Ma Biao was obviously no good at fighting, but Lin Han had seriously studied Sanda (Chinese kickboxing). After a few rounds, Ma Biao was punched in the face.
Ma Biao covered his bleeding nose with his hand and pointed at him, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, if you dare to take another step, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Ma Biao was a scoundrel, but in front of Lin Han, he was a true local tyrant.
In a one-on-one fight, Ma Biao certainly couldn't beat his opponent, but he had backup!
As soon as I stepped outside, a string of people followed me.
Ma Biao waved his hand, and the young men from the horse farm nearby rushed over in a swarm.
Lin Han actually brought two bodyguards, but they were clearly not enough in the face of the enemy's superior numbers.
For a moment, screams echoed from the entrance of Beicheng University, and a group of people were fighting each other.
To be precise, Ma Biao's men ganged up on Lin Han's bodyguards.
Finally, the two bodyguards risked their lives to escort Lin Han back to the car. If Wen Shu hadn't stopped them, the car would have been smashed.
Through the car window, Ma Biao caught up with Lin Han and said, "I want to see your public apology letter tonight."
"Another five million in compensation, remember to specify that it is for Wen Shu's mental distress. Don't try to play dirty tricks on me, or think you can pull off some kind of extortion scheme."
"If I don't see the open letter tonight, I'll make sure your sister is on the front page tomorrow, and it'll blow up the entertainment industry."
After saying that, Ma Biao slammed his fist on the car window and turned to leave.
As he passed by Wen Shu, he reached out and tugged at her arm. "Aren't you leaving?"
As he pulled her along, Wen Shu said, "Master Ma, we haven't given him the bank account yet."
Ma Biao replied, "He's not stupid. Why would he need to bring up such a small matter? These days, there's no such thing as money that can't be given away!"
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