"Lin Qian, why are you sick?!"

At the school gate, Witt was startled by Lin Qian, who suddenly came out, and after a little slowdown for two seconds, he lowered the window of the car, stretched his neck and scolded Lin Qian angrily.

Hearing this, Lin Qian glanced at Witt, with a sneer on his face.

He didn't bother with Witt, but went to the co-pilot's seat on his own, lifted the co-pilot's spiral door up, and then ......

An iron baseball bat was pulled out of it.

Flipping the guy in his hand, Lin Qian felt that it felt good.

And Witt in the Maserati M20, after seeing the guy in Lin Qian's hand, the whole person was suddenly a little confused.

"Lin Qian, what are you going to do?"

Witt shouted a little brown and restrained.

"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 that Lin Qian was holding in his hand, and a look of fear appeared on her face, and she followed Witt to threaten.

"Heh......"

Lin Qian sneered, stood in place and looked at Witt in the Maserati M20 for three seconds, then he suddenly raised the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it against the windshield of the Maserati M20 in front of him.

"Bang!"

Lin Qian's slamming momentum was so powerful that he instantly smashed the windshield of the Maserati M20 with lines like spider webs.

"Ahh

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

Even Witt, who was a man, was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

"Bang!"

After Lin Qian's pause, he was followed by another slam.

The Maserati M20's windshield has a larger cobweb, completely shaky look.

"Get out of the car!"

Feng Lin screamed, and then took the lead in running out of the car.

After Witt left the car, he followed closely behind.

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

"Whoa......

The entire windshield of the Maserati M20 was completely shattered.

After Lin Qian pounded the windshield, he put the baseball bat on the front cover of the Maserati M20, and then stepped on the front cover slowly, standing on the front cover of the car.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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

In just a few clicks, the roof of the 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 they were all stunned by Lin Qian's fierce actions.

"Ruthless, peerless!"

"Maserati M20, the market price is more than 4 million? Just smash it?"

"There was a Spring Festival Gala before the Yellow Sledgehammer and a hammer of eighty? Today, there is Huayin Lin Qian, a stick of 800,000!"

"Lin Qian has the posture of smashing this car for scrapping, just now I said that Witt was arrogant? Now it seems? The real arrogant person is Lin Qian!"

"Damn, so handsome? So handsome, this is a man? The old lady loves him miserably!"

......

The crowd of onlookers at the school gate was boiling? Even the owners of the vehicles passing by at the school gate, after seeing this scene, couldn't help but step on the brakes and stretch their necks to look lively? What's more, he took a video with his mobile phone.

In the security room? Zhao Yi, Zheng Xin and others, who received the notice, hurried over when they heard the news.

"What's the situation? Is it Lin Qian and Witt that they are fighting again?"

Before Zhao Yiren arrived, the voice came first.

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

The young security guard was a little stupid and pointed to Lin Qian, who was standing on top of the Maserati M20 not far away, and his voice was a little trembling.

Zhao Yi and others heard this? Looking in the direction pointed by the young security guard, they were all collectively petrified.

"Oh my God? This master is really going to repay him......"

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yi couldn't help muttering.

......

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

"Brother Qian......"

"Dick!"

Zhao Pengsong silently searched for all the words in his mind? In the end, he felt that no words could describe his admiration for Lin Qian at this moment? In the end, I can only use this one word to describe Lin Qian's toughness.

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

"It's clearly a dick burst!"

Dong Hebin added silently.

And Shen Ming, who saw such a scene, was silent for a moment, then patted Jiang Ningchuan on the shoulder, and sighed: "Boss Jiang, you abdicate, from today on, I think Lin Qian is more in line with the demeanor of being a big brother, compared to Lin Qian, it is really almost meaningful." ”

Jiang Ningchuan: "......"

Just when a few people were feeling that Lin Qian was fierce, Zhang Bingyu suddenly said: "Eh, it seems that Lin Qian is beckoning to us, does he mean to let us pass?"

"Seeming yes, yes. ”

Zhao Pengsong looked at it carefully, and then responded seriously.

"Let's go, let's go and see. ”

When several people heard this, they immediately did not hesitate any longer, and walked quickly towards Lin Qian's side.

At this time, Lin Qian was really a little tired.

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

Gasping for breath slightly, he turned his gaze to Witt, who was not far away with an angry face.

When Witt saw Lin Qian suddenly look at him, and then looked at the thick, big, and long iron guy in Lin Qian's hand, he immediately felt a sudden burst in his heart.

Yesterday, he was slapped on the head by Zhao Pengsong's kid with a brick, and his head is still buzzing faintly, if he is slapped on the head by Lin Qian with this iron guy today, he feels that he may die directly on the spot.

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

"Don't mess around!"

Facing Lin Qian's gaze, Witt was so frightened that the whole person took a step back slightly, and warned in his mouth.

Hearing Witt's words, Lin Qian sneered, and he jumped directly from the front cover of the Maserati M20, and then carried the baseball bat in his hand directly on his shoulder.

"Yo, you still know that beating someone is a crime?"

"Then why didn't you do it yesterday?"

Lin Qian grinned and mocked.

"You ......"

Witt was so angry that his face turned red, but looking at the baseball bat that Lin Qian was carrying on his shoulder, he couldn't help but get stuck in his throat if he wanted to curse.

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

"Brother Qian, what instructions?"

Zhao Pengsong asked.

When Lin Qian heard this, he casually pointed to the co-pilot of his car: "There are still six baseball bats in it, one of you have one, and you will continue to smash it for me until it is scrapped!"

"Huh?"

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

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

Lin Qian said again, his tone was very casual.

Hearing Lin Qian say this, Zhao Pengsong and Zhang Bingyu glanced at each other, thinking of last night's grievances and depression, and immediately showed a ruthless look on their faces.

"Smash!"