Li Yang was on his way home, driving his little car at a slow, cheerful pace.
But just as he was enjoying the cool breeze, someone tried to stop him from being comfortable. This person was someone he was so angry he was about to explode, but he didn't dare to curse them out. He could only suppress his anger and endure it.
Yes, it was none other than Li Yang's father, the retired Emperor Li Dongming, who was in a car accident. Yes, a car accident—a terrifying word.
It wasn't that Li Yang's father, Li Dongming, was hit and sent flying; rather, Li Yang's father was rubbing his car against someone's.
Yes, after Li Yang became successful, he also made his parents successful, each getting a car.
My father drives a Mazda, a mid-range car, neither cheap nor flashy. Today, he was driving around like that when he bumped into a flashy BMW. Apparently, the Mazda couldn't avoid it and was squeezed and scratched by the BMW that was cutting him off.
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After getting out of the car, Li Dongming looked at the scratched Mazda 6 and felt a pang of pain in his heart. This was a car worth one or two hundred thousand yuan! He had saved up for half his life and still couldn't afford it. It was only because his son became successful and was filial to him that he bought it. He had only driven it for a short time and it was already scratched. Repainting it would cost several thousand yuan.
"Damn it! Can this idiot old man even drive? If you can't drive, don't embarrass yourself, okay? Don't you know a Mazda 6 has to give way to a BMW? Do you know how much my car costs? Over a million! Over a million, understand? Can your beat-up Mazda 6 compare? Can it even bang against you?"
A man with a fierce expression and an arrogant tone got out of the car. He was just over thirty years old, with a body full of fat, which was best reflected in his face. His face was so fat that his eyes were almost invisible, and his teeth were yellowed from smoking. He was disgusting.
Wearing a black trench coat, a wide-brimmed hat, a suit and tie, he looked like Xu Wenqiang or Ding Li from Shanghai Bund, seemingly powerful but actually a complete misfit and a clown.
Behind him were two young men with colorful, messy hair, nose rings, and earrings covering their ears. They were smoking cigarettes, chewing gum, and arrogantly looking down at Li Dongming.
Seeing his ordinary attire and honest, working-class demeanor, I felt a sense of disdain.
Chapter 328: Worth 500,000
"Hey! Tu Tiao! Do you know who this is? Ma Fengjun, Brother Ma. Do you know who Brother Ma is? He's the brother-in-law of Miao Ge, the big boss of Haizhu District. Do you understand? This car is not something you can clean. If you're smart, hurry up and pay for it. We won't ask for more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. We won't hold it against you."
"If you don't know what's good for you, let me tell you, if they smash your car, you'll have to pay for it at the original price, not a penny less!" Two young men came over and shoved Li Dongming, cursing and swearing as they started.
Although Li Dongming knew his son was powerful and successful, he wasn't entirely clear on the exact extent of his success. This boss from Haizhu District was clearly from the underworld; Li Dongming was originally an honest, hardworking man who would avoid such people at all costs.
Upon hearing this, he started to feel uneasy. However, these people started cursing him as soon as they opened their mouths, which made him unhappy. They also made outrageous demands, asking for 100,000 yuan in compensation. Wasn't that ridiculous?
Li Dongming was so angry that his face turned green. "You guys overtook me illegally, and I couldn't avoid you in time, which is why my car got scratched. Now you're blaming me and demanding compensation? What kind of nonsense is this? What kind of logic is this?"
"You're being unreasonable. You were the ones who overtook illegally and violated traffic rules. You should be the ones compensating me. How can you expect me to compensate you? What kind of logic is that?" Li Dongming retorted angrily.
"Damn it! Brother Ma, this scoundrel doesn't know what's good for him, trying to cause trouble? We'll teach him a lesson for you, let him know your power!" The two young men turned around and said obsequiously to Ma Fengjun.
Ma Fengjun tilted his head back, straightened his trench coat, and arrogantly lit a cigarette, exhaling a puff of smoke as he said, "Watch your manners. We're all civilized people, and this is a society governed by law!"
"Understood. Just you wait and see, Brother Ma!" the two young men said, closing in. By this time, a crowd had already gathered on the roadside, and the two men's car had caused a traffic jam on the road.
Everyone shook their heads slightly, looking at Li Dongming with sympathy. Some of the timid women even closed their eyes, too afraid to look at him.
Everyone knows that Li Dongming was unlucky; he ran into some thugs and was going to lose a lot of money!
The two young men approached with cold smiles. Li Dongming had never argued or quarreled with anyone in his life, let alone fought.
Faced with the two menacing thugs, he felt a pang of unease, but then his eyes lit up as he came up with an idea. He forced a smile and said, "I'll pay, okay? Whatever it is. But I don't have any money on me. I've already called my son; he has money. You can ask him for it later!"
"You bumpkins! All you know is that you're broke! Damn it!" The two spat and stopped, cursing as they returned to Ma Fengjun's side.
Ma Fengjun's eyes darted around, noticing the large, dark-skinned audience surrounding him, making it look like a catwalk, with everyone watching. Regardless of whether their gazes were filled with hatred or disgust, the feeling of being the center of attention was incredibly exhilarating.
Especially when they dare not speak out against him and watch him bully others, that feels even better!
He straightened his trench coat, touched his hat, adjusted his sunglasses, and stomped his feet—his ostentatious and showy manner was simply indescribable.
"Make way, make way... The main character is here..." Someone suddenly shouted from outside the crowd. People at the end of the road quickly made way, and a car drove through the crowd to get closer. However, due to the traffic jam, the car could not get close and had to stop. The car door opened, and a casually dressed young man got out. He looked handsome and extraordinary, with an extremely imposing presence and temperament. In particular, his eyes were bright like light bulbs, flashing a serious and indifferent light, with a cold and ruthless fatal attraction, especially to the young girls and women.
"This boy is Ma Liu's son? He's too young!"
"Wow, he's so handsome! I wonder if he's a high school student or a college student?"
"A young man with no hair on his lips is unreliable. What can a hairless little thing like him accomplish? How much money can he make? I have no money, how could a kid this age have any?"
"It's an era where connections matter. If the father isn't rich, where will the son get his money? Looks like he's destined to be bullied..."
Ignoring the gossip, Li Dongming was also somewhat anxious, but what could he do now? He didn't have any powerful relatives, and his social connections had almost completely disappeared after he was laid off. His money was all recently given to him by Li Yang. If he didn't turn to Li Yang, who else could he turn to?
"Dad, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Li Yang came over and looked Li Dongming up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Li Dongming was not injured.
He turned around and stared coldly at Ma Fengjun and the others. His indifferent gaze, combined with the cold aura emanating from his body, suddenly enveloped the young man with a powerful yet icy temperament.
Not only were the people around them taken aback and their eyes lit up, but even Ma Fengjun and the others were slightly surprised.
Ma Fengjun, in particular, felt that Li Yang looked very familiar upon seeing him, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place him.
"Hey! You're that country bumpkin's son? You scratched Brother Ma's car, do you know that? Do you understand the cost of compensation? At least 100,000 yuan, and we won't let you pay for the whole car. We know you can't afford it!" Before Ma Fengjun could give any instructions, the two young men automatically came up and started cursing at Li Yang.
"You bumpkin? You want to pay for the car?" Li Yang sneered.
The two young men suddenly felt a cold wind and shivered. They glanced at Li Yang in surprise and found that he showed no fear whatsoever. They felt embarrassed. Damn, he dares to be unafraid of us brothers. That's awesome!
"Damn it, I'm talking to you! Pay me 100,000! Otherwise, I'll smash your car and give you a beating so you'll know some people are not to be trifled with!" The young man came over, shoved Li Yang, and cursed loudly.
"Whoosh—"
"Smack!"
Li Yang sneered, and without any apparent movement, slapped the leading youth across the face. Blood splattered, teeth shattered, and the young thug tumbled and flew several meters before landing with a thud. By the time he hit the ground, the spectators had already scattered. He crashed heavily onto the hard ground, instantly becoming dizzy and disoriented, coughing up blood, his bones shattered, and paralyzed on the ground, unable to move a single finger.
"BMW? BMW? Is that awesome? How much is it worth?" Li Yang squinted at the stunned young man and asked casually.
The young man woke up with a start, staring at Li Yang in terror. His face drained of color, and he stammered, swallowing hard, "No, not awesome. It's worth, worth five or six hundred thousand..."