Chapter 1737 — Setting Off
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"I don't think you people know how high the heavens are," the man said, his face darkening at her words. He really had started out as a street performer; Shen Yushu had hit the mark, and he could not keep his composure.
"Wu Chengtian, tell him whose fist is harder," Wei Zhao said, glancing at Wu Chengtian.
"Right away, boss!" Wu Chengtian had been itching to move for a while, but without Wei Zhao's word he hadn't dared act on his own. Now that Wei Zhao had spoken, he leapt out at once, walked to the triangular iron cone beside the parking space, raised his fist, and brought it down. In an instant, the solid iron cone was flattened into an iron pancake under Wu Chengtian's fist.
Afterward, Wu Chengtian shook the dust from his hand and said, "Damn — you want to show off in front of my boss? Weigh it up first: is your skull harder, or this iron cone?"
"Gah?" The burly man and Scarface were dumbstruck. They had never imagined they would run into such a hard case today. Their man could only smash a brick; this man had flattened solid iron into a pancake. The difference in strength was plain at a glance.
"If you don't want to die, get lost. What a bunch of trash," Wu Chengtian snorted, and returned to Wei Zhao's side.
"Let's go," Wei Zhao said, paying Scarface no further attention, and got into the Land Rover, while Wu Chengtian got into Gu Mengyao's Audi S5 — except that Tang Zhi, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu all sat in Wei Zhao's car.
The two cars roared off past Scarface, leaving him standing there, staring at the iron pancake on the ground in disbelief.
"Scarface, it looks real. This iron block really was smashed into a pancake..." the burly man said, staring at it in horror.
"Of course it's real, I know it's real!" Scarface snarled. "If it weren't real, do you think I'd have let them leave?"
"Then what do we do now..." the man asked cautiously.
"Damn it — a bad start. Get back and figure out how to explain this to Brother De. He sent us out here to make money, and we made none; instead one of ours got caught in the supermarket, and now we've been run off here too!" Scarface said, vexed.
Wei Zhao did not take this little incident to heart. After returning to the villa, everyone got busy, sorting the purchases and daily necessities into categories and packing them up — most to be mailed back in advance, with only a small portion to be carried along in the car.