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Just Zhang Zitao's punch was enough to shatter the Porsche's window.

The transparent glass turned into a sharp fragment and fell onto the body of the Porsche s.

The owner of the Porsche was shocked by Zhang Zitao's actions.

When the car window was opened, Zhang Zitao could smell the strong smell of alcohol inside.

Following that, he also saw the unsightly vomit in the car.

Even under such tight security, the other party actually dared to commit a crime under such circumstances. He must have had quite the courage.

Was he afraid of being caught by the traffic police in the middle of the night?

If he met a traffic policeman like Ye Feihe, who was strict and had different feelings, would the problem be solved that easily?

It was obviously impossible.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The owner of the Porsche cursed as he pointed at Zhang Zitao drunkenly.

"I'd like to ask what you did!"

Zhang Zitao stared coldly at him, and directly asked him.

"Damn it!"

The owner of the Porsche s car roared.

He was dressed in a designer suit, and there was an open bottle of wine on the passenger seat.

And because of his actions, this Porsche worth millions of dollars was directly smashed into pieces.

And during this process, Zhang Zitao's car, wouldn't be much better.

Just the few collisions he got with the owner of the Porsche caused the rear bumper of Zhang Zitao's car to fall off.

At the same time that Zhang Zitao was angry, he was also extremely displeased with the attitude of the owner of the Porsche.

The owner of this Porsche car was a rich second generation who was just a little over 20.

He thought his family was rich, and yet he dared to act so recklessly.

Didn't he know that there were even more terrifying people in this world?

Moreover, such people were simply a bunch of them, especially with the rapid development of domestic capital.

Zhang Zitao immediately grabbed onto the clothes of the Porsche s' owner, and forcefully grabbed over.

"I dare you to say it again!"

"What, you don't have ears?" Did he not hear it clearly! Damn it, did you hear that? "

The owner of the Porsche spoke to Zhang Zitao arrogantly due to the alcohol.

If one were to talk about his usual performance, it would become clearer when drunk.

Furthermore, the current performance of the owner of the Porsche was an enlarged version of what he had done in the past.

Zhang Zitao grabbed the owner of the Porsche and crashed into the back of the carriage.

Although it was a soft seat, under Zhang Zitao's current strength, the owner of the Porsche s car couldn't help but have stars in his eyes.

Moreover, he was still so drunk, not to mention the pain he was feeling.

"You actually dare to touch me?!" Do you know who I am? "

The owner of the Porsche was even unable to explain clearly.

"I don't care who you are. If you dare to say something you shouldn't have said due to your drunkenness, I'll cripple you within minutes!"

Zhang Zitao threatened coldly.

"Cripple me? If you dare to touch me again, I'll give it a try! "

The owner of the Porsche car shakily opened the car door and rushed out. He stared at Zhang Zitao with his bloodshot eyes and pointed at his nose with his finger: "My uncle is the deputy mayor of Eastern Hua City. If you dare touch me, I will give it a try."

Deputy mayor?

At first glance, the title of deputy mayor seemed to have a lot of deterrence.

But the owner of the Porsche was, after all, drunk now. When Zhang Zitao was drunk, he said that the God was his grandfather.

In this case, even if the deputy mayor came, it wouldn't be of any use.

If the owner of the Porsche truly wants to make a big deal out of this.

Sure.

Zhang Zitao will accompany him to the end.

As long as Zhang Zitao sent a recording of his video to the internet, @ A few senior media personnel within the system, who cares if his uncle was really the deputy mayor of East China City, as long as the video appeared, they would all be on the ground.

Right now, Zhang Zitao only had one session of grassroots, he didn't need to worry about his double regulation or being suspended from duty.

Furthermore, even if the uncle of the Porsche's owner was really a deputy mayor, the only thing that could threaten Zhang Zitao was his position and residence.

However, all of these things were things that Zhang Zitao did not need to worry about.

He was just a jobless person anyway, and they could do whatever they wanted with the slums.

It wasn't as if Zhang Zitao didn't have any money on hand right now, he could at most move somewhere else to live.

If someone came to threaten him, it wouldn't be to move ahead of schedule.

The Porsche s car owner had just finished speaking when Zhang Zitao slapped him across the face.

To be able to come from a family of this kind of young master, tutoring must be really bad.

Since the other party's family did not know how to educate others, Zhang Zitao did not mind helping him manage it.

Just from this alone, it could be said that the wrong person was not Zhang Zitao.

It was just that the owner of the Porsche was too arrogant, Zhang Zitao could not take this lying down.

"You actually dare to hit me?"

The owner of the Porsche was slapped so hard by Zhang Zitao that he started to lose his head.

"So what if I hit you? Call your deputy mayor's uncle over! "

Zhang Zitao coldly said to him.

"Just you wait, I'll call someone right now …" Hey uncle, something happened to me. I was beaten up in the street and I spat blood. "If you don't hurry up and bring someone here to save me, I'll be beaten to death here today."

The owner of the Porsche said hastily.

"What? Tell me, where are you right now?"

Hearing this, the other side of the phone immediately became anxious.

"I am now... "What kind of road is this?"

The owner of the Porsche was stunned as he looked around.

"Road of Magnificence."

Zhang Zitao sneered, and added.

"Oh, right. I'm on the road to Fenghua right now. Uncle, quickly come and save me. "

The owner of the Porsche said drunkenly.

"You … Didn't I tell you not to come out during this time? What are you doing out here? He was completely muddled! Your parents are the same. I told them to watch you and not to let you out. Forget it, you won't listen to me. You got beaten up in the street, didn't you? It's better to be beaten to death! "

After saying that, he hung up the phone in disappointment.

Originally, the existence on the other side of the phone had been troubled because the owner of the Porsche had bumped into someone a few days ago.

It wasn't easy for him to put aside his relationship with the owner of the Porsche s car. He wanted to secretly provide them with strength, but he didn't expect that at this critical juncture, something would happen.

How could he help?

Bring people over now?

Wasn't that clearly saying that he had a direct relationship with his family?

He wasn't confused!