Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"Lin Qian, are you so sick?!"

At the school gate, Witt was taken aback by Lin Qian who had suddenly killed him. After a short delay of two seconds, he lowered the car window and curled his neck to yell at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian glanced at Witt when he heard the words, with a sneer on his face.

He didn't take Witt, but came to the co-pilot's position on his own, lifted the co-pilot's screw door, and then...

An iron baseball bat was picked up from it.

Lin Qian felt that he felt good when he turned the guy in his hand.

As for Witt in the Maserati M20, seeing the guy Lin Qian was holding in his hand, he suddenly felt a little confused.

"Lin Qian, what are you doing?"

Witte shouted sharply, a little introverted.

"Lin Qian, if you dare to hit us, we will call the police and let you squat!"

Feng Lin looked at the thick, long and big iron guy in Lin Qian's hand, she showed a look of fear on her face, and followed Witt threateningly.

"Ah……"

Lin Qian sneered. After standing in place and staring at Witt in the Maserati M20 for three seconds, he suddenly raised the baseball bat in his hand and slammed it against the windshield of the Maserati M20 in front of him.

"boom!"

Lin Qian's slamming force sank so hard that he instantly smashed the windshield of the Maserati M20 with spider web-like patterns.

"what!"

Feng Lin in the car was slammed by the big, thick and long guy in Lin Qian's hands, and she couldn't help but let out a high-pitched scream.

Even Witt, as a man, was so scared that he trembled.

"boom!"

After Lin Qian's moment, there was another violent moment.

The spider web pattern on the windshield of the Maserati M20 is bigger, and it looks like a shaky one.

"Get out of the car!"

Feng Lin screamed, and then ran out of the car rolling.

After Feng Lin left the car, Witt followed suit.

And just as Witt left the car, Lin Qian's third heavy blow slammed off the wheel.

"Wow..."

The entire windshield of the Maserati M20 was completely shattered.

After Lin Qian hammered the windshield, he stuck the baseball bat on the front cover of the Maserati M20, and then slowly stepped on the front cover and stood on the front cover of the car.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After standing on the front cover, Lin Qian didn't say a word, and hit the roof of the Maserati M20.

But a few times, the roof of Maserati M20 was smashed and deformed, and the roof was deeply recessed into the car.

The onlookers not far away were all dumbfounded at this moment, and all of them were dumbfounded by Lin Qian's sturdy behavior.

"A ruthless man, a peerless ruthless man!"

"Maserati M20, the market price is more than 4 million, is it just like that?"

"Before there was a yellow sledgehammer in the Spring Festival Gala, and now there is Huayin Lin Qian with a hammer of 800,000!"

"Lin Qian is in the stance of smashing this car into scrap. I said Witt was arrogant. Now it seems that the real arrogant person is Lin Qian!"

"Fuck, so handsome, so handsome, this is a man, my old lady loves him so badly!"

...

The crowd was boiling at the school gate. Even the owners of the passing vehicles at the school gate stepped on the brakes after seeing this scene, stretched their necks to watch the excitement, and even took the video with their mobile phones.

In the security room, Zhao Yi, Zheng Xin and others who received the notification hurried over upon hearing the news.

"What's the situation? Did Lin Qian and Weite fight again?"

Before Zhao Yiren arrived, the voice came first.

"Director, I didn't fight, but this scene..."

The young security guard stupidly pointed to Lin Qian, who was standing on the Maserati M20 not far away, and his voice trembled.

When Zhao Yi and others heard this, they looked in the direction of the young security guard, and they were all petrified immediately.

"My god, this master is really a must-have report..."

Zhao Yi couldn't help muttering when he saw such a scene.

...

Not far from the school gate, Jiang Ningchuan, Ma Lu, Shen Ming, Zhao Pengsong and others were standing under a tree. They looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all dumbfounded.

"Brother Qian..."

"Dick!"

Zhao Pengsong silently searched all the vocabulary in his mind, and finally felt that no vocabulary seemed to describe his admiration of Lin Qian at the moment, and finally he could only use this word to describe Lin Qian's sturdyness.

"It's more than a dick..."

"It's clearly a dick!"

Dong Hebin added silently.

When Shen Ming saw such a scene, he was silent for a moment, then patted Jiang Ningchuan on the shoulder, and sighed: "Boss Jiang, you abdicate. From today, I think Lin Qian is more in line with the style of being a big brother. You and Compared to Lin Qian, it is almost true."

Jiang Ningchuan: "..."

Just when several people were feeling Lin Qian's toughness, Zhang Bingyu suddenly said, "Huh? It seems that Lin Qian is waving to us. Does he mean to let us pass?"

"It looks like it is."

Zhao Pengsong took a closer look, and then responded seriously.

"Walk around, go over and take a look."

Hearing this, several people immediately did not hesitate and walked quickly towards Lin Qian.

At this time, Lin Qian was really tired.

However, his results are also extremely impressive. The roof of the Maserati M20 in front of him has been completely dented by him.

He panted slightly, and cast his gaze to Witt, who was not far away, who was full of anger.

Witte saw Lin Qian suddenly looking at him, and then at the thick, big and long iron guy in Lin Qian's hand, he immediately felt a sudden change in his heart.

Yesterday, Zhao Pengsong's boy slapped a brick on his head. His head is still buzzing and aching. If Lin Qian picks this iron guy on his head again today, he thinks he might die on the spot.

"Lin...Lin Qian, let me tell you, it's illegal to hit someone!"

"Don't mess around!"

Facing Lin Qian's gaze, Witt took a step back in fright and warned.

Hearing Witte's words, Lin Qian snorted. He jumped off the front cover of the Maserati M20, and then put the baseball bat in his hand directly on his shoulder.

"Yo, you still know that beating is illegal?"

"Then why didn't you do personnel affairs yesterday?"

Lin Qian grinned and sneered.

"you……"

Witte's angry face flushed, but looking at the baseball bat that Lin Qian was carrying, he couldn't help but get stuck in his throat when he wanted to curse.

After two sentences, Zhao Pengsong and others also rushed over from there.

"Brother Qian, what instructions?"

Zhao Pengsong asked.

Hearing this, Lin Qian pointed at the co-pilot of his car at random: "There are still six baseball bats inside. You guys have one. You will continue to smash it until you smash it for me!"

"what?"

Zhao Pengsong and the others were shocked, a little eager to try, but there were some worries in their expressions.

"What are you afraid of, just smash it, but it's a supercar with more than 4 million yuan, smash it!"

Lin Qian said again, in a very casual tone.

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Zhao Pengsong and Zhang Bingyu looked at each other, thinking of the frustration and depression last night, their faces immediately showed a ruthless look.

"Smash!"

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