Chapter 85: Are You Blind as a Bat?

"You... what are you trying to do!"

Xu Changqing struggled as he spoke; he had never expected Zhang Xiaofan to make a move so suddenly.

"What am I trying to do? I risked my life racing for you, and now you want to back out? What do you take me for?" Zhang Xiaofan said coldly. "You have two choices. One, smash your car. Two, I kill you."

"Are you fucking stupid?" Xu Changqing still refused to yield, fury blazing in his eyes as he shouted toward the others nearby. "Take this bastard out for me. One million each."

"Oh? Still not convinced?" Zhang Xiaofan tightened his grip on Xu Changqing's throat and slammed him hard against the hood.

Xu Changqing's vision went dizzy at once, sparks flashing before his eyes. Damn it, why was this kid so ruthless?

"Kid, let go of Young Master Xu, and you might suffer a little less." Just then, the silver-clad man who had already taken off his pants earlier, then hurriedly put them back on, stepped toward Zhang Xiaofan.

A million. He was merely an ordinary man, only barely worthy of being called a rich second generation. How could he not be tempted?

The others immediately agreed as well. After all, they usually ran with Xu Changqing, and with a million on the table, they all wanted to go after Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan merely smiled. "Don't say I didn't warn you. You'd better behave, or else..."

Before he could finish, the earlier young man surnamed Xu suddenly lunged forward and kicked out, shouting, "Go act tough somewhere else, you bastard."

Clearly, since Zhang Xiaofan had arrived in a Cayenne and was so young, they did not believe he had any background or real skill.

Zhang Xiaofan sighed helplessly. Why did people always seem to like getting themselves beaten?

Without even really looking, Zhang Xiaofan snapped a leg backward, the toe of his shoe striking Xu's chin. The tremendous force sent Xu sprawling to the ground; even his front tooth was knocked out, and he rolled around in agony.

A warning to the rest kept the others from coming forward. They watched Zhang Xiaofan warily, all of them realizing he was not someone easy to deal with.

"I told you to make a move!"

At that moment, Song Wenwen even planted a foot on Xu's body. She really was a tough girl.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Xu Changqing and said nothing. He only kept a death grip on his throat. Xu Changqing's breathing grew more and more difficult, yet Zhang Xiaofan still showed no intention of letting go.

The meaning was simple: if you don't smash the car, I'll kill you today.

"Uh... uh..." Xu Changqing struggled violently, trying to gasp for air, but Zhang Xiaofan would not grant him that mercy. He just watched him calmly, with a faint smile, as though there were not the slightest trace of malice in him.

Yet in Xu Changqing's eyes, it was terrifying beyond measure.

"I... I'll smash it..."

Feeling that he would die if he could not breathe any longer, Xu Changqing finally forced out those words.

"That's more like it... A person has to keep his word, understand?" Zhang Xiaofan said lightly, then released Xu Changqing's throat.

"Go on, I'm watching. Don't entertain any lucky ideas, or the consequences will be severe." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Xu Changqing, who was gulping down air, and spoke in an even tone.

Xu Changqing broke out in a cold sweat. If he had not backed down, he truly would have been strangled to death just now. What kind of lunatic was this guy?

At that moment, Song Wenwen picked up a brick from the ground and handed it to Xu Changqing. "Take it. Smash it. You want to sleep with this young lady? Have your hairs even finished growing yet?"

Xu Changqing's face darkened. He took the brick almost involuntarily and walked toward his Ferrari, struggling fiercely in his heart. That was a luxury car worth more than twenty million...

One brick strike, even just one, and the repair bill would be tens of thousands...

Right then, the sound of engines came from down the mountain. Looking up, they saw several cars driving over, and soon they stopped in the open space there.

Seeing the arrivals, Xu Changqing immediately saw hope. It was actually Young Master Jiang!

He usually ran with this Jiang young master, whose maternal grandfather was the old master of the Ye Family Group in Jinghai, a man of formidable power. Compared with Young Master Jiang, Xu Changqing was nothing.

More importantly, this Young Master Jiang usually had formidable bodyguards with him.

With those bodyguards, he would no longer have to fear that mad young man, and he would not have to smash his beloved car either!

Watching the car door open, Xu Changqing rushed over at once, his face full of eagerness.

"Oh? What is this supposed to mean?" Zhang Xiaofan murmured, looking at Xu Changqing and also noticing the man stepping out of the car.

After the man got out, many more people came out from that car and two others as well, including bodyguards and others dressed like rich second-generation heirs.

Clearly, these people were led by this man, and it was not hard to guess they had come for street racing too.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at him and found him somewhat familiar. After thinking it over, he finally remembered: was he not Ye the Old Master's grandson, Jiang Haichuan?

Interesting indeed... Zhang Xiaofan smiled. He watched Xu Changqing run up to Jiang Haichuan and said nothing, nor did he drag Xu Changqing back.

"Young Master Jiang, Brother Jiang, save me!" Xu Changqing immediately put on a miserable look.

"What happened?" Jiang Haichuan asked.

Xu Changqing pointed at Zhang Xiaofan. "That bastard nearly killed me, and he even wanted me to smash my own Ferrari with my own hands."

Following the direction Xu Changqing pointed, Jiang Haichuan spotted Zhang Xiaofan at once. That face was one he remembered deeply!

When Jiang Haichuan looked over, Zhang Xiaofan merely smiled at him.

The instant Jiang Haichuan saw that smile, he was seized with fear. Brother Fan, you don't think I'm with him too, do you...

Without another word, he slapped Xu Changqing hard across the face and shouted, "Damn it, are you blind? You dare offend Brother Fan?"

Xu Changqing covered his face, utterly baffled. Brother Fan? Jiang Haichuan actually called that kid Brother Fan? Could that kid be even more formidable than Young Master Jiang?

Xu Changqing gradually understood, and his heart nearly collapsed.

Heavens, why is my life so miserable? If you had such an incredible background, you should have said so earlier...

"Why the hell are you still not smashing your car?" Jiang Haichuan barked again.

"I'll smash it! I'll smash it!"

Xu Changqing no longer had the slightest temper. He picked up the brick he had just tossed aside, stepped forward, and smashed his Ferrari again and again.

A car can be repaired after it's smashed, but if he offended someone this powerful, how could he ever continue mixing in Jinghai's rich-heir circle? And if that Brother Fan really flew into a rage, what if he ruined him?

Even if he did not know exactly what Jiang Haichuan meant by Brother Fan, one thing was certain: this person was even more formidable than Jiang Haichuan.

With such a terrifying existence, even if he was crippled, he would have no way to exact revenge. Worse still, he might drag down his own family's business, and then his father would beat him to death.

Smash it!

The more Xu Changqing thought about it, the more serious it felt, and the harder he struck. He used all his strength.

Before long, the Ferrari's body was covered in brick marks, and all the windows had been shattered.

Seemingly satisfied, Xu Changqing staggered over to Zhang Xiaofan, panting heavily. "Brother, are you satisfied with the smashing?"

"Not bad." Zhang Xiaofan smiled, then his expression turned cold. "You weren't this obedient just now, were you? And you even wanted others to deal with me?"

"Brother, I was wrong! Please spare me!" Xu Changqing was so frightened his face turned green. As he spoke, he actually began slapping himself repeatedly, looking thoroughly repentant.

"Your attitude is decent enough. I'll let this go today, but don't ever think of setting a trap for Wenwen again, understand?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at him indifferently.

"Brother, how would I dare? Since Sister Wenwen is your woman, even if I had a hundred times the courage, I still wouldn't dare," Xu Changqing said.

Song Wenwen was displeased and shouted at Xu Changqing, "When did I ever become his woman?"

Xu Changqing stared at Zhang Xiaofan in a daze, the meaning obvious: isn't she your woman?

Zhang Xiaofan only smiled. "Hurry up and get lost. If she gets angry and kicks your balls off, I won't be responsible."

At that, Xu Changqing did not hesitate for a moment. He turned and ran, jumped into the battered Ferrari, started it up at once, and sped away.

Though the car had been smashed beyond recognition, it was still drivable.

At this point, Jiang Haichuan walked up to Zhang Xiaofan and said with great respect, "Brother Fan, calm down. Why don't I treat you to a few drinks?"