The commotion here had already alerted the surrounding students. Everyone gathered around, and quite a number of people whispered. "Quick, look, it's Young Master Dali fighting with the new transfer student!" "Yes, yes, that transfer student is tall and strong, it won't be easy to deal with him this time." "I heard that this transfer student just beat up Young Master Liu Mingcheng, and now he's looking for Young Master Dali." "Yes, he's planning to become the big boss of our school. I heard that the first year's leader, Bu Lixue, was also taught a lesson by them." "Impressive, this physique …"
"Hehe, let me introduce myself." Hearing the discussions of the surrounding students, the muscular man laughed and said, "My name is Xiong Wei, I'm the future big boss of this school. I heard that Young Master Dali is quite powerful. This is our first meeting, please take care of me. "
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. It was obvious that he intended to compete with Hong Dali's strength in his palm!
I can't shake it, I can't shake it!
Ling Yi, Du Xinzhen, and the rest were frightened. This Xiong Wei used this move right from the start, and they couldn't help him. At least, they had never heard of anyone helping to shake hands — moreover, with their strength, they couldn't help even if they wanted to!
"Oh, hello, hello." Since he had already stretched out his hand, it wouldn't be right if he didn't shake it. Thus, Hong Dali symbolically stretched out his hand. "Hello, hello. You're too polite. I didn't take care of you much in the past, I guess I won't need to in the future."
Yet, once he shook his hand, Hong Dali felt that something was wrong.
This Xiong Wei obviously knew that Hong Dali's physique was on the thin side, and he started to tighten his grip. Instantly, a strong force came through. Hong Dali frowned slightly, then instantly laughed coldly in his heart and shook his hand back.
Damn, I haven't even used my strength when I increased it to 100, and you're sending yourself to your death …
Speaking of Hong Dali's sexual ability, it was quite outstanding. His strength naturally wouldn't be bad even if he increased it to 100. If it was calculated according to that thing, this strength of 100 would at least be comparable to Tyson's full-force attack on Earth.
Speaking of which, this Xiong Wei indeed wanted to take Hong Dali down a notch.
His backer was the young master of Jaban State's Toyota Consortium, Ko Gohon. His target before coming here was Hong Dali. Today, he had originally planned to beat Hong Dali up, or at least humiliate him. However, he didn't expect Hong Dali to have more than 20 people following him to lunch. Since according to the intelligence, Hong Dali wouldn't wear the exoskeleton armor when he went to school, then the best way was to shake his hand and force him to beg for mercy.
However, when the two of them shook hands, Xiong Wei soon realized that something was wrong. He did not feel anything at first.
The other party's palm was like an iron hoop, tightly wrapping around his hand, increasing in strength. At first, he was barely able to hold on, but soon, he felt as if his hand was on fire, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
At this time, the brother with colorful hair next to him also noticed that something was wrong. He kindly asked, "Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?"
If he hadn't asked, it would have been fine. But now that he asked, Xiong Wei had to hold on no matter what. His head was bleeding, he couldn't lose face! His face was red, and the smell of sweat emanated from his body. Even his wet underwear was tightly wrapped around his little waist, but he still forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's a small problem. I just wanted to say hello to Young Master Hong Dali."
"Ah, haha, haha." Hong Dali pretended not to know anything. His gaze was rather innocent. "Aiya, Young Master Xiong Wei, what's wrong with you? Is it an old illness acting up again? Aiya, why are you so enthusiastic? Look at you, you're sweating profusely. It's really hot today … "He said it casually, but the poor Xiong Wei's hand was starting to make a" ka-ba ka-ba "sound.
Hong Dali never embarrassed himself. At this time, he expressed his innocence — I really can't stand his enthusiasm, look, I can't even pull my hand back …
Hong Dali said it casually, but in Xiong Wei's ears, it had a completely different meaning.
He wanted to let go, but at this time, even a fool could see that the two of them were competing. If he let go of his own accord, how was he going to survive in the future?
Sure enough, after a while, the surrounding people started discussing. "Hey, look, why is this Xiong Wei sweating so much? He definitely hasn't beaten Young Master Hong Dali before, right?" "If you didn't mention it, I really wouldn't have noticed. Look at his cold sweat, his hands and neck are all red. He must have lost!" "It can't be, right? Doesn't that mean that he's courting death? "
Xiong Wei was filled with hatred, but he couldn't let go. But if he didn't let go, his hand would probably turn purple …
Was his face more important or his hand more important? That was the question — at this point, who cared about face? It had to be his hand!
Xiong Wei was in so much pain that his mucus almost flowed out. His originally 1.85 meters tall body also withered. He sucked in a cold breath and said, "Well said, well said. Young Master Hong Dali, why aren't you letting go …"
"Ah?" Hong Dali was even more innocent this time. "You are so passionate, how can I let go? A person must have a conscience. Aiya, I heard that the car you drove today was not bad, give it to me … "
He was almost clenching his hand until it turned black, and he was still saying that a person must have a conscience. Xiong Wei was filled with hatred. "Sure, sure. Young Master Hong Dali, just let go. The car I drove today was indeed not bad, I will give it to you …"
"Oh …" Hong Dali let out a long "oh" and casually increased the strength of his hand. "Give me the car key!"
"Sure, sure!" Xiong Wei felt his heart stop for half a beat. He hurriedly passed the car key over. "This is the car key …"
"How can I accept this …" Hong Dali acted innocent after getting a bargain. "Oh right, what car did you drive today? What's the car plate number? "
Xiong Wei was really embarrassed today. With tears in his eyes, he said, "The red Lars. The car plate number is Tian A 66888 …"
"Oh, sure …" Hong Dali finally smiled and retracted his hand. "Since you came to give me the car so sincerely, I will reluctantly accept it. Thank you very much!"
Xiong Wei was depressed. "Young Master Hong Dali is too polite. If there is nothing else, I will leave first …"
"Go."
After Xiong Wei and the rest left dejectedly, Ling Yi softly said, "Young Master Hong Dali, his car …"
Hong Dali humphed and said, "I haven't smashed a car in a long time. Brothers, let's go and listen!"
Soon, they reached the parking lot. Liu Mingcheng, who was beaten up previously, heard the news and rushed over. Once he saw Hong Dali, he gave him a thumbs up. "Dali, good job. Miracles really happen. Hahaha!"
"Since it was delivered to my doorstep, I will be so embarrassed if I don't accept it …" Hong Dali's face was full of innocence. "Which car is that Xiong Wei's?"
"That one, the dark red one!" Liu Mingcheng hurriedly pointed out to Hong Dali.
Looking in the direction that Liu Mingcheng pointed, at one side of the parking lot, there was a dark red single-seater sports car. It had a streamlined body, a super low chassis, and a shiny golden crown on the front of the car. Good stuff!
Hong Dali grinned and looked at Liu Mingcheng. "Aren't you going to look for some bricks, steel pipes, or big hammers?"
"Okay!" Seeing this, Liu Mingcheng knew what Hong Dali was going to do. Without saying another word, he turned around and left with his few buddies.
Ling Yi softly asked, "Brother Dali, are you still planning to …"
"Of course I'm going to squander. Is there a need to ask?" Hong Dali said matter-of-factly. "I haven't heard a car in a long time …"
Very quickly, Liu Mingcheng and a few others carried their weapons and ran back. Two big hammers and a steel pipe as thick as a child's arm were placed in front of Hong Dali. Liu Mingcheng beamed with delight and asked, "Dali, old rules?" This fellow had just smashed his car a few months ago. Now, he was smiling and asking if it was the old rules. It was quite funny.
"Of course." Hong Dali expressionlessly looked at the car and said, "Let's see how this one sounds."
Saying so, he turned his head and said to Liu Mingcheng, "Smash it!"
"Okay!" Liu Mingcheng didn't hesitate at all and raised the big hammer!
A series of deafening muffled sounds were heard. The glass shards shattered all over the ground. But in the blink of an eye, this car had the same ending as his previous Trident sports car. It could only be sold as scrap metal …
It wasn't common for a car to be smashed. The surrounding students pointed and said, "Haha, retribution is really fast. Xiong Wei just beat up Liu Mingcheng, and then his car got smashed! " "That's right. What a pity. It cost hundreds of thousands …" "We don't understand the wisdom of a godly person. But this time, Xiong Wei has really lost his face." "That's right, let's see if he still wants to be the boss! Haha! "
Xiong Wei looked at the car that had been smashed into scrap metal from afar. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He had bought this car less than three days ago …
"Brother, are we just going to watch like this?" The underling beside him anxiously said, "Why don't we just go over and fight to the death with them!"
"Are you stupid?" Xiong Wei despondently said, "This Hong Dali is really called Dali. His strength is really damn big. If he punches you, you'll definitely be lying on the ground! Don't say anymore. Hurry up and go back to report to Young Master! "
…
Imperial Hotel.
"Young Master, Xiong Wei and the rest have failed." The bodyguard carefully reported to Ko Gohon. "Xiong Wei challenged Hong Dali in strength and lost very badly. He even lost his car. It was smashed into pieces and then sold as scrap metal."
"Idiot!" Ko Gohon was furious. "These two pieces of trash can't even defeat Hong Dali. What's the use of keeping them?! Ask them to scram. Don't ever appear in front of me again! "
"Got it!" The bodyguard hurriedly agreed and asked, "Then, Young Master, next …"
"Immediately start publicizing Min Feiyao's concert!" Ko Gohon slowly said, "Since we can't use force, then we'll use culture! This time, we must completely suppress Hong Dali in the entertainment industry and make him unable to raise his head in the future! Hurry up! "
"Yes!"
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