Chapter 538: Like falling into an ice cellar

Ma Zhongliang was upset and confused, and he didn't expect that a loser squatting in front of his car would dare to act tough in front of him!

Without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked Zhao Zhuoyue to the ground. Before Zhao Zhuoyue could turn over and get up, he immediately rushed up and punched and kicked him.

Zhao Zhuoyue screamed in pain and said resentfully: "Why are you hitting me? Why are you hitting me? Did I provoke you? I provoked you here, you are sick, right?"

Ma Zhongliang smashed his fist hard into his nose bridge, smashing his face full of blood, and scolded coldly: "Why are you squatting in front of my car when you have nothing to do? You squat in front of my car and act tough in front of me, and you don't allow me to hit you?"

After saying this, he punched him several more times.

Zhao Zhuoyue was smashed until he saw stars and almost fainted.

At this time, Ma Zhongliang's younger brother saw that a fight had started, so he naturally pushed the car door and got out, and without saying a word, rushed up to help his boss beat Zhao Zhuoyue severely.

Zhao Zhuoyue had already been beaten very miserably, and the other party suddenly had another helper, which made him feel desperate.

At this time, he no longer had the poor arrogance he had just now.

Seeing that the other party was beating him without any scruples, almost beating him to death, Zhao Zhuoyue couldn't take it anymore. He cried and said: "Big Brother, I was wrong, Big Brother, Big Brother, please don't hit me, Big Brother, if you keep hitting me, someone will die, Big Brother..."

Ma Zhongliang didn't mean to stop at all, scolding while hitting: "I've been full of fire and have nowhere to vent, and you just happened to deliver yourself to my door. If I don't beat you to death, I'm sorry for you!"

Zhao Zhuoyue had been beaten until he was almost unconscious, his face full of blood, and he no longer looked like a human.

At this time, a tow truck suddenly arrived. The tow truck driver shouted in the car through the window: "Hey, what are you doing? If you don't stop, I'm going to call the police!"

The person who came was Zhao Zhuoyue's friend.

This kid had good character and a sense of justice. In fact, he didn't recognize that the person being beaten was Zhao Zhuoyue; he just saw these two people beating a poor person full of blood so severely, so he decided to stand up for him.

Ma Zhongliang's anger had also dissipated a lot at this time. These anger had all been converted into force and smashed onto Zhao Zhuoyue's body.

Seeing someone appear and threatening to call the police, Ma Zhongliang felt that it was better to avoid trouble. He had to go back to the banquet with his boss.

So he said coldly to Zhao Zhuoyue: "Kid, you're lucky today. Otherwise, I would definitely beat you to death!"

After saying this, he kicked Zhao Zhuoyue a few meters away, took out his car key, and opened the Phaeton's door.

Zhao Zhuoyue had already been almost unconscious, his eyes swollen into eggs and narrowed into a thin slit, but he suddenly saw Ma Zhongliang open the Phaeton's door and sit in, and he immediately became anxious!

"Why are you opening my car!" Zhao Zhuoyue roared, rolling and crawling on the ground toward that Ma Zhongliang.

Ma Zhongliang hadn't recovered yet, and his legs were already tightly hugged by Zhao Zhuoyue.

The blood on Zhao Zhuoyue's face smeared his entire trouser leg, which was very disgusting!

Ma Zhongliang was furious, kicked him away again, and scolded sternly: "Are you trying to court death? Damn, when did my car become your car?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhuoyue thought this Ma Zhongliang was also one of Jiang Ming's creditors and that he was also here to snatch the car. So, he desperately rushed up again, hugged Ma Zhongliang's leg tightly, and roared: "This Phaeton is mine! This Phaeton is mine! You can't drive it away!"

Ma Zhongliang was furious, grabbed his collar, and kept slapping his face: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Don't you see that I have the car key? When did my car become your car?"

Zhao Zhuoyue wailed loudly: "No! This is Jiang Ming's car. Jiang Ming owes me 620,000, and I have to take this car to settle the debt. You can't drive it away; if you drive it away, you're taking my life!"

"Get the hell out of here!" Ma Zhongliang punched him again and scolded: "Your brain really has a problem! I'm telling you, this car itself is mine. It was that kid surnamed Jiang who rear-ended my Phaeton. I threw this car to him and let him restore it for me. Now that he's dead, I naturally want to drive the car back. If you dare to say anything more, be careful, I'll take your life now!"

Zhao Zhuoyue cried and said: "How can this be? This is impossible. This car is clearly Jiang Ming's. Jiang Ming has two cars, one is a Mercedes and one is a Phaeton. His Mercedes crashed, so he was driving the Phaeton. Now that he's dead and owes me so much money, I must take this car to settle the debt! If you don't give me this car, then just kill me; I don't want to live anymore!"

Ma Zhongliang was also about to collapse.

He didn't expect this kid to be a cockroach that couldn't be beaten to death. He had beaten him into such a bird-like state, but he still dared to hug his leg and not let go.

But in broad daylight, he couldn't really beat him to death. Otherwise, even if he was mixed well, he couldn't suppress such a big thing...

Thinking of this, he just wanted to shake off this lunatic quickly. So, he lifted Zhao Zhuoyue like a chick to the back of his Phaeton, pointed at the entire rear end of the Phaeton that had been hit, and said coldly: "Come, open your dog eyes and look clearly for me. Is there damage on the back of this car? Why is there damage? It was that Jiang Ming yesterday who drove that Mercedes and rear-ended my Phaeton. Now you should believe it, right?"

Zhao Zhuoyue's face was covered in blood and gore, but he was still shaking his head and saying: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This car is Jiang Ming's! I have to use it to settle the debt, you can't drive it away!"

Ma Zhongliang felt helpless for the first time.

What should I do now? I can't really beat him to death, right?

But I beat him like this, and he still won't let go, just clinging and consuming like this, this is not a way!

Helplessly, he shouted to his younger brother: "Xiao Wu, take out the vehicle license of my Phaeton from the armrest box of the Audi A6! Hurry!"

The younger brother hurriedly took out a document from the car and handed it over quickly.

Ma Zhongliang opened the document, handed it to him, pointed to the license plate number on the vehicle license, and said: "Look clearly for me, is this license plate number the same as this Phaeton?"

The vehicle license is a car's ID card. It records all the information of the car, including its license plate number, vehicle identification number, engine number, registration date, place of registration, and its owner.

Zhao Zhuoyue narrowed his eyes and just took one look, and suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in despair!

The license plate number on this vehicle license was exactly the same as the license plate number of this Phaeton.

Moreover, the name of the owner written on this vehicle license was Ma Zhongliang, not Jiang Ming!