In Liu Shao’s opinion, just kneel down and wipe your shoes, you can earn 10,000 yuan. Such a great thing is hard to find with a lantern.

Especially for the poor guy in front of you.

So, he will definitely listen to himself and kneel down and polish his shoes!

This feeling of spending money on people in front of so many people is really comfortable!

Oh, by the way, and this guy who dared to ignore him just now!

Mr. Liu's playful gaze fell on Ye Xing again, and then took out a stack of money from his wallet and said, "In this way, there are a total of 20,000 yuan here now. You two kneel down and wipe me a shoe each. After that, you two share the 20,000 yuan equally. Whoever wipes it quickly and is clean, can get the extra money from another person."

He thought that if they gave the two of them a motivation, they would definitely compete immediately.

Then, he could watch the scene where the two of them were fighting to kneel down to shine their shoes on their backs.

It's interesting to think about it.

At this time, there were already many people around, most of whom came with the mentality of watching the show.

As the president of Beizhou Supercar Club, Liu Shao is famous in many circles in Beizhou. Naturally, there are only many people who know him.

There are many present.

"Young Master Liu is really generous. You can earn ten thousand yuan by just wiping a shoe. Why are you two stunned? Kneel down and wipe it quickly!"

"That's right, you two have a monthly salary of up to 3,000 yuan, right? The money you earn by wiping a shoe is more than what you earn in three months. What are you considering?"

"I want me to tell you, you two will just be responsible for shining shoes here in the future. We will ensure that you make a lot of money! Hahaha!!"

The crowd was filled with sarcastic laughter.

Seeing the two of them moving for a long time, Mr. Liu thought they were not satisfied with the price, frowned, then waved his hand, took out a bank card, and said, "I think the money is low, right? There are 200,000 yuan in this card. I kneel on the ground and wipe it. After wiping it, it will be yours!"

Two hundred thousand, I'm afraid that the annual salary of both of you is not that much, right?

Such a huge temptation, you can still withstand it if you don’t believe it!

The people around were even more uproar.

"Young Master Liu is really generous. You can earn 200,000 by wiping two shoes. Tsk tsk, if you release this news, you will probably have a group of poor people coming to queue up!"

"I am worthy of being the president of our Beizhou Supercar Club, I am awesome!"

Listening to the praises from the people around him, Mr. Liu was proud.

Self-esteem?

Just poor guys like you two are also worthy of self-esteem?

Today I will use money to crush your ridiculous self-esteem a little bit!

However, he did not notice that Li Kuangren's cheeks were trembling slightly.

Because of anger!

Ye Xing's expression remained unchanged and he had no intention of taking action, because he knew that Li Kuangren would handle these things well.

There are just a few cats and dogs, and he doesn't need to do anything.

Li Kuangren spoke, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth: "That foot first?"

Mr. Liu thought he was moved by the money he paid, and his smile suddenly became stronger on his face. He stretched out his right foot and said, "Print my right foot first, and you guy, come too...ah!!!"

Halfway through Mr. Liu's words, his voice turned into a scream like a pig slaughtering.

His right foot was broken.

It was like someone slashing the ankle with an extremely sharp machete, and the wound was leveled.

The white bones mixed with blood like fountains, looking extremely creepy.

A group of people looked at the feet lying quietly in a pool of blood and wearing leather shoes.

Because of the sudden large amount of blood loss, Young Master Liu also lay on the ground, his face turned pale and bloodless, and a large pool of blood under his body.

And the pool of blood is still expanding at this moment.

Although no one saw Li Kuangren's actions clearly, everyone knew that this was done by Li Kuangren.

It turned out that he asked about his foot just now, not to kneel down and polish his shoes for Mr. Liu, but to cut off the foot directly!

The key is that this person doesn’t hold a knife, so how did he do it?

Just using your hands?

But who can see his movements clearly?

Who is this old man?

Everyone looked at Li Kuangren in horror, especially the members of the supercar club that Mr. Liu followed behind.

They are all playboys, and they occasionally fight. When they are at their worst, they also kill others. However, they usually force other girls to go to bed. People don’t agree to jump off the hotel floor, or if a few people make one, they get a little violent in the bed and kill them.

In their opinion, it was an unintentional act. Even if you really wanted to kill someone, you would pay for someone else to do it.

Therefore, they have never seen such a scene in front of them!

Don't say it, I haven't heard of it before!

"What's going on?!"

Suddenly, a sound rang out.

Then, the onlookers were forcibly separated and a way was made. Several bodyguards came over surrounded by a young woman with a cold expression.

When they saw the young woman, the onlookers immediately greeted him: "Hello Miss Xia."

Those who don’t know each other will ask the people around you with confused expressions.

Soon they learned that this woman was the one from Fang Xia's family who hosted the auction.

She is the granddaughter of Xia Xuanlin, the head of the Xia family, Xia Miaotong!

When the people in the Supercar Club saw Xia Miaotong, they were as if they had seen a savior. They quickly pointed at Li Kuangren and Ye Xing and complained to her.

"Miss Xia, you have to make the decision for us. Look at what Mr. Liu was hurt by this old man!"

In fact, the moment she walked in, Xia Miaotong had already seen the young master lying in a pool of blood.

Her expression was a little solemn.

The kind of wound on Xu Shao’s ankle is so smooth.

If the opponent doesn’t even have weapons, and he can get such injuries with bare hands, how strong is his strength?

"Hmm? It's you!?"

Suddenly, Xia Miaotong's eyes were fixed on Ye Xing.

Although she had only met Ye Xing once, and it was nearly two months apart, she still recognized Ye Xing.

There is no way. She had a deep impression of Ye Xing before on the high-speed rail.

He is also a mysterious warrior and the top scorer in the college entrance examination in a province. Such an identity will attract attention no matter where he is.

And because when he was on the high-speed rail, he saw Ye Xing unhappy and suffered losses in his hands, Xia Miaotong couldn't help but feel a little cold.

The members of the supercar club thought Xia Miaotong knew Ye Xing at first, but they were shocked, but after noticing her cold expression, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the two of them know each other.

But, they are not friends, but enemies!
Chapter completed!