Chapter 120 Mr. Gong will be beaten to death
"Sorry, am I blocking Mr. Nanchuan's way? I'll move away right away." Gong Ye smiled nonchalantly, rolled back the car window, and moved from the back seat to the driver's seat.
Before the car could even start—bang!
Suddenly, a huge force hit the car body, like a huge hammer!
Nanchuan Spyker used only his fists to smash the entire car body, causing it to shake violently.
"Get out!" Nanchuan Shijue roared in a terrifying voice.
Gong Ye curled his red lips and looked at the person outside the window. The angrier he got, the more arrogant the smile on his face became...
"Damn it, get out of the car!!!" Nanchuan Shijue's rationality completely collapsed. He pounded the car hard with his fists, wishing he could overturn the whole car.
Ning Fengsheng looked at the man's furious expression through the car window.
She had seen Nanchuan Shijue get angry countless times, but this was the most terrifying time.
Gong Ye grabbed the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator...
Bang, bang, bang! Nanchuan Shijue punched and kicked, spewing a long string of English curse words...
Gong Ye started the engine and drove out, the smile on his face gradually widening: "Haha...hahahaha...Shengsheng, did you see how crazy he was?"
It was indeed about Ning Fengsheng, and he couldn't stand the slightest provocation.
Ning Fengsheng's face was cold: "Are you a psychopath? Will you die if I don't provoke him for a day?!"
"If I miss such an interesting toy, I will really die, I will suffocate to death." Gong Ye smiled viciously.
Ning Fengsheng was troubled. He saw from the rearview mirror that Nanchuan Shijue got into the car and chased after him madly.
Squeak—Gah—
The wheels rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound in the quiet underground garage.
Moss and Lin Lacy, who were left behind, chased after the car.
"Master, please don't be impulsive! Master——"
Ning Fengsheng was shocked, watching Nanchuan Spyker's Rolls-Royce rushing up regardless of everything.
The man was so angry that he lost his mind and didn't care about his life!
"He bumped into me!" Ning Fengsheng's eyes trembled. How unlucky was she to meet a madman and a pervert?
"Tsk, you're going crazy..." Gong Ye curled his lips, gripped the steering wheel and made a sharp turn to avoid the collision.
Ning Fengsheng's body shifted in the back seat and hit the car window...
"Fasten your seatbelt, Shengsheng."
"It's all because of you, pervert. Why would you provoke a lunatic for no reason?!"
Knowing that Nanchuan Shijue is crazy, very crazy...
Gong Ye probably didn't expect that he would be in such trouble. He watched Nanchuan Spyker driving recklessly, overtaking, chasing, and crashing into him again and again.
It's like risking your life!
He didn't even care that Ning Fengsheng was sitting in the car? Had he completely lost his mind?
Gong Ye lowered his eyes coldly and dodged left and right with his superb driving skills, but after all, he was still in an underground garage, the road was narrow, there were many bends, and the parking spaces were full of cars.
Nanchuan Shijue pressed on step by step, like a completely mad beast...
Moss chased after them from a distance, shouting:
But he could only watch the young master fall into madness, and the screaming sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was like the roar of a trapped beast!
It's bad. It's bad. Something terrible is going to happen!
Nanchuan Shijue held the steering wheel of the Rolls-Royce Phantom with one hand and untied his tie with the other, revealing the bulging veins on his neck.
The rearview mirror reflected the scarlet corners of his eyes, making him look like a beast licking blood.
His mind was filled with the image of Ning Fengsheng being pinned down by Gong Ye, which stimulated his blood to the point of boiling!
A few meters away, Gong Ye's silver sports car was speeding towards the exit.
"Want to run?" Nanchuan Spyker laughed wildly, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine burst into a deafening roar.
The car body scraped past the concrete pillar, leaving a hideous red mark on the red paint on the bumper.
Gong Ye caught a glimpse of the approaching black shadow in the rearview mirror, he swerved the steering wheel, and the sports car skidded into the A curve.
The Rolls-Royce rushed forward like a thorn in the flesh, with the momentum of mutual destruction.
"Bang!"
The sound of metal colliding made the ceiling light tremble.
The left door of the sports car caved in instantly, and fragments of the windshield flew like a rainstorm.
Gong Ye's forehead hit the car window hard, and his gold-rimmed glasses slipped down his nose.
He spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Shengsheng, hold on tight."
Ning Fengsheng had already fastened her seat belt, otherwise she would have been knocked unconscious!
Two top luxury cars staged a death waltz in front of Curry.
Sometimes the Rolls-Royce would strike like a heavy axe, knocking the cars along its path sideways;
Sometimes it strangled like a venomous snake, forcing Gong Ye's silver sports car against the load-bearing pillar with its body;
On the side, a BMW's alarm was triggered by a collision——
Amid the shrill sound of the whistle, Gong Ye was trapped in the corner of the ventilation duct.
Nanchuan Shijue kicked open the car door, and the hem of his black windbreaker brushed past the broken glass on the ground.
He leaned over like a ghost and punched the already cracked window of the silver sports car.
Cracks on the glass spread beneath his knuckles, and drops of blood trickled down his fingertips...
"Get out." His voice was horribly hoarse.
Gong Ye wiped the blood from his forehead and suddenly pressed the central lock.
But at the moment the lock tongue popped up, Nanchuan Shijue's hand reached through the car window and grabbed his throat!
"Bitch, I'm going to destroy you today!"
The car door was broken off!
Nanchuan Shijue grabbed the man out of the car and pounced on him like a leopard biting its prey!
Gong Ye's backhand punch grazed Nanchuan Shijue's ear, leaving a bloody dent on the wall.
Nanchuan Shijue bent his knees and pushed against his ribs, and heard the bones making a teeth-grinding creaking sound.
Nanchuan Shijue grabbed Gong Ye by the collar and lifted him up, kicking him hard a few times. A vortex of violence swirled in his eyes: "Did these kicks feel good?"
Gong Ye chuckled softly, his bloodstained teeth gleaming white in the cold light: "It doesn't feel as good as Sheng Sheng kissing me..."
Before he could finish his words, a hook punch hit his cheekbone hard.
"Master, stop fighting..." Moss arrived breathlessly, and was at a loss as to what to do when he saw the two men fighting each other.
Ning Fengsheng pushed the door open from the back seat and got out. Seeing that Nanchuan Shijue was agile and beat people fiercely and powerfully, she leaned against the sports car and watched with confidence.
After more than a dozen rounds, Gong Ye gradually lost the upper hand...
Tsk, didn’t he say that he was a special forces soldier and was very good at fighting? But he couldn’t even beat the Nanchuan Spyker.
However, Nanchuan Shijue was already very powerful, and now he was in a furious and violent state. Even a fierce tiger would kneel down and beg for mercy...
Ning Fengsheng was so happy seeing Gong Ye's face covered in blood that he even wanted to eat some melon seeds.
This dog deserves a beating!
Who made him provoke Nanchuan Shijue again and again?
If it weren't for Ning Fengsheng, with the temper of the Nanchuan noble, he would have eaten Gong Ye alive long ago.
Being able to endure until now before taking action is already the limit of Nanchuan Shijue's patience!
"Ms. Ning, why are you watching the fun? Come and stop them!" Moss shouted until his throat was hoarse, and turned to her for help.
"You don't know his temper yet. He's mad. How can I persuade him?"
"If this goes on, someone will die. Mr. Gong will be beaten to death!"
Beat him to death? That would be great!
I'm afraid if I can't kill him, and he's still half alive, that would be troublesome...
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