C181 I Don't like to Hold a Grudge
C181 I Don't like to Hold a Grudge
The waves were many times stronger than when they were calling Faang Zijie.
Listening to these whistling sounds, Cai Kun felt his whole body filled with strength. This kind of surging strength... It was given to him by Zhao Quan with just one sentence. It made him very satisfied, and he also felt incomparable gratitude.
Not only did Zhao Quan not hate his previous actions, but he had also helped him from a prodigal to such a high position.
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. In the future, he would definitely build this shop well and not disappoint Zhao Quan's trust in him!
Among the people who were shouting and yelling, there was a girl who was looking down with her head down. She was not interested.
She was Sun Ziqi. Her friends saw that she was not in a good mood for the past few days, so they accompanied her out to have some fun tonight.
Who would have thought that in the process of playing, she would accidentally see Zhao Quan in the private room on the second floor.
Sun Ziqi was originally very happy and thought that she could contact Zhao Quan tonight and use him to restore the friendship between the two elders.
But after that, Sun Ziqi found out about what happened upstairs. Whether it was Faang Zijie or Cai Kun, they were both people on a higher level than her.
This level was so high that she could not climb up to them even if she wanted to, so she wanted to wait downstairs and wait for Zhao Quan to come downstairs to apologize.
But then she saw Faang Zijie being chased away like a stray dog, and Gao Yu being dragged away by the police.
Even the bar owner Stone was smiling behind Zhao Quan, so she didn't have the courage to come forward again.
She had been so stubborn in front of Zhao Quan before, but now she thought about it and felt that she was really embarrassing herself. She didn't even have the courage to talk to Zhao Quan in front of him.
She knew that there was once a chance to reach the heavens in front of her. Even if she didn't become Zhao Quan's woman, just becoming an ordinary friend was enough for her to make a fortune. Just like Cai Kun, she became the new owner of this bar.
But with her true strength, she successfully walked to the opposite side of Zhao Quan.
Although Zhao Quan had successfully pulled her back because of her grandfather, he had already left her far behind.
It was impossible to reach the heavens...
Cai Kun had just taken over this bar. He was destined to be busy for a long time tonight.
Zhao Quan played in the bar until 12 o'clock, then he packed up and left.
Cai Kun knew he was going to leave, so he quickly gave his beloved Ferrari to him.
Zhao Quan waved his hand. "When I was young, I liked to drive this thing. When I'm older, I'm not interested."
This was not like bragging. Zhao Xun started playing with cars when he was 14 years old. In fact, he was influenced by Zhao Quan.
One should know that when Zhao Quan was 14 years old, he had already participated in the F1, although it was only the top ten or so names.
But when Schumacher, who had won the championship, accidentally saw a child get out of the car, he was stunned.
He could not imagine that the driver who had just put pressure on him at the traffic jam was actually a child with a delicate and pretty face...
After leaving the bar, Zhao Quan lit a cigarette and walked towards the hotel where he stayed.
At night, the Dijing was brightly lit and filled with prosperous scenes.
However, under such a prosperous scene, there were also some shameful things that happened.
Just like when Zhao Quan walked into the roadside public restroom to solve the problem, he heard the sound of messy footsteps.
In the next moment, he pulled up his pants, and a dozen or so people rushed in as well, all of them holding clubs in their hands.
Very fierce, each and every one of them was like a dragon drawing a tiger. At a glance, one could tell that they were people from society, very bull-headed.
Then, Faang Zijie appeared. He said with a ferocious smile. "Aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you able to fight four people at once? " I'll arrange fourteen for you now. I'd like to see you. "Are you really that good at fighting? Are you really that good at fighting?"
After saying that, Faang Zijie suddenly waved his hand. Fourteen people swarmed forward and waved their clubs fiercely.
Faang Zijie was afraid that he would accidentally hurt himself, and he also disliked the smell in the public restroom, so he retreated.
Leaning against the Bentley behind him, Faang Zijie smoked a cigar, waiting for Zhao Quan to be dragged out like a dead dog.
A few minutes later, there was no movement in the public restroom.
A proud smile appeared on Faang Zijie's face, and then he held the cigar in his mouth. He ordered: "Drag him..."
There was no more movement after he said that, because Zhao Quan didn't need to drag him. He just walked out.
He even used a tissue to wipe his wet hands. It looked like he disliked his hands being dirty after the beating, so he washed them again.
If one listened carefully, Faang Zijie could hear the moaning sound from the toilet. It was quite painful.
"F * ck!"
Faang Zijie also reacted quickly. When he saw that things were not good, he immediately got into the car and started the car to run.
However, just as he started the car, the front window was shattered by a punch.
In the next moment, Faang Zijie stepped on the accelerator, and his collar was tightly grabbed.
As a result, the car dashed out, but his body was pulled out of the window by Zhao Quan.
After falling to the ground with a bang, Faang Zijie groaned on the ground like a dead pig.
Zhao Quan lit a cigarette and looked at Faang Zijie, who was lying on the ground in pain.
"When I killed someone, you didn't know which girl was lying on your stomach. Fighting with me? You can't win with money! You can't win against power! However, if you can't win ability, what right do you have to fight me? Just because you look like a pile of shit?! "
In the face of Zhao Quan's ridicule, only regret was left in Faang Zijie's heart.
If he had known earlier, he would have said those words. At least fifty more people, he would have been able to beat Zhao Quan to death.
However, he obviously did not have the option of knowing this earlier, so all he had left was fear.
Zhao Quan walked to the front of the public restroom sign and took off a plastic sheet without any morality in his heart.
It was not big, about five centimeters in diameter, but the broken part was sharp enough.
He came in front of Faang Zijie, who was about to get up and escape. Zhao Quan raised his leg high and directly chopped Faang Zijie down.
After stepping on him with his foot, he held a cigarette in his left hand and a plastic sheet in his right hand. Zhao Quan squatted on top of Faang Zijie's body.
"I don't really like to hold a grudge, because I have a bad memory and I forget too much. Although you usually go one by one, just like how you offended me tonight, and I dare to let you out of the bar. But now that you've offended me, it's hard to deal with this. "
As a form of reciprocation, it's definitely impossible for me not to return it to you. So choose, do you want to cut off your tendons first, or do you want to break your leg tendons first?"
Faang Zijie was scared out of his wits. Once the tendons were broken, he would be a cripple. He would not be able to control his four limbs at all.
Furthermore, what Zhao Quan meant was not to cripple one of his arms or one of his legs, but all four of his limbs!
He guessed that Zhao Quan was trying to scare him, but he did not dare to take the risk and try. Therefore, he could only beg and hope that Zhao Quan would let him go.
"Young Master Quan, I was wrong. I was really wrong. " Can I pay with you? I have money. I can compensate you! "
Zhao Quan replied with a smile. "I have lived so long that I can even count in the bank. I have never seen anyone richer than my family. Do you think I need money?"
Faang Zijie thought that Zhao Quan was putting on a wall.
The next moment, he felt a chill on his wrist, and then he felt something in his body bounce back.
It was as if the taut monkey tendon had snapped, and it bounced back.
It was only when he wanted to raise his hand to look at the place where the cold had come from that he realized that his arm was no longer at his command.