I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 679 - 677: Unless There’s a Luxury Car and a Private Plane
"Funeral Love·Cold Youth? Aren't you Zhang Menglong?"
"Who uses their real name when they're out and about? My pen name is 'Ninth City' on my big account and 'Voice of the Cat' on my small one, my stage name is 'Voice.' You can search my works on TikTok."
"As for the streets, I am known as Funeral Love·Cold Youth, the Clan Leader of Funeral Love Family. I see that you must be members of the Funeral Love Family's American branch, right? Don't you greet your Clan Leader when you see him?"
"???"
The five psychics looked at each other, confused. None of them understood what Zhang Menglong was talking about. It seemed like he was indeed Zhang Menglong, but at the same time, not quite.
"Smart system, search up the Funeral Love Family!" All the psychics' specially made outfits and equipment included elemental gadgets with basic AI that could help them solve most problems.
"Starting vocabulary search..."
"Search complete..."
"Funeral Love Family, a term from the Huaxia network referring to an 'internet organization' that originated from a dance game. These players, known for their exaggerated styles and love for dance battles, have multicolored hair and form a group that accepts another 'them.' It mostly refers to people with exaggerated hairstyles, fierce dress sense, and a non-conformist, anti-trendy vibe among hairstylists."
Upon hearing this explanation, the expressions of the five psychics changed immediately. They knew from the description that it wasn't a serious clan, and it even carried a strong derogatory sense. Zhang Menglong's earlier words were actually mocking their hairstyles and hair colors!
As it was known, so-called psychics are individuals whose cells mutate to produce strange abilities, often accompanied by changes in bodily organs.
Their hair was the result of such bodily changes. Among psychics, they already looked quite human. In their Supernaturals Alliance, many lower-level psychics even had heads resembling pigs and dogs, only Mythical Realm psychics had the power to control their cells sufficiently to adjust their appearance.
The five psychics, the strongest being a Level Seven Mythical Realm psychic and the weakest being a Level Four, were as formidable as masters of the Mythical Realm in the Ancient Martial Arts World, indicating just how seriously they took Zhang Menglong this time!
"So, you five, have you watched 'Seven Dragon Balls'? The Ginyu Force also had exactly five members. Maybe you five could form a group called the Wash-Cut-Blow-Dye-Perm Squad, how about that?"
Zhang Menglong stepped out of the car unhurriedly. He glanced at the severely deformed hood and the shattered car windows on the ground, and even the two tires had burst due to Bills's monstrous strength.
"My cars are all limited editions, custom-made. You guys wrecked my car, do you know you have to compensate?" Zhang Menglong pulled out a calculator from nowhere and started typing frantically.
"Zero!"
"This is a customized Aston Martin, limited to ten units globally, and they're all here with me. The price is 7.6 million US dollars."
"It's been driven for a year and a half, let's say it depreciated a bit, so make it 6 million US dollars."
"The front bumper needs replacing, right? The tires need replacing, right? The wheel hubs need replacing, right? It needs a new paint job, right?"
"With all these repairs, a 50% depreciation rate isn't unreasonable, right?"
"Let's round it off, pay me 5 million US dollars!"
"Not to mention you just blasted me with a rocket launcher, that's 500 billion US dollars for emotional distress, I'll let the change slide. Just pay me 500 billion US dollars and you can leave!"
"Zero!"
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"Is he an idiot?"
"Does he not realize what situation he's in?"
The five of them looked at each other, inexplicably nervous.
Zhang Menglong was definitely not a fool; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived till now. Yet, his carefree demeanor made it seem like he wasn't scared at all.
"Does he not know who we are?"
"That's not right either. Have you ever seen a normal person stop a car going 80 miles per hour? Been watching too many Korean dramas?"
"Just show him our power and he'll understand!"
"Zhang Menglong, do you not know who we are?" Karls spoke up, "We know you're a Level Five Ancient Martial Artist, but the world is much bigger than you imagine!"
Whoosh!
The psychic with red hair, called Siyak, suddenly burst into blazing flames, the temperature around him soared, and even the sand on the ground began crystallizing from the heat, yet he remained unscathed amidst the fire.
Another psychic with green hair rapidly grew two slim vines from his feet, which, though they seemed flimsy, fiercely sliced a car in half!
The blue-haired psychic's eyes gleamed, and the moisture in the air quickly formed into ice spears, puncturing the car until it was riddled with holes.
The psychic with yellow hair simply stamped his foot, and the earth surged up, forming a huge hand that grabbed the car and crushed it with a crunch.
"Damn, what did this car ever do to you? Is that polite?" Zhang Menglong pouted, "Now the compensation isn't just 5 million US Dollars anymore. This car has been discontinued, to restore it would cost 20 million US Dollars, plus all the materials, you guys owe an extra 50 million, let's not even bother with the small change."
"You..."
Before they could say anything, Zhang Menglong spoke again, pulling out a few diamond-encrusted gold business cards from his pocket and distributing them to the five of them.
Perhaps they were stunned, but they actually took the cards from him instinctively.
"Brother, my family needs someone to tend the furnace, and you handle fire pretty well. You should come apply for the job. You can call this number when you're ready!"
"This brother, your ability seems to be controlling water, right? I've cut a movie base in the desert, and water is a bit scarce there. I see you have a unique talent, and you can serve as artificial rainmaker, just like that Dragon King, $8,000 with meals and accommodation included."
"And you two, one controls earth, the other controls plants, you guys should go do desert reforestation; it's a great project, and there's even a national award for it if done well!"
Lastly, Zhang Menglong's gaze fell on Karls, "As for you... with that kind of strength, if you went to a construction site to move bricks, one person could replace ten, making a million a year is not a dream!"
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"Enough!"
Karls, clearly annoyed by Zhang Menglong's babbling, retorted, "Zhang Menglong, do you think we came here to play house with you? Are you going to come with us willingly, or do I need to force you?"
Zhang Menglong didn't respond, just glanced at the vehicle behind them. It was a specially modified military off-road vehicle, costly for sure, but not nearly as comfortable as his own car.
"If you're inviting me as a guest, couldn't you use a better car?" Zhang Menglong complained, "I am, after all, the richest man in the world. Even if you don't arrange a luxury car worth millions, isn't it reasonable to expect a few higher-end models? Riding in this hard, uncomfortable vehicle, if I end up with hemorrhoids and have to see a doctor, what if I need surgery..."
"Shut up!"
"Do you still think you're the richest man in the world?" Karls opened his portable device, "I know your Huaxia's 36 strategies include the Empty Fort Strategy, and you're just trying to appear calm, making us think you have some powerful bodyguards around, right?"
Karls showed the readings on the device to Zhang Menglong, displaying only six signals: one reading was 5, and the remaining five ranged from 13 to 17.
"It's just you alone here, stop playing these pointless games!"
"Boom!" Karls stomped on the ground hard, causing the surface to crack rapidly and spread dozens of meters.
"Zhang Menglong, if we weren't ordered to capture you alive, do you really think you'd still be here talking to us?"
"Please! If I wasn't short on Cred Points recently, do you think you would still be here talking to me?"
"Listen, I'll go with you alright, but only if there's a luxury car worth over ten million and a private plane worth over 100 million US Dollars, otherwise forget it!"
