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Chapter 1999

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Zheng Tulu didn't know at all that this accidental rear-end collision was premeditated. He stood on the side of the road with his hands on his hips, waiting for the bald one to get out of the car to reason.

Wuzi, sitting in the back row, pulled his hat down to cover his face, waiting to watch the show.

The bald one smiled contemptuously, jumped out of the car first, looked up at Zheng Tulu, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see your car hit my car?" Zheng Tulu relied on his status as the director of the Construction Committee and shouted at the bald one aggressively.

"I clearly saw you reversing and hitting my car!" The bald one didn't show weakness, raised his chin, and shouted fiercely at Zheng Tulu.

The old thing saw that this guy was talking nonsense and reversing right and wrong, so he pointed at the bald one and shouted, "What the fuck are you saying? It was clearly your car that hit my car. Stop talking nonsense, what do you say we do?"

"Who saw it? Who saw it was my car that hit your car?" The bald one looked around and asked Zheng Tulu back.

"You brat, you're not admitting it, right?" Zheng Tulu asked, his face red and his neck thick with anger.

Long-haired jumped out of the car at this time and joined the 'reasoning'. He shook his long hair stylishly and said to Zheng Tulu, "How about it? Want to blackmail someone?"

Zheng Tulu saw that neither of the two guys was a good person, so he restrained his ruthlessness a little, raised his chin, and said to Long-haired, "I'm not short of money, I don't want to blackmail anyone, but your car hit my car, so you have to... you have to apologize!"

"Even if our car hit your car, what are you being arrogant about, you old bastard?" Long-haired changed to a Sichuan accent and asked Zheng Tulu back.

"You... you have to apologize today!" Zheng Tulu said in a rage.

The bald one looked at his car head and said to Zheng Tulu, "My car paint is scraped off, what do you say?"

Zheng Tulu saw that these two young men were not good people, and felt a sense of fear psychologically, so he said, "My car paint is also scraped off, so... let's call it even!"

"How can this be! Stop talking nonsense, pay one thousand yuan first!" Long-haired shouted at Zheng Tulu.

"You... you are blackmailing!" Zheng Tulu thought he had encountered blackmailers.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take one thousand yuan! Otherwise, don't think about leaving!" The bald one also shouted fiercely at Zheng Tulu.

"You... you dare to blackmail me? Do you know who I am? I am the director of the Provincial Construction Committee!" Zheng Tulu asked and answered himself, shouting at the bald one and Long-haired, and suddenly his confidence came up.

The bald one shrank his neck, feigned a very scared look, and said, "Oh, still a big leader, I'm so scared?"

"I don't care who you are!" With that, the bald one punched Zheng Tulu in the nose.

Before Zheng Tulu could react, Long-haired launched a pincer attack from the other side. The two of them beat Zheng Tulu to the ground in three or two moves, beating the old guy until he curled up on the ground, covering his head and letting out a pig-like 'wa wa' scream. Because Wuzi had exhorted them in advance, the bald one and Long-haired still held back a bit when they made their moves, but even so, Zheng Tulu's nose was already bleeding, and he was curled up on the ground, covering his head and 'wa wa' screaming.

After beating for about two minutes, Wuzi in the car felt it was about enough, so he gave the bald one and Long-haired a wink, and the two stopped unfulfilled and got into the car.

Zheng Tulu, who was lying on the ground in a mess, while 'aiyo aiyo'-ing, climbed up from the ground and shouted at the bald one in the car, "Don't leave if you have the ability!" With that, Zheng Tulu took out his phone to call.

Wuzi knew that once Zheng Tulu made a call, the reinforcements he brought would definitely not be simple, so he quickly said to the bald one, "Hurry up and leave! Hurry up and leave!"

So the bald one started the car, adjusted the direction, stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out like an arrow off the string. Zheng Tulu, standing on the side of the road, was choked by the dust raised and coughed repeatedly, looking fiercely at the departing car butt, spat on the ground, wiped the blood on his nose,

and then covered his forehead, which had already swelled into a lump, 'aiyo aiyo'-ing, limping toward home, thinking while walking that today was really too unlucky!

Wuzi and the three of them drove the car to a food stall, sat down, ordered a few bottles of beer, ordered two small dishes, and held a celebration banquet, eating and drinking while bragging.

While drinking, Wuzi suddenly remembered to report to Zhao Desan. He could be considered to have successfully completed this matter for him. So, Wuzi put down his wine glass, picked up his phone, and dialed Zhao Desan...

At this time, Zhao Desan had just finished doing things with He Liping in her office. He Liping used toilet paper to pad her panties and went to the restroom to clean up the semen Zhao Desan had shot inside. Zhao Desan pulled up his pants and sat on the sofa, panting and resting.

"Grandpa, your grandson is calling you..." Zhao Desan was savoring the taste of He Liping twisting madly on his waist just now when the phone on the coffee table rang with a funny ringtone.

He glanced at the phone, saw Wuzi's name on the screen, and then bent down lazily to pick up the phone, pressed the green answer button, put the phone to his ear, and said a lazy 'Hello'.

"Brother Liu, I have already handled the matter you entrusted to me, and it's handled properly!" As soon as the call was connected, Wuzi said excitedly to him.

"Is that so?" Zhao Desan really didn't believe that this guy was so quick at handling such things.

"Don't believe it, you'll know when you see that old thing tomorrow." Wuzi said excitedly.

"You really have something, I didn't expect you, brat, to be so quick at handling this!" Zhao Desan said with a tone of praise.

"That's for sure, Brother Liu, don't look at what I, Wuzi, do. I've been mixed up in the underworld for such a long time after all." Wuzi began to boast.

"Forget it! You puff when you're praised! This matter is just a small matter, what I care about most is the matter of letting you find out Li Fang's background! Don't forget it, hurry up and handle it for me!" Zhao Desan poured a basin of cold water on the proud Wuzi.

"I know, I'm definitely in a hurry. I'll call Big Wild Bull out to play tonight, test and ask, Brother Liu, you can rest assured, it definitely won't take a few days, I will definitely find out Li Fang's background clearly!" Wuzi patted his chest and made a guarantee.

"Good, I believe you, Wuzi, have this ability, then don't just focus on picking up girls, hurry up and handle it for me!" Zhao Desan urged Wuzi again and again. He was now eager to know what Li Fang's background was, because he always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, and he couldn't say exactly what was wrong. ===== CHAPTER 2000 =====

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