The rear window of the driver’s seat was also knocked down, revealing Zheng Xueyun’s face. Zheng Xueyun seemed to have discovered something shocking. He looked at Wu Feng in surprise: "Ah, Mr. Wu, you can’t do this. Even if you’re walking, you can ruin my car like this. Even if you don’t think I’m unhappy, you shouldn’t have driven my car away. You’re a big guy, what you’re saying is not right!"

Jiang Guangrong nodded, looking sympathetically: "You don’t know, miss. You don’t understand men. Mr. Wu has been chasing you before. You kept turning him down. Others will definitely see you’re unhappy. Mr. Wu may be a bit ugly and short, but he has mines at home! I think you should consider Mr. Wu. If not, you can use Mr. Wu as a backup!"

Zheng Xueyun pursed her lips: "No. Even as a backup, he would have to be as handsome as Junkai. Although Wu Feng has mines at home, he’s too ugly. When I think about using him as a backup, I feel wronged!"

Wu Feng watched Jiang Guangrong and Zheng Xueyun exchange word by word, and he saw the deformed Porsche knocked over by Jiang Guangrong. His entire face turned the color of a pig’s liver, angrily saying: "You what!? You crashed my car like this."

Zheng Xueyun looked at Wu Feng strangely: "Mr. Wu, it’s your fault! You just parked your car in the middle of the road, can’t turn on the lights, and the lights aren’t bright. It’s too dark. My people can’t see your car, right? It’s not my fault, but you have to pay for the Land Rover!"

Wu Feng glanced at the bright street lamp by the roadside, getting angrier: "The street lamp is bright, isn’t it? Are you blind? I parked the car by the roadside! You don’t have to speak like Barton! It’s too dark, can’t you see? Why won’t you turn on the lights?"

Zheng Xueyun looked at the street lamp awkwardly: "Huh? The street lamp wasn’t on, why did it suddenly turn on? Let’s not talk about this street lamp. Mr. Wu, your car was parked right in the middle of the road. My men didn’t see it before they crashed into it! As for not turning on the lights, well, I can’t help it. Recently, the Xingwu Gang has been short of funds. It’s really pitiful. This can’t compare to Mr. Wu, who has mines at home. Otherwise, how would Mr. Wu support millions of people?"

Zheng Xueyun’s words made Wu Feng even angrier. Wu Feng wanted to rush up and hit Zheng Xueyun: "I’ll beat you to death, you blind bastard!"

Members of the Rejuvenation Association followed Wu Feng. Zhao Junkai came to Wu Feng. With a sinister smile on his handsome face, Zhao Junkai said: "Does Mr. Wu want to fight with me?"

Wu Feng wasn’t an ordinary person. After a moment of anger, he suddenly regained his senses.

Wu Feng turned around to look at the more than thirty people behind him.

Wu Feng immediately exploded with rage again. He clenched his fists. Wu Feng didn’t expect the Xingwu Gang to react so quickly. Half an hour later, Zhao Junkai brought so many people here. Wu Feng didn’t want to tangle too much with Zheng Xueyun. He just wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Zheng Xueyun’s beautiful face turned cold. Jiang Guangrong knew Zheng Xueyun was about to make a move. He couldn’t help sighing again in his heart, ah, women!

Wu Feng glared at Zheng Xueyun: "What else do you want?"

Zheng Xueyun extended her right hand coldly: "Do you think what I told you just now was a joke? The maintenance fee for the Land Rover is 4 million, and my Maserati’s maintenance fee is 4 million, totaling 8 million. Our two gangs also have financial dealings. You should know my account number, right? Give it now, don’t think you can just leave without paying!"

Wu Feng clapped his hands on the hood of the shabby Porsche: "4 million? You could buy a new one for 4 million! Why don’t you just die?"

Zheng Xueyun opened the door and got out. Jiang Guangrong quickly followed from her right rear, and Zhao Junkai followed from her left rear. They were like Zheng Xueyun’s left and right protectors, carefully guarding her.

Zheng Xueyun approached Wu Feng, looked at him coldly: "I’ve changed my mind. Before you called me a bastard and cursed me to death, you collected 1 million from me, totaling 10 million! Impossible! 2 million for one arm, 2 million for one leg, and 2 million for medical expenses for you and your subordinates!"

Members of the Xingwu Gang, upon hearing Zheng Xueyun’s words, picked up short knives, baseball bats, and other weapons, surrounding the people of Xingwu Gang. They all looked at Wu Feng with sinister eyes.

Wu Feng also looked coldly at Zheng Xueyun. If he could kill with his eyes, Zheng Xueyun might have been shattered long ago. Wu Feng took a deep breath. Wu Feng had no doubt that if he didn’t give Zheng Xueyun money, he’d be left without hands and feet, and the group of brothers behind him would be seriously injured.

Wu Feng looked fearfully at Zhao Junkai and sighed helplessly: "Aqiang, give the money!"

"Mr. Wu, what are we afraid of? Let’s fight this woman!" a Qiang behind Wu Feng glared at Zheng Xueyun.

Zheng Xueyun suddenly took two steps forward, moved to Wu Feng’s left, directly raised her right hand, and slapped Aqiang’s face: "Dog? Didn’t your master teach you road rules? No rules at all. Tomorrow, be careful, you might get thrown into the river with a sack and rocks!"

Aqiang flew into a rage, directly retaliating. Jiang Guangrong had been on guard for a long time. He kicked directly into Aqiang’s abdomen. Aqiang stepped back a few steps. He squatted on the ground in cold sweat, holding his stomach, glaring at Zheng Xueyun and Jiang Guangrong like a poisonous snake.

Zheng Xueyun said coldly: "I can gouge out your eyes and throw them on the road!"

Aqiang lowered his head and said nothing more.

Wu Feng closed his eyes as if he didn’t want to see what happened. After a while, he sighed: "Aqiang, give me the money!"

"Mr. Wu..." Aqiang looked at Wu Feng unwillingly.

Wu Feng kicked the front of his Porsche: "Do you want me to say it a third time?"

Aqiang didn’t want this to continue any further. Soon, Zheng Xueyun’s phone received a text message. Zheng Xueyun glanced at it lightly. Her previously aggressive face suddenly turned into a smile: "Not bad, making peace earns money, Mr. Wu. I hope you and your Revitalization Association will make a lot of money!"

Wu Feng clenched his fists: "Zheng Xueyun, let’s see about this!"

"Oh? A threat? If you threaten me again, I might get scared and have a heart attack. It’d be serious if I have a heart attack. I’m not exaggerating. If I say this, you’ll be scared half to death. A hospital stay costs 10 million each time! Mr. Wu must have a mine at home! I don’t care! Rich people are indulgent!" Zheng Xueyun smiled at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng couldn’t help but shiver. He wanted to say some cruel words. After hesitating, he thought it would be better not to. Maybe Zheng Xueyun would really blackmail him taking advantage of the situation. Thinking this, Wu Feng glared at Zheng Xueyun angrily, then turned and left with his men.

As Wu Feng walked a few steps, Zheng Xueyun turned her head and loudly said to Jiang Guangrong: "Guangrong, was I too arrogant?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded honestly: "It seems so, but I know that fool is so generous. You should have let him pay a million for each car, miss! Anyway, it’s a backup. You don’t have to use it for free!"

"I think so too!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng nearly spat blood, gritting his teeth, he left quickly. Wu Feng thought that if he stayed another second, he’d lose three liters of blood!

After Wu Feng left, Zheng Xueyun returned to her usual approachable manner, smiling as she spoke to Zhao Junkai: "If it weren’t for Guangrong saving me, I would’ve been killed by their gang long ago!"

Zhao Junkai pondered for a moment, then said coldly: "Those Revitalization people are really hateful. Just a good opportunity. Why didn’t the old woman give Wu Feng..."

Zheng Xueyun understood Zhao Junkai’s meaning and shook her head: "It’s not the time yet!"

Zhao Junkai touched his handsome face: "When will it start?"

Zheng Xueyun looked puzzled: "I don’t know, just now, I was really interested in Wu Feng, but I feel like I might not be able to win..."

Zhao Junkai glanced at Jiang Guangrong and said: "Guangrong, from which talent should we start now?"