Chapter 332 I Haven't Heard It for a Long Time

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At this time, the movement here has alarmed the surrounding students, everyone gathered around one after another, and many people quietly commented: "Look, it's Young Master Dali who got into a fight with that new transfer student!" "Yes, yes, That transfer student is tall and burly, so he's not easy to deal with this time." "I heard that this transfer student just beat Master Liu Mingcheng, and now he's looking for Master Dali again." "Yeah, he's planning to be our school The rhythm of the boss, I heard that they have also repaired the strides of the first-year group." "Amazing, this physique..."

"Hehe, let me introduce myself." Listening to the discussions of the students around, the strong man said, "My name is Xiong Wei, and I am the future boss of this school. I heard that you are very powerful, Young Master Dali. Please take care of me when we meet for the first time. .”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, the meaning was obvious, and he planned to compare the strength of his palm with Hong Dali!

Can't hold, can't hold!

Ling Yi, Du Xinzhen and the others looked terrified. This Xiong Wei used this trick as soon as he came up. They couldn't help, at least they didn't hear that there was someone to help when shaking hands. Besides, with their strength, they were powerless to help what!

"Oh, hello, hello," everyone stretched out their hands, and they couldn't justify it if they didn't shake it. Hong Dali also extended his hand symbolically: "Hello, hello, you're very polite. I didn't take care of you before. I guess I won’t need to take care of it in the future.”

As a result, Hong Dali felt something was wrong as soon as he held this hand.

This Xiong Wei obviously knew that Hong Dali was thin, so he began to tighten his hands as soon as he grasped them. Suddenly, a strong force came. Hong Dali frowned slightly, and then sneered inwardly. He shook it back with his backhand.

Damn, my strength has been increased to 100 and it has been useless. You are taking the initiative to send it to your door to seek death...

As far as Hong Dali's sexual ability is concerned, it is quite outstanding. Naturally, if the strength is added to one hundred, it will not be bad. If calculated according to that thing, the power is one hundred. At least it can catch up with Tyson's full blow on the earth.

Speaking of it, this Xiong Wei really wanted to give Hong Dali a blow.

His backer was originally Hikari Gobon, the young master of the Toyota consortium in Japan, and his target before coming here was Hong Dali. Today, he planned to beat Hong Dali up, and at worst he had to humiliate him. It's just that he didn't expect Hong Dali to have lunch with more than 20 people, since it was based on information. Hong Dali didn't know how to wear that exoskeleton armor when he was in school, so shaking hands with strength and forcing him to beg for mercy was naturally the best way.

But when the two held hands,

I didn't feel anything at first, but soon Xiong Wei realized something was wrong.

The opponent's palm is like an iron hoop. Tightly clinging to his hand, the strength increased for a while, and he could barely support it at first, but soon his hand felt like it was on fire, and the cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

At this time, the younger brother with colorful hair beside him also saw that something was wrong, and asked kindly: "Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?"

It's fine if he doesn't ask. When I asked Xiong Wei, I had to stand up for everything, this head could be bleeding, and I couldn't lose face! His face was flushed red, the smell of sweat came out all over his body, his underwear was wet and tightly wrapped on Xiao Diya, but he still had to force a smile and said: "It's okay, just a small problem, just say hello to Master Dali."

"Ah, haha. Haha," Hong Dali pretended not to know anything, and his eyes were quite innocent: "Oh, Master Xiong Wei, what's wrong with you? Did some old problem come back? Oh, why are you so enthusiastic? Look at you. You're sweating profusely, and it's really hot this day..." He said it easily, but he felt sorry for Xiong Wei's hand, and now the joints began to "click" .

How else should I put it, never slap Hong Dali in the face, at this time he is very innocent - I really can't stand his enthusiasm, you can't even pull this hand back...

What Hong Dali said was easy, but it changed completely in Xiong Wei's ears.

He wanted to let go, but at this moment, any fool could see that the two of them were fighting each other. If he took the initiative to let go, what would happen in the future?

Sure enough, after a while, the surrounding discussions started to sound: "Hey, look, why is this Xiong Wei sweating profusely? He must have never done anything to Master Dali before, right?" I didn’t notice, it’s really like this, you can see that his cold sweat is pouring out, his hands and neck are red and red, he must have lost!” “Isn’t it? Then he just sent him to the door to seek death?”

Xiong Wei is a hate, but it is not easy to let go, but if you don't let go, it will probably turn purple after a while...

In the end face is more important or hand is more important, this is a question - what's the point of face now? Hands must be important!

Xiong Wei's snot was about to come out from the pain, and his original height of 1.85 meters was also withered. He gasped and said, "It's easy to say, why don't you let go, Master Dali..."

"Ah?" Hong Dali was even more innocent this time: "You are so enthusiastic, how could I have the nerve to let go? You have to be conscientious to be a human being - oh, I heard that the car you drove today is not bad, give it to me..."

He is almost turning his hands into black, and he is still talking about being a man with a conscience. Xiong Wei is full of hatred: "It's easy to say, Master Dali, you just let go. The car I drove today is really good, so I will give it to Master Dali." is you……"

"Oh..." Hong Dali let out a long cry, and added more strength to his hands casually: "Give me the car keys!"

"Success, success!" Xiong Wei felt his heart stop for half a beat, and quickly handed over the car keys: "This is the car key..."

"How embarrassing is this..." Hong Dali got cheap and behaved: "By the way, what car did you drive today? What's the license plate number?"

Today's face was so embarrassing, Xiong Wei burst into tears: "That red Laer carriage is, the number is a66888..."

"Oh, okay..." Hong Dali finally withdrew his hand with a smile: "Since you came over to deliver the car so sincerely, then I will accept it reluctantly, thank you, Ao!"

Xiong Wei was so depressed: "Master Dali, you are welcome, since I have nothing to do, I will leave first..."

"Go."

After Xiong Wei and the others left in despair, Ling Yi whispered: "Master Dali, his car..."

Hong Dali snorted and said: "It's been a long time since I smashed the car, brothers, let's go and listen to it!"

Soon after arriving at the parking lot, Liu Mingcheng, who had been beaten before, rushed over after hearing the news. When he saw Hong Dali, he gave a high thumbs up: "Dali, great job, it really did a miracle, hahaha!"

"It was delivered to your door. I would be embarrassed if I didn't accept it..." Hong Dali had an innocent face: "Which Xiong Wei's car is?"

"Just that one, the dark red one!" Liu Mingcheng hurriedly pointed it out to Hong Dali.

Looking in the direction Liu Mingcheng pointed, there was a dark red single-row sports car parked on the side of the parking lot, with a streamlined body, an ultra-low chassis, and a glittering golden crown on the front. Good stuff!

Hong Dali looked at Liu Mingcheng with a grin: "Hurry up and find some bricks, steel pipes and big hammers?"

"Okay!" Seeing this posture, Liu Mingcheng knew what Hong Dali was going to do, and without a word, he turned around and left with a few buddies.

Ling Yi asked in a low voice: "Brother Dali, are you still planning to..."

"Of course you want to prodigal, do you still need to ask?" Hong Dali said as a matter of course: "I haven't heard it for a long time..."

Soon, Liu Mingcheng and a few others ran back with the guy on their shoulders. Two big hammers and a steel pipe as thick as an arm came in front of Hong Dali. Liu Mingcheng asked with a wry smile, "Dali, the old rules?" My car was just smashed a few months ago, but now I am smiling and asking if it is the old rules, which is quite joyful.

"Of course." Hong Dali looked at the car expressionlessly, and said, "Let's see how it sounds."

As he said that, he turned his head and said to Liu Mingcheng, "Smash it!"

"Okay!" Liu Mingcheng swung the sledgehammer without the slightest hesitation!

"Boom boom bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" There was a deafening muffled sound, and the glass shattered all over the ground, but in a blink of an eye, this car also ended up the same as his previous Trident sports car. I can only sell scrap iron...

It is not common for cars to be smashed, and the surrounding students pointed and pointed: "Haha, this is really fast retribution. Just after Xiong Wei beat Liu Mingcheng, the car was smashed when he turned around!" "Yes, poor , hundreds of thousands..." "We don't understand the wisdom of a god-man, but this time, Xiong Wei is a big loser." "Yeah, yeah, let's see how he wants to be the boss! Haha!"

Xiong Wei looked at the car that was smashed into scrap iron from a distance, wanting to cry, but he had only bought this car for less than three days...

"Brother, let's just watch like this?" The younger brother beside him said anxiously: "Why don't we just go over and fight them to the death!"

"Are you stupid?" Xiong Wei said depressedly: "This Hong Dali really deserves to be called Dali. This strength is as strong as his grandma's. If you punch you, you will definitely lie down! Don't talk about it, go back and report to the young master!"

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Dynasty Hotel.

"Young master, Xiong Wei and the others failed." The bodyguard carefully reported to Wuben Guanghui: "Xiong Wei challenged Hong Dali to compete with him, and he lost miserably. He even exported his car. It was smashed to pieces, and then he was sold for scrap. Iron."

"Ba Ga!" Goben Guangqi jumped violently: "These two trash can't be defeated by a single Hong Dali, so what's the use of them?! Tell them to get out, and don't appear in front of me again!"

"Received!" The bodyguard quickly agreed, and then asked: "Then young master, let's go next..."

"Start promoting Min Feiyao's concert immediately!" Wu Benguang said slowly: "Since Wu's skills are not good, then let's change the text! This time, we will completely suppress Hong Dali in the entertainment industry, and tell him to come back again in the future." I can't even lift my head! Go!"

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