My Hard-Working Skills Were Exposed, And The Police Asked Me To File For The Record

Chapter 35: Which is more important, face or fate?

Du Sheng:? ? ?

Girl with heavy makeup:? ? ?

The other two bodyguards: ? ? ?

Several people present were stunned for a moment, then looked at the injured bodyguard and then at Fang Hao.

Just now... what's going on?

Did that person raise his hand, flick it, and the streetlight explode? Shards of glass fell all over the floor and injured his bodyguard?

This...is this a coincidence?

Or did that person do it?

Du Sheng blinked his eyes, he was already half awake from the wine, and his expression was a little bit astonished.

"Just now... that must be a coincidence?" He looked at the heavily made-up woman beside him and asked.

The woman with heavy make-up also had a confused look on her face, she nodded slightly: "Yes, it should be a coincidence..."

The two couldn't see clearly.

But the other two bodyguards could still see clearly.

Just now, they clearly saw that Fang Hao seemed to take something out of his pocket, and then flicked it.

The street lamp above San'er's head exploded.

Is it a coincidence?

possible.

But is this too coincidental?

But if it was said that this young man did something, they would not believe it.

After all, if you want to blow up a street lamp, you need not only arm strength and precision, but also something in your hand, right?

But this young man had nothing in his hand just now.

It's so fucking weird.

Could it be that this kid is playing tricks on purpose?

Whether to go up now or not... He was in a difficult situation for a while.

After all, I originally planned to scare this person, but I didn't expect San'er to be injured.

Peeking at Du Sheng behind him, the lead bodyguard just sucked his teeth.

Du Sheng didn't hurry to order them to go back. It seemed that he couldn't scare this person anymore.

Take a deep breath.

The lead bodyguard turned his head to the side, ignored San'er's injury, and gestured to the second child with his eyes: "Be careful! This kid seems to be unable to scare him, but be careful of the severity of his attack."

The second child nodded, restrained the slightly ferocious smile on his face, and continued walking towards Fang Hao.

Fang Hao put his hands in his pockets again, and looked at the two bodyguards who were walking with serious eyes.

Co-author, they didn't hear the order from the young man named Mr. Du, so they had to come up to scare themselves.

Alright, let's do it again, and let that dude with the surname Du take a good look.

"Are you sure you want to do it again?" Fang Hao asked with a smile on his lips instead of throwing the next needle.

The two bodyguards who had approached paused in their footsteps, astonishment flashed uncontrollably in their eyes.

Fang Hao's words are undoubtedly saying that the street lamp above San'er's head exploded just now, and it has something to do with him...

This kid, did he say that on purpose to scare us, or did the street light blow out just now, he really did it...

For the first time, the bodyguard couldn't tell the difference, and couldn't judge at all.

However, he thought he had excellent eyesight. He could see Fang Hao raising his hand and flicking it casually, and he really didn't see anything in his hand.

Du Sheng, who was standing not far away, heard this, squinted his eyes, and looked Fang Hao up and down.

The clothes are a bit ordinary, but the face is quite outstanding, not to mention that it doesn't look like an outsider, it doesn't even have a background.

This kid is just putting on airs!

"Destroy him for me! After returning, I will give you 200,000 each!" Du Sheng shouted.

600,000 is a small amount of money for him, not enough pocket money for a month.

What's more, that kid made him lose face so much today, and he must get back his place.

When the two bodyguards heard this, they looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

Alas, there is no way, take people's money and help them eliminate disasters.

Who made them unlucky to have such a dude.

Little brother, offended.

The two bodyguards sighed secretly.

Then, he focused on Fang Hao again and continued to move forward.

Fang Hao also sighed silently.

This young man really doesn't know what to do, yes, anyway, he didn't come in person.

But fortunately, the internal perception state did not appear at this time.

If this happens...that would be pure waste.

Fang Hao pinched the silver needle in his pocket, his eyes became sharp in an instant, and a chill appeared on his face.

The next second, he quickly withdrew his hand, and the silver needle shone coldly under the light.

He raised his hand, looked at the car parked beside him, and waved vigorously.

Whoosh!

boom!

The left front tire of that car exploded suddenly, with a loud sound, accompanied by a violent airflow, sweeping a screw and flying towards it with the momentum of breaking through the air.

Hit the dick straight on the back.

The second child suddenly staggered a few steps, and felt as if he had been hit by a hammer behind him, and his spine was about to break.

"Ah..." He cried out in pain, and fell directly to the ground, his forehead was already covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.

He gritted his teeth in pain, his eyes were puzzled and stared at Fang Hao with some fear.

He just... seemed to see clearly.

It's just... It's the kid in front of me who did it. He threw something out and blew the tire...

It must be so...absolutely, absolutely so...

And at this moment.

The pupils of the last bodyguard shrank sharply, and he stood there without stepping forward. There was a little fear in his eyes.

This young man, what the hell... what the hell, this young man... what the hell.

That's right...he saw it too.

It was the young man in front of him who threw something and blew the tires of the car.

At the same time, he also fully understood that it was not an accident that the streetlight above San'er's head exploded... definitely not an accident!

It must have been the fault of this young man, because he threw something that blew up the street lamps!

He turned his head and glanced at Du Sheng.

He really wanted to go up to Du Sheng and ask, face or fate...which is more important?