Just then...

A roar came from afar. Everyone looked and saw a Bentley approaching from the front, its smooth lines and deep color... ...and several cars followed behind, slowly stopping in front of it.

Chu Fang got out of the car and looked around at the pile of luxury cars parked there. His gaze swept past the luxury cars and immediately fell on the blond-haired man and the woman who was mocking him.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the blond-haired man, with the security guard behind him getting out of his car and following him.

The group of rich kids watched as a group of people approached. At the head of the group was a handsome and charismatic man, followed by a group of burly men in black uniforms. The scene resembled the Tiger Head Gang storming Pig Cage Alley in the movie Kung Fu Hustle.

Chu Fang stopped in front of the rich second-generation and boldly asked, "Who are you? Are you still involved in organized crime these days?"

"Does the underworld have such high-quality members?" Chu Fang asked.

These spoiled brats have no sense of propriety.

The security guards at Zhonghai Mingyuan are all retired military personnel, so you can imagine their strength. In any case, beating up this group of spoiled brats would be no problem at all.

Chu gestured to Brother Liu, who pushed aside a group of rich kids and slowly walked in. Seeing the blond guy with his girlfriend, drinking beer, he said, "Hey, you're doing pretty well."

"Who are you? I don't know you." The blond-haired man frowned slightly and threatened, "You're incredibly audacious. Believe me, I can kill you with the flick of my finger."

Chu Fang shook his head: "I don't believe it."

He said with a smile, "Go ahead and move. I'm waiting to see what you're capable of."

Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man's brows furrowed into a deep frown. He tapped the LaFerrari and said in a low voice, "I'm telling you to leave right now, or your life won't be worth as much as my car makes."

Chu Fang interrupted the other man directly, not wanting to get bogged down in conversation, and went straight to the point: "Your car? When did you buy it? Where did you buy it? How much did it cost? Do you have proof of payment? Do you have the contact information for the president of Ferrari Greater China?... ..."

Chu Fang's mouth was like a machine gun, firing off one question after another.

Huang Mao's girlfriend, Rongrong, widened her eyes slightly and said, "Ah, I remember now, you're the person we met on the road just now. You said you also have the same car, no... you said Brother Huang's car is yours."

This statement caused an uproar.

The group of rich kids exchanged glances, sensing that there might be something going on, and each took a few steps back, not wanting to get involved.

The blond-haired man stood up and looked Chu Fang straight in the eye: "Oh, so you've tracked me all the way here. What? Trying to kidnap me? You've got some nerve. One phone call from me and your life is over."

“... ..."

Chu Fang was taken aback.

Something feels off.

The blond guy is a thief, while he is the victim. How come the blond guy speaks so righteously and makes such a blatant threat, while he seems like the bad guy?

This was not the scene he had imagined.

He said to Brother Liu, "Brother Liu, is this my car?"

Chu Fang lost confidence.

Please confirm that this is your car.

You've already found it using GPS navigation, why aren't you confident yet? ... ... Brother Liu was speechless and nodded, "Mr. Chu, yes."

Chu Fang was too lazy to argue with Huang Mao any longer and said, "Show him the video."

Immediately, Brother Liu played the surveillance video, and everyone craned their necks to watch. When they saw the scene of Huang Mao stealing the car, they all exclaimed in surprise.

It is now fully revealed to the public.

Everyone realized that Huang Mao was actually a thief who stole Chu Fang's car to show off and to swindle money and women.

The group of wealthy second-generation heirs patted their chests in relief. Luckily, they had just finalized the investment agreement and hadn't had time to pay yet when Chu Fang came knocking, thus avoiding a financial loss.

The blond-haired girlfriend turned pale, her pupils revealing panic. She looked at her boyfriend, and if hatred had a limit, then her hatred was limitless.

Damn it!

Her dream of becoming a wealthy socialite was shattered; all her efforts over the past few days had been in vain, and she'd even been taken advantage of...

Fortunately... ...I haven't paid yet.

Otherwise... the loss would be too great.

The blond-haired man's pupils dilated in the dim light, his eyes reflecting an uneasy light. Sweat seeped from his forehead as he tried to escape, but Brother Liu had already subdued him.

All eyes turned to the blond-haired man, who immediately sat down on the ground, muttering to himself, "I'm clearly a rich kid, how could I be a thief? That's not my life..."

You stole a car and you're actually thinking of yourself as a rich kid?

You're fucking awesome!

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and hugged Chu Fang's leg: "Big brother, I didn't mean to steal your car, I just wanted to borrow it to drive around. I'll return it to you when the time is right. I'm a good person."

Bang!

Chu Fang kicked the other person away and said angrily, "Damn it, you have the nerve to call yourself a good person? You stole my car, went around showing off, used it to swindle money from other people, and then returned it to me. You pinned the fraud on me, and everyone else came after me, but you got away scot-free. And you still call yourself a good person!"

Chu Fang was convinced.

How could this blond guy say such a thing with such confidence? Has he lost his mind?

Just then, accompanied by a sharp sound, the police arrived, and everyone headed to the police station.

... ...

It was already night when we left the police station. After all, the police were extremely cautious, given that the case involved assets worth millions.

As Chu Fang walked out of the police station, he stretched, exhausted. He asked his private lawyer, "I don't want to go to court. Can you handle that?"

“No problem.” The private lawyer nodded. “We will give you a satisfactory answer.”

Chu Fang nodded and waved to leave.

That blond guy's life is over.

He is not only suspected of stealing from the Rafale, but also of fraud.

Actually, it was just a stolen car, so Chu Fang wouldn't be that angry. It's just a car. But the blond guy using his own car to deceive him is unforgivable.

Chu Fang's gaze fell on the LaFerrari parked in the police station.

Unfortunately... this car is now totaled.

I wonder if there are any resentful souls... ...or rich guys willing to take over.

Anyway, he didn't want it anymore; who knows what that blond guy did in the car.

Eek~~~

Just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted.