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Chapter 179: Not That Bad

    

would anger anyone!""The leaders…………"Zhao Wují saw that Chang Yu's army was agitated again, and he immediately looked anxious!"Alright, that's enough. You may all leave now and not disturb Master Yua...Wang Lilan also noticed at this time that Chen Ping's car had collided with someone else's car, and it was a Maserati. She exclaimed in surprise: "Chen Ping, you must have won the lottery! You hit any other car would be fine, but you hit a Maserati. This car costs millions! Your insurance probably can't cover this…"

"If I can afford it, then you don't have to worry about it. That's my own business!"

Chen Ping said coldly!

"Chen Ping, let me tell you, the company can't advance your salary to you. What are you driving around in a broken car for Now it seems like you're going to be bankrupt..."

Cui Zhiyuan's mouth curled up high, unable to hide the excitement on his face!

“Chen Ping, what on earth is going on You've really gotten yourself into trouble this time...”

Sun Xiaomeng frowned slightly and asked Chen Ping!

It's nothing major, just a minor car accident.

Chen Ping smiled faintly. In his eyes, this wasn't a big deal at all!

"Did you hit my car Take a good look, this is what kind of car it is. It's a Maserati, worth several million dollars. Do you understand"

Wang Lanlan sneered.

"Chen Ping, I advise you to stick to riding an electric scooter. You're not cut out for driving a car. Today you hit a Maserati, tomorrow it could be a Porsche. Even if you sold yourself, you couldn't afford the damages..."

At that moment, the woman standing beside them, seeing Cui Zhiyuan and the others mocking Chen Ping sarcastically, became even more convinced that Chen Ping was just a spineless wimp with no abilities whatsoever. So she loudly shouted: "Boy, aren't you very arrogant You still want to crash my car If you have the guts, go ahead and try…"

The woman glared at Chen Ping, constantly provoking and taunting him!

Chen Ping was too lazy to argue with him, so he got into his car and planned to ram that Maserati!

"Chen Ping, are you crazy Come down!"

Sun Xiaomeng grabbed Chen Ping's arm: "Do you know how much this car costs If you impulsively crash into it, even if you sell your house, you can't afford the compensation…"

Sun Xiaomeng didn't want to bother with Chen Ping, but bumping into a Maserati like this was a big deal, and Sun Xiaomeng couldn't just ignore it. This was going to cost a lot of money, and if Chen Ping couldn't afford it, wouldn't he have to come to her family for a loan!

"Little Meng, why are you bothering with him Isn't he a big shot Let him crash. If he can't afford it, just let him go back to jail. Anyway, he's not innocent..."

Cui Zhichuan looked cold and was very dissatisfied with Sun Xiaomeng stopping Chen Ping!

"If this really hits, it would cost millions to fix, this isn't a joke. Even if Chen Ping sold his house, he couldn't afford it! What about his parents then"

Sun Xiaomeng glared at Cui Zhiyuan and said!

Although Sun Xiaomeng dislikes Chen Ping and his family, after all, in her heart, she thinks Chen Ping's family is just looking at her family's wealth and deliberately coming over to fawn and curry favor.

But that doesn't mean Sun Xiaomeng wants to see Chen Ping's family destroyed. If Chen Ping truly acted impulsively and rushed in, the whole family might be in danger!

Chen Ping glanced at Sun Xiaomeng, his opinion of her changed quite a bit. It seemed that Sun Xiaomeng wasn't as bad as he thought!

Just then, two vans sped up, followed by a dozen or so ferocious men with clubs in their hands!

“Honey…” The woman ran up to a man in sportswear and said coquettishly, “Honey, someone hit me just now, look at my face…”

The man looked at the woman's face and immediately became furious. His face turned cold as he said, "Who the hell hit my wife, get out here..." had never imagined that Chen Ping, a Martial Saint, could withstand his two moves and even gain the upper hand!For a moment, everyone waited in stunned silence, anticipating the strike from Tong Youc...