Chapter 1456 Bullied

Ma Rongchao basically regarded Xiao Fei as a real good friend now. There are very few real good friends like him, a rich second generation.

Although he also often associates with the rich second generation in the circle, but that association is very hypocritical. With a relationship of interest, it is the so-called wine and meat friends. As for Xiao Fei, he has absolutely no interest relationship with him. Moreover, Xiao Fei is good at martial arts that he does not know, and he can also win his respect.

Following their 'speculative' conversation, Ma Rongchao had already driven the supercar into the urban area. Seeing a small gas station ahead, he turned the car into it.

It stands to reason that the Bugatti Veyron he drove should be refueled at a special 4S shop. There are professional personnel and professional services. However, Ma Rongchao didn't cherish this car at all, and only sold more than three million sports cars. Seeing that it was convenient to refuel there, I drove the car in.

"Excuse me, do you want to cheer up?" He was greeted by a middle-aged uncle. With a Chinese character face and dark skin, one can tell at a glance that it is often exposed to the wind and sun. He is about forty years old and looks very simple and honest. Middle-aged uncles like him are very common in China.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Ma Rongchao said annoyedly.

In fact, he didn't need to ask what else he could do without refueling when he drove the car here. However, Ma Rongchao started a supercar. In the eyes of the middle-aged uncle, it was too luxurious, so he asked an extra question that was not nutritious. Of course, it's not that the middle-aged uncle has never seen someone driving a luxury car, that's what he does. During the year, occasionally one or two luxury cars worth several million would come to him to refuel.

"The car is a Bugatti Veyron supercar, what brand of engine oil do you want?" the middle-aged uncle asked again. Like this kind of super sports car, refueling is very particular. In order to protect their luxury cars, some car owners only add specific brands of oil to their cars. Oil is expensive or cheap, high-quality or low-quality, of course he has to ask clearly.

"Just give me the Italian Aini brand." Ma Rongchao said.

"I'm really sorry, we don't have Aini here, only local Mobil and Shell." The middle-aged uncle said apologetically.

"Then give me Mobil No. 50." Ma Rongchao said.

"Okay." After speaking, the middle-aged uncle walked into the shop, took out a bucket of brand new Mobil engine oil, then walked in front of Bugatti, and opened the car cover. Ma Rongchao watched from the side, smelling the strong smell of cheap motor oil coming from him, he couldn't help but frowned, and took two steps back in disgust.

The middle-aged uncle didn't care about it, and started to refuel the car. He seemed to be skilled, opening the oil barrel skillfully and pouring it in.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness, or because I seldom refuel the millions of luxury cars. Suddenly his hand shook slightly, and a lot of engine oil in the barrel poured out and spilled on the engine outside. There were even a few drops that spilled on the outside car body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged uncle seemed to know that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly apologized in panic.

"Snapped!"

However, Ma Rongchao ignored his apology at all, jumped up and slapped him hard. Ma Rongchao is going to take Xiao Fei to the Slender Horse Clubhouse today, and all the super rich second generations are present. If he had gone in a dirty sports car, he would have been laughed at.

In addition, his car was not a top-level sports car, but an ordinary one, which made him feel that he had no confidence in his friend's face paint, and now it was stained again...

"Can't I wipe it clean for you?" The middle-aged uncle said with humility. He knew very well in his heart that anyone who could drive this kind of super sports car was either rich or powerful. It's not something ordinary people like him can afford.

"Wipe it clean, you have good materials to clean it up with your mess? Do you know how much it costs to repair and maintain my supercar?" Ma Rongchao growled.

"Is it okay for me to pay you?" said the middle-aged uncle. I can only secretly call it unlucky in my heart, I met an arrogant and domineering rich second generation today.

Originally, the middle-aged uncle was unwilling to refuel those luxury cars. However, because he thought that the second generation of the rich would spend a lot of money, he agreed.

I didn't expect that I just made a mistake this time, and I was beaten mercilessly.

"Losing money? Can you afford it? My Bugatti is worth 30 million yuan, and it costs more than 100,000 yuan to wash it!" Ma Rongchao seemed to get angrier as he talked, and slapped him hard again.

Sitting in the car, Xiao Fei knew very well that his sports car was only worth three million at most. However, he told the middle-aged uncle that the car was worth 30 million yuan. Bullying others is poor, and bullying others has never seen the world. In fact, with his net worth, there is absolutely no need to blackmail others.

His money is inexhaustible.

To put it bluntly, he just likes to bully others, and he likes to bully those honest people. He likes the feeling of being superior to others and seeing the weak struggling in front of him. On the other hand, I am also looking for a sense of existence. If I have money, I want to find opportunities to show that I am superior to others.

Xiao Fei just watched coldly, and didn't come forward to stop him.

I thought, Ma Rongchao is really a dude, he knows how to bully the weak. It seemed that he and Xiao Fei had a relatively harmonious conversation in the car just now, that's because he couldn't bully Xiao Fei. Once he faced someone who was weaker than him, his arrogant and domineering nature was exposed.

Ma Rongchao's slap was so hard that the middle-aged uncle's body tilted and he almost fell to the ground. Ma Rongchao seemed to be fighting harder and harder, and kicked him hard again, directly kicking him to the ground.

Human nature really has a terrifying side. When beating someone, the more you beat, the more enjoyable you feel. The more comfortable you feel, the more you want to beat someone hard. The more you bully others, the more enjoyable you will feel. Sometimes, I even wish to beat others to death directly. It's like being poisoned, and I can't stop.

As for the middle-aged uncle, he didn't speak all the time, and just let him beat, punch and kick. He is not without blood, mud has three parts of earth. It's just that he thought that he still has a family, children to support, and old parents above, so he chose to forbear.

"Don't hit my father." At this moment, a seven or eight-year-old girl rushed out of the shop and hugged Ma Rongchao's leg.

"Go away!" Seeing this, Ma Rongchao kicked the little girl away.

"Wow!" The little girl who fell to the ground burst into tears.

Xiao Fei in the car saw this scene, his face became more and more ugly, and his expression became more and more fierce. "This Ma Rongchao is really going too far."