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Chapter 400 Million Tolls

While everyone was looking at Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang quickly glanced at Wang Mazi. He found that it was true that Wang Mazi was nominally shipped the goods, but only half of the people following Wang Mazi were Wang Mazi's original subordinates.

The other three or four guys were all unfamiliar faces. Not only that, they also had cold faces and sharpness. They were obviously not ordinary bodyguards, and they were extremely disrespectful to Wang Mazi.

On the contrary, Wang Mazi was too polite to these people. Young Master Zhang could tell at a glance that these people were not Wang Mazi's people at all.

"I didn't expect that the famous Wang Mazi would become a pawn who ran errands for others." Young Master Zhang chuckled in his heart, calmly continued to walk towards everyone.

"Chen Jin, you are a well-known person in Shayuan. I was really surprised that I was willing to do things under this kid now."

Wang Mazi quickly withdrew his resentful gaze, looked at Chen Jin with great contempt, and said sarcastically, with the power of irony.

When Chen Jin heard this, his face changed slightly. No matter how great his ambition was, he could tolerate it. However, when he was poked and scolded by Wang Mazi in front of so many people, his old face was still unpredictable.

But Chen Jin's face quickly returned to normal. He raised his head and looked like he was indifferent. He smiled and said, "Wang Mazi, you don't have to sow discord in front of me and Brother Zhang. Your aggression is useless. Brother Zhang is a genius. It is my honor to be able to follow Brother Zhang."

Chen Jin said this, and his head raised and his chest was erect, just like he felt proud and proud of himself and Young Master Zhang from the bottom of his heart. The topic changed and he sincerely persuaded Wang Mazi: "You are also a character in Shayuan. I think it's better to come and have sex with Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang promises you that you are delicious and delicious."

Wang Mazi couldn't expect Chen Jin to be so thick-skinned. He snorted coldly and ignored this guy, but stared at his eyes and asked Master Zhang in a deep voice: "Zhang Tian, ​​what does it mean to stop my car?"

"Boss Wang is not stupid, why should you pretend to be stupid?" Zhang Dashao said slowly, looking lazy. "I have made it very clear at the sedo summit. The wasteland is now my territory. If you want to pass through the wasteland, you have to pay the toll."

Wang Mazi's face became very ugly. Unexpectedly, this kid would actually charge tolls in the end. So the toll he said starts from 200,000 yuan, and it is probably not a joke to say how much he charges.

Wang Mazi didn't expect that Young Master Zhang would charge tolls, but when he really faced this moment, he still couldn't take it calmly.

But then, another gleam flashed in Wang Mazi's eyes, thinking that this was just right, I wish you would charge the toll, the higher the charge, the better. Anyway, I would help others transport goods.

"Haha." After a pause, Wang Mazi laughed, as if he was both angry and distracted. He shook his head and then asked Mr. Zhang, "I don't know how much toll you have to charge."

"Don't Boss Wang know the rules? The toll starts at 200,000 yuan. How much it pays depends on my mood." Mr. Zhang looked plain and natural, as if he was talking about a small matter of eating and drinking tea. He suddenly seemed to remember something and added, "I'm talking about every car."

"Haha." Wang Mazi laughed, "It seems that you didn't take us seriously."

Among Wang Mazi's subordinates, his own confidants opened their eyes wide and looked surprised when they heard this. I didn't expect that this young boy would dare to boast about such a whim. I really don't know if he was crazy or stupid.

Among the other bodyguards, someone immediately glared at Mr. Zhang coldly with a sharp look.

After laughing, Wang Mazi asked again: "Zhang Tian, ​​how are you feeling today? According to your mood, how much toll we have to pay?"

"One million." Mr. Zhang said these three words lightly, which changed the expressions of everyone present. Even Wang Mazi himself was stunned for a million tolls. This kid really dared to speak.

"court death!"

Behind Wang Mazi, a tall and big man in strong outfit snorted coldly, and when he turned his hand, a cold light flashed immediately. A bright knife had appeared in his hand, and it was suddenly put on Mr. Zhang's neck.

This shocked everyone present and made the atmosphere at the scene extremely tense. Chen Jin and others immediately took out their guns and waited for it. Wang Mazi and others also raised their weapons.

Fighting is about to break out.

Mr. Zhang was sure that this guy was indeed not Wang Mazi's man. He waved his hand, his face did not change at all, and said, "Chen Jin, ask the brothers to put away the guns. I have always been peace-loving."

Chen Jin and others felt a chill when they heard it, especially Liu Zai, who couldn't help but shivered and loved peace. This kid was simply a demon!

However, the two of them had already fully experienced Mr. Zhang's skills. They were not worried about how the miscellaneous men brought by Wang Mazi would do Mr. Zhang. They were so happy that they would not let themselves do it. Hearing this, he put away the guy without hesitation, and looked at the man holding the knife with great sympathy.

Everyone knows that the man is going to be in trouble.

When Wang Mazi saw this scene, he also snorted coldly in his heart, and a smile that was not easy to detect was raised at the corner of his mouth. If anyone saw it, he would find that the smile was a bit treacherous.

"Zhang Tian, ​​I know you are not an ordinary person, but you are too arrogant!" Wang Mazi sneered in his heart, "Your arrogance is destined to be the tomb to bury you. Master Niu is not someone you can afford, you are dead!"

Wang Mazi's trip was shipped for the Niu Mowang! Seeing that Young Master Zhang was about to clash with Niu Mowang again, Wang Mazi's pride was imaginable.

"What I hate the most is that others point guns at my head." Zhang Dashao lowered his head and glanced at the knife that was put on his neck. His eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuations. He said, "The second thing I hate is that others use guys to put them on me."

Mr. Zhang's words made the pretender and his group couldn't help but laugh. They were still pretending to be small when they were about to die. They were talking big, and this person was ill.

The sneer at the corner of his mouth was strong, but when he saw Young Master Zhang's shoulder trembling. Before he could react, the man in a strong manner felt a flash in front of him, and then his hand lightened. He didn't know what was going on, but he appeared in Young Master Zhang's hand like a ghost.

The smile on the face of the man with strong clothes froze instantly, and there was an expression of surprise that could not be concealed. His accomplices were the same, all staring at Mr. Zhang.
Chapter completed!
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