Then Zhao Hai suddenly thought of some good ideas. He had a brainwave and said, "Jiang Cheng, sit tight. I'm going to start the Porsche Tiger again."
"What?" Jiang Cheng stared at him with wide eyes and asked in confusion, "Are you right? There is a group of people in front of us now. If you rush up, then it's not a matter of one life, but a matter of a group of people's lives. "
Jiang Cheng was terrified. He stared at Zhao Hai's every move, for fear that Zhao Hai would do something irrational.
"Beep, beep, beep."
Zhao Hai put his hand on the whistle button. As he pressed it, the front of the Porsche Tiger made a continuous and rhythmic sound.
Then, Zhao Hai twisted the key and started the motor of the Porsche Tiger. At this time, the sound from the car was gone again.
This group of passers-by were not idiots. They knew that when the motor was running, there would be noise.
"Oh my God, hurry up! This bastard is going to hit us again. "
The crowd in front suddenly panicked and fled in all directions.
Zhao Hai was really bold. He dared to step on the gas. Wasn't he afraid that the group of people would not move and let him hit them? This situation was not impossible. As long as the group of people was bolder than Zhao Hai, they were more likely to do such a thing.
However, it turned out that no one around was bolder than Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai and Jiang Cheng's vision suddenly brightened.
"Jiang Cheng, did you see that? My trick worked, didn't it?"
Their Porsche Tiger was on the road again, and the crowd behind them kept chasing. But this time, they couldn't catch up with Zhao Hai's car. Who told them to let Zhao Hai run away just now?
"Zhao Hai, I didn't expect you to be such a person."
"What kind of person?" Zhao Hai replied with a smile.
"You're not afraid of death. What if they don't leave? What will you do? Don't tell me he really crashed into it? "
When Zhao Hai heard Jiang Cheng's words, he smiled and thought, "Jiang Cheng is really stupid. Does he really think that those people are not afraid of death?"
"Jiang Cheng, are you afraid of death?" Zhao Hai asked.
"Of course! No one is unafraid of death. If they die, their entire life will be gone, and everything will have nothing to do with them. Considering this point, everyone is afraid of death. "
"Then will you stand still and let me hit you?" Zhao Hai asked.
At that moment, Jiang Cheng instantly understood what Zhao Hai wanted to express. He replied, "I understand you. You're competing to see who's bolder! As for these ordinary citizens, they can't compare to you at all. That's why you dare to play like this. "
"You finally understand."
Zhao Hai said with a smile.
Their Porsche Tiger was driving on the road, and they soon arrived at Mo Sanro Bar.
"We're here. Hurry up and get out." Jiang Cheng jumped out and rushed in alone.
"Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like we're fighting for food! It's really not. " Zhao Hai was quite helpless. He had just braked the car, and the other's body had already disappeared from his sight.
"If only Jiang Cheng's nervousness could be the motivation for his daily struggles."
Zhao Hai sighed helplessly and then walked in himself.
This time, to Zhao Hai's surprise, there was no longer a large poster at the entrance. In other words, Lao Luo had torn down his favorite poster.
"Not bad." Zhao Hai mumbled, "You're worth teaching."
He smiled as he walked into Mo Sanro Bar. The scene that appeared in front of him once again shocked him. The posters that were originally pasted on the wall had all been torn down by Ol 'Ge, and now the ground was littered with the pieces of the posters, as well as large posters.
The situation inside was like a war. Zhao Hai tiptoed in.
"Jiang Cheng, what's wrong with Lao Luo? Is he sick? "
"I don't know. He's probably been provoked."
At that moment, Old Ge, who was working on the stairs, heard the conversation between the two people. He didn't even turn his head and said, "You guys came at the right time. Come and help me. Tear down all the posters on this wall."
"No problem." Jiang Cheng replied.
Then, Jiang Cheng was about to drag Zhao Hai to tear down the posters, but he was rejected.
"You go by yourself. I'll stay here and observe. Maybe I'll come up with something creative."
"If you have any creative ideas, let's tear down all the posters first."
Although Jiang Cheng said that, in his heart, he thought that Zhao Hai was lying. He thought that Zhao Hai was just slacking off.
"Alright, hurry up and come over." Jiang Cheng suddenly grabbed Zhao Hai's shirt. Now, even if Zhao Hai wanted to slack off, he couldn't escape from Jiang Cheng's palm.
"Don't pull my shirt. It's so expensive!" Zhao Hai said angrily. He stared at Jiang Cheng's palm. "Look at your hand. It's black. How dare you touch my expensive shirt? You can afford it, right?"
"You're talking to me about money?" Jiang Cheng asked, glaring at Zhao Hai. The two of them had been friends for decades. Now that things had come to this, Zhao Hai still cared about such a small amount of money.
"Tell me, which is more important, friendship or money?"
"I don't know. Anyway, my clothes are also very important," Zhao Hai replied.
"Okay." Jiang Cheng turned around abruptly and then walked to the side alone.
He raised his hands high and shouted, "Zhao Hai, remember me! When we meet later, don't talk to me. "
It seemed that the other party was angry. Zhao Hai was quite helpless about this scene. He thought to himself, Why is Jiang Cheng so easily angry? I'm just saying what I want to say. Why does he care so much?
Zhao Hai's words just now weren't a lie. Those were his true thoughts. In any case, friendship couldn't be eaten, so money was still very important. The friendship between two people should be more of an emotional connection. However, Zhao Hai didn't think of this and didn't pay much attention to it.
He thought that Jiang Cheng was still too stingy, which was why the situation just now happened.
"Jiang Cheng, don't be angry," Zhao Hai shouted as he slowly approached Jiang Cheng.
At that moment, Old Ge had just torn down a poster, and the direction in which he was about to throw it happened to be where Zhao Hai was at that moment. Moreover, even if Zhao Hai walked fast enough, the size of the poster was enough to cover his entire body.
"Watch out!"
Lao Luo shouted. He placed both of his hands on the edge of his mouth, creating the effect of amplifying his voice.
"What?"
Zhao Hai suddenly raised his head. A black mass suddenly covered his head. "Holy sh * t!"
"What the hell is this?"
"Could it be a poster?"
Jiang Cheng turned around and saw this scene. His lips curled into a strange smile. "Serves you right for being so disloyal just now."
At that moment, he would rather watch from the side than go and help Zhao Hai. It seemed that Jiang Cheng was a person who held grudges.
"I'd better go do my own thing." Jiang Cheng turned around and tore down the poster, leaving Zhao Hai there alone. Moreover, a large poster was covering his body.
"This stupid poster, see if I don't tear it apart." Zhao Hai said angrily. Then, he ran with all his might. Although he was running with his back bent, his speed wasn't affected at all. It was comparable to his previous speed when he was in his best condition.
"Run!"
Zhao Hai planned to run to the edge of the poster. That way, she could get rid of the poster on her body.
However, this was a bar, and there were tables and chairs all around. It was very likely that she would bump into a table or chair.
More importantly, there were corresponding wine glasses on the tables and chairs. If Zhao Hai bumped into it, he would probably have to pay Lao Luo. Lao Luo wasn't a generous person. In contrast, he was very stingy. Therefore, as long as Zhao Hai broke anything in his bar, he would inevitably lose a sum of money.
"Bang!"
This result was not unexpected. Zhao Hai bumped into a wooden table and then knocked over the two tables next to it. Moreover, one of them was the most expensive jade table. It seemed that Zhao Hai was in trouble this time.
"What did I bump into?" Zhao Hai murmured. He, who was running just now, had no choice but to stop at this moment.
If he found out that he had crashed into the most expensive table in Mo Sanro Bar, Zhao Hai would probably go crazy.
"Ah!"
Lao Luo glanced at the situation behind him. At that moment, he didn't feel good.
Then, Lao Luo jumped down from the ladder and rushed to Zhao Hai's side.
"What did you just do?!"
"My precious table! I imported it from South Africa. It's worth 50,000 yuan. "
Zhao Hai listened to these words and blinked his eyes dryly. He thought to himself, "50,000 yuan table? Isn't that too scary? And it seems that I've broken it? "
"Damn!" Zhao Hai's originally calm face suddenly turned into one of horror. Her legs trembled as she stood in place.
"What should I do now? 50,000 yuan? Although I have money, 50,000 yuan is still my monthly income. "
"And this 50,000 yuan is in US dollars, right?" Zhao Hai murmured. If it was really in US dollars, then he would have to pay even more.
"Please don't be in US dollars, please don't be in US dollars." Zhao Hai prayed in his heart. He hoped that his wish would come true. However, the decision on this matter was actually in Lao Luo's hands.
Moreover, this matter had already been decided in the first place. No matter how much Zhao Hai prayed, the jade table's worth 50,000 US dollars or 50,000 Vietnamese yuan was already determined.
"This is the only jade table in South Africa. I spent 50,000 US dollars to buy it. But now? Now? It's gone. This is a priceless treasure. "
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