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Chapter 69 I'm not the first car I smashed

"Boy, I advise you to take it as soon as possible! It's already very good if I didn't have the money to repair the car with you!" Chen Qiao didn't seem to hear the meaning of Fang Jueyu, "If you are shameless, you don't want to continue in the entertainment industry in the future!"

"Sister Xiaoying, lend me your mirror!" Fang Jueyu suddenly said in a daze.

"Young Master, what do you want a mirror?" Although Zhuang Ying didn't know what Fang Jueyu wanted to do, she still took out the makeup mirror she carried with her from her bag.

"This stupid maniac seems to think of me as a male star. I have to look in the mirror to confirm whether I am really getting more and more handsome!" Fang Jueyu admired himself in the mirror. Indeed, after genetic optimization, his facial features are now clearly angular and masculine. If the total score is ten, at least he can score eight points, right?

"Are you playing tricks on me?" Chen Qiao was completely angry when he saw Fang Jueyu's cynical look. "I'll give you another chance and compensate for the repair fee. Get out of here!"

"Pay your repair fee?" Fang Jueyu was immediately angrily excited, "Did your legal knowledge be taught by the physical education teacher? I really doubt whether the subject 1 of your driver's license was cheated!"

In fact, although Chen Qiao has a driver's license, it is very easy to get a driver's license with such an identity. Usually, no one dares to investigate some small violations of the rules when others know his identity. He really doesn't know what the contents of subject 1 are.

"This man is out of rescue!" Fang Jueyu said and walked towards his car. He wanted to do something special to hate, and he wanted to smash the car again. Although there were no fire axes nearby this time, he had a heavy ancient sword on his body. This thing should be very pleasant to use to smash the car!

But the sword was placed in his storage space and it was shocking to take it out directly, so he pretended to be looking for something in the car. But all this was another meaning in Chen Qiao's eyes, that is, Fang Jueyu was cowardly!

"Tsk, I thought it was a great rich second generation. It turned out that he was just an artist!" Chen Qiao immediately had the confidence. He was just an artist. No matter how rich he was, as long as the boss behind him wanted to get him, it would be easier.

How many little internet celebrities have gone into his bed and he relied on this trick, which has almost been tried and tested.

"Wait!" Chen Qiao raised his voice, "If you hit my car, do you want to leave?"

Fang Jueyu was stunned. Why did this guy suddenly become full of energy? He stopped his movements and wanted to see what Chen Qiao wanted to say.

"Then what do you want?" Fang Jueyu looked at him expressionlessly.

"My car is worth more than 5 million! It must be overhauled in this way. You should get one million!" Chen Qiao seemed to be in a loss, "Also, I'll want this woman to have a meal with me tonight as an apology. This matter is over, otherwise I will have your company ban you on the entire platform!"

No matter which company Fang Jueyu is, at least in his concept, there is no one that Huayu can't afford to offend him. As long as he is not the largest shareholder of the three major entertainment companies, he will give him some face to Chen Qiao's father.

"Are you looking for death?" Fang Jueyu's bottom line is his friend. Although Zhuang Ying is just one of his assistants, Fang Jueyu has already regarded her as his friend. Chen Qiao's words undoubtedly touched his minefield.

"Sister Xiaoying, please sit in the car. The next picture may be a bit inappropriate for children." Fang Jueyu "pulled" the ancient sword out of the car.

Zhuang Ying was shocked. She knew clearly how much things Fang Jueyu brought when he set off. She could guarantee that there was absolutely no such ancient sword in the car!

Suddenly she remembered a sentence her grandfather had said to her: "Xiaoying, you are doing things for Young Master Fang. No matter what you see, you don't have to be surprised. Just rot everything you see in your stomach!"

Originally, Zhuang Ying was still thinking about what this sentence meant, but now she seems to understand it a little.

"Xiao Yi, help me block all the nearby surveillance cameras. I want to smash this car!" Fang Jueyu dragged the ancient sword step by step.

"Okay!" Xiao Yi has been a little unreasonable since he followed Fang Huai. The current host has become Fang Jueyu, and it has become even more disgusting, but Fang Jueyu's orders are almost unconditionally executed.

In an instant, all the communication devices and surveillance devices around were blocked. If someone stood in front of the surveillance, he could see that this area seemed to have been thrown into a flash bomb, and there was only a white light.

The ancient sword was extremely heavy, and it rubbed on the ground and made a sound that made people get goosebumps all over their body.

"You...what are you going to do?" Chen Qiao and his female companion were so scared by this momentum that they couldn't help but take several steps back.

"I am a man with a good temper. If you apologize just now, the matter will be over," said Fang Jueyu, "But you shouldn't threaten me with such words, even if your threat has no effect on me at all!"

"Don't do anything randomly! I..."

"Crack!" Before Fang Jueyu could finish his words, he picked up the ancient sword and smashed it on the windshield of the car. The hundreds of pounds of ancient swords were even the tempered glass cast by Huaxia, and the huge impact force even moved the car a few centimeters.

"I'll go, this thing is much better than a fire axe!" Fang Jueyu said with unsatisfactory thought.

"Do you dare to smash my car? Do you believe it or not..."

"Crack!" Another moment, the front of the car was directly sunk, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, this is not the first car I smashed. The last person who was smashed by me is still in prison now!"

Fang Jueyu smashed five or six times in a row, all of them hitting the front of the car. If anyone who didn't know saw it, he would think it was a serious crash that made the car look like this.

"Xiao Yi, help me process the surveillance information and delete all the pictures after the crash!"

"Host, you are so cunning!" Fang Jueyu's thoughts made Xiao Yi feel a little sinister.

"Hehe, the last time it was that guy who drank wine, he felt guilty and naturally didn't dare to cause trouble for me again," said Fang Jueyu. "It's different today. Although he was speeding first, his nature is not so bad. If he bites me back, I will be in a little trouble!"

"Okay, let's do it!" Fang Jueyu returned to the car and pretended to "stuck" the ancient sword back. Zhuang Ying glanced secretly and found that the ancient sword had disappeared!

"Sure enough, there is something wrong!" Zhuang Ying's pupils dilated for a moment and then recovered from shock, but the shock in her heart was not so easy to calm down.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Fang Jueyu. If you think you are capable enough, come and cause trouble for me," Fang Jueyu and Zhuang Ying got back in the car, "But it's better you think about it first, what troubles may be caused to yourself! Even if Mr. Xiang, the largest shareholder of your Huayu Entertainment, comes, I may not be afraid!"

Fang Jueyu stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly into the underground parking lot.

Chen Qiao's expression was ups and downs, and he looked at the half-killed car and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master Qiao, let him leave like this?" Chen Qiao's female companion pulled Chen Qiao's sleeve.

"How is that possible!" Chen Qiao felt extremely distressed when he looked at the car that was half smashed, but he would not call the police, because there was an unwritten unspoken rule in their circle. The conflicts between the second-generation ancestors must be resolved privately. If he called the police, he would probably be ridiculed by the people around him. So in fact, there was no need for Fang Jueyu to let Xiao Yi do those things.

"What should I do?"

"Let's go! Let's find Mr. Xiang!"
Chapter completed!
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