Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his cellphone from his pocket, sent a text ssage to Liu Lao San, and then walked over with Mo Han.
Even from a distance, Mo Han recognized one of the car smashers as Tian Ye, Luo Ning’s high school classmate.
Looking at the other guy, big and muscular with tattoos all over, he was obviously an accomplice brought by Tian Ye.
Mo Han’s expression darkened. This Tian Ye was a real son of a bitch, actually leading soone to smash his car.
It seed he had been too lenient. If he’d known earlier, he should have stabbed deeper, enough to at least injure the guy’s leg.
Seeing Mo Han looking like he was about to make a move, He Chen quickly stepped in front of him and said, "Mister Mo, let handle this little matter."
"Okay," Mo Han nodded, his face cold.
He Chen breathed a sigh of relief, walked over with great strides, and shouted loudly, "Stop it!"
"I’m telling you to stop, did you hear !"
Tian Ye turned around and seeing the stranger He Chen, said contemptuously, "Who the fuck are you to tell to stop!"
Xiniu (Rhinoceros) Brother was just a street thug and had never seen a big shot like He Chen before. He sized up He Chen, who was dressed in a sharp suit and looked quite refined, likely soone who liked to ddle.
He huffed through his nose and smashed the side mirror forcefully right in front of He Chen.
With a crash, the side mirror, worth over thirty thousand yuan, was shattered to pieces.
Xiniu Brother provocatively glared at He Chen and scoffed, "What’s that? Mind your own business, or I’ll bash your head in next!"
As he spoke, he swung the baseball bat in his hand, as if ready to strike the mont He Chen uttered another word.
He Chen took a deep breath and coolly said to the two, "Do you know how much this car is worth?"
"How much? How much could a counterfeit BOSHTAI be worth?" Tian Ye said disdainfully, "Fifty thousand? Sixty thousand? Or seventy thousand?"
"Damn it, BOSHTAI? Open your damn dog eyes and see, is this a BOSHTAI?" He Chen pointed at the wrecked car and said, "These curves, these rims, does BOSHTAI have those?"
Tian Ye and Xiniu Brother both paused, slightly puzzled. They had been wondering while smashing the car because BOSHTAI was known for poor quality—a couple whacks and the car would have been done for.
But they had been smashing for over half an hour to get the car into its current state.
Especially Xiniu Brother, who paid special attention to the car’s waistline and rims during the smashing. The craftsmanship was definitely high-class and didn’t look like a knock-off, but Tian Ye had said the car badge was BOSHTAI’s unique "Z," and clearly it had been altered by soone. Xiniu Brother was thinking about money at that ti and didn’t take it seriously.
"If not BOSHTAI, then what? Don’t tell it’s a Porsche?" Tian Ye snorted, confident and unruffled.
He Chen was close to losing it. One had to have really bad eyes to confuse a Porsche with a BOSHTAI.
If there was anyone to bla, it was only because Mister Mo was too low profile, insisting on removing the logo from his Porsche Cayenne S and replacing it with the whimsically awful BOSHTAI. He shook his head and tore open the seat cushion of the driver’s seat, revealing a distinctive Porsche crest badge.
Then, He Chen removed the remaining few hidden decals.
To fulfill Mo Han’s request, he had specifically asked the repair shop to cover up the original Porsche badges and even replace the display screen.
But there were so aspects, like the unique LOGO on the seat cushions, that couldn’t be erased and had only been covered with a seat cover as a temporary fix.
Zoom, zoom, zoom...
Several hidden Porsche LOGOs appeared inside the car, and both Tian Ye and Xiniu Brother’s jaws twitched. The forr said incredulously, "How is that possible!!"
"If it’s a Porsche, why would they change the badge to BOSHTAI?"
His voice was tense, clearly believing most of it now.
Recalling the previous loss in the car race, he was suddenly shocked. If he wasn’t mistaken, it wasn’t that Mo Han had modified his car, but rather he was driving a Porsche Cayenne and that explained why he had been caught up so quickly, even after Tian Ye had a head start of over ten seconds.
Of course!
A locally made BMW with 252 horsepower could never compete with a Porsche Cayenne S with over 550 horsepower. Even if you brought Schumacher over, it would be impossible to win!
I was wondering why he was so confident about racing , turns out he had it all figured out!
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