The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 769 - 0: The Reverse Scale of the Dragon

Lin Shanshan and her two companions were initially confused, but as they heard the other party’s outrageous demand, they quickly realized what was happening.

"Are you trying to scam us?"

Lin Shanshan immediately called them out.

Upon hearing this, they lost their cool, as if they had become entirely different people, hissing and cursing, "I top your old mother, how dare you, girl? You break someone’s things and then accuse them of scamming?"

"I’m telling you, you’re definitely going to compensate today. If you don’t pay up, don’t even think about leaving here."

Some even began to stir the pot, "Let’s go, we’ll take them to the police station."

"Right, let those uncultured mainlanders see how tough the American police are."

A crowd was making a ruckus in front of them, which would have confused anyone else.

At that moment, one person came out, pretending to play the good guy, "Come on, we’re all Huaxia people. Let’s all take a step back! Why make such a fuss and let the foreigners enjoy our spectacle?"

"Easy for you to say. How can we just let go of such an expensive vase?"

Someone shouted in disagreement.

Another person said, "Look, both parties are responsible when walking. Dear friend from the mainland, if you just pay half, what do you say?"

"Half? Are you in cahoots with them?"

"A three-million yuan vase, and you want them to pay half? Do you think we’re fools?"

At this point, a normal person would have agreed with the bystander’s suggestion.

With an attitude of avoiding more trouble, they would have negotiated to pay half the amount.

Long Fei intentionally went along with this line of thought, "Yes, yes, the gentleman is right. Both sides are responsible. We’ll pay half. What do you say?"

Lin Yingying and her two friends frowned, wondering why he was being so polite with these scammers.

But since Long Fei had spoken, they didn’t say anything, knowing he wouldn’t let them get away with it so easily.

The other party hesitated upon hearing this and after discussing, they finally pointed at Long Fei and yelled, "You’re lucky, punk. If it weren’t for the fact that we’re all Huaxia people, I would definitely drag you to the police."

Long Fei brought his hands together in thanks, "Yes, yes, you are all magnanimous. We will certainly keep this in mind."

Another one said, "Enough talk, just hand over the money. We’re busy people here!"

"Exactly, quickly pay up so we can see if this porcelain can be fixed!"

Long Fei said, "One million? We don’t carry that much cash on us. How about this, you take us to the nearest bank, and we’ll withdraw some money for you!"

Several people showed a hint of smugness, trying to appear impatient, they said to Long Fei, "Let’s go, you’re really lucky."

They led Long Fei and his group through the crowd of onlookers to a nearby bank.

As they passed a small alley, there was no one around.

Long Fei and his group stopped walking.

The blackmailers continued for a bit, but when they felt that Long Fei’s group wasn’t following, they turned back to find Long Fei and his friends smiling at them.

"Punk, thinking of causing trouble?"

They turned around and came back, tilting their heads, each adopting the posture of a gangster, glaring fiercely at Long Fei and his group.

Long Fei addressed them, "Earlier, in front of the foreigners, I didn’t want to get physical with you because I didn’t want to lose face for our Huaxia. You dogs are even worse than the foreigners. You think you can scam one and a half million with such tricks? Aren’t you afraid the money will burn your hands?"

"Holler, we’ve got ourselves a tough guy here!"

"Punk, open your eyes wide. This is our turf, America, not Huaxia. You believe that today we could stab you to death right here, dump you in the sea, and the police won’t find out anything?"

One of them reached behind and flashed a gleaming dagger.

From behind the alley, a group of people came up laughing, cursing at Long Fei, "So, did I tell you they wouldn’t just cower?"

"These Mainlanders are quite bold," one of them said, "not giving you a taste of hardship, you do not know where you are."

A man called out, "Chao Zai, you come teach them a lesson!"

Chao Zai tilted his head, shook his arms, and assumed a stance of the Hong Family Fist. He sneered at Long Fei and threw a punch targeting Long Fei’s head.

This move was full of momentum.

The power was not bad either, more than enough to deal with an ordinary person.

The fist was upon him in a blink, smashing towards Long Fei’s temple.

Just as it approached, it was caught in Long Fei’s hand.

He shook his head at the group and said, "Hitting you guys really dirties my hands!"

Chao Zai was shocked. He had used all his strength, but when his fist hit Long Fei’s hand, it couldn’t exert any force.

However, Long Fei simply waved his hand, and following that Chao Zai was thrown out like a child, hitting a wall three meters away with a thump.

There was a cracking sound, and three of his ribs broke instantly.

The others watched, tongue-tied, as if they were watching a movie, thinking this was too miraculous.

One of them cursed, "Attack together, restrain those three women first!"

"Let me do it, that chick is mine."

"Fuck, whoever grabs her keeps her!"

"Sleep with them first, then make them work in the brothel!"

Seeing that Long Fei was tough to deal with, they wanted to control Lin Yingying and the other two, then use them to blackmail Long Fei.

This was a despicable street fight tactic, which even Zhang Jiuling of the Cultivation World had used once.

However, it was blocked by Chu Feng, which led Long Fei to hold a deadly grudge against him.

Threatening someone’s parents, relatives, and friends was a taboo, a matter of life and death.

Long Fei, from a distance, flicked his finger at the head of the loudest shouter, and with a puff, a mist of blood sprayed from the man’s forehead.

As if hit by a bullet, his eyes bulged, staring at Long Fei in disbelief as he collapsed on the ground.

Others charged at him, but only a few noticed this incident, standing in shock.

The essential Qi around Long Fei surged, and with a rumble, he sent everyone flying.

Over a dozen people were slammed against the wall, unable to even breach one meter towards Long Fei and his companions.

They were like having been hit by a wild bull, their bones broken, they rolled on the ground howling in pain.

Long Fei approached the man who had been holding the vase and asked, "How much is your vase worth?"

The man trembled as if he were facing a demon, stammering, "Three million, no, no, one and a half million!"

"Hmm?"

Long Fei’s mouth curled into a sneer. "You’re not being honest!"

He pointed at the man’s forehead and with a puff, a mist of blood sprayed from the back of the man’s head.

Extortion was tolerable, but touching his women meant only death.

He turned to the second man and asked, "You tell me, how much is the vase worth?"

The man was sweating buckets, realizing that he had encountered a master today, definitely a high-level practitioner of the Martial Arts.

He waved his hands frantically, speaking the truth, "Big brother, it’s all a misunderstanding. The vase is fake, it’s not worth anything. Just go, we don’t want the money, not a single penny."

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