Super Soldier King and Cute CEO-Chapter 37: Motorcycle Girl!
Tang Zhongโs kick had Mo Lin wanting to yell out for his dad, the guyโs strength was absurd, his face was bloated red with blood, and he could barely catch his breath. ๐ป๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ธโฏ๐ท๐๐ฐ๐โฏ๐ญ.๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ
"Let... let me go..."
Mo Lin looked desperate, his eyes rolling back showing whites.
"I just want to know, what about my motorcycle? It was kicked and broken, and I just rode it yesterday," Tang Zhong continued, pressing harder with his foot.
"Iโll... Iโll compensate," Mo Lin burst out as soon as he heard, itโs just a motorcycle, he could afford ten of them.
Hearing the offer, Tang Zhong finally let go. His reason for striking earlier was because these people were too arrogant, flipping him off. Tang Zhong wasnโt the type to bully others, the one who had flipped him off had already been chewed out by a puppy. Tang Zhong didnโt want trouble with the others; he preferred to keep a low profile.
"What kind of compensation?" Tang Zhong asked.
"Iโll compensate you with a hundred bikes," Mo Lin said, rubbing his throat, grateful that Sister Xiao hadnโt arrived, he would agree to anything this man said.
"Damn, only one of my motorcycles was damaged, and youโre compensating me a hundred? What would others think of me, saying I bullied you? Isnโt this damaging my reputation? What kind of mindset do you have?" Tang Zhong said.
"No... brother, my men bullied you. One is for compensation, the other 99 are just to smooth things over," Mo Lin hurriedly explained.
"Thatโs more like it," Tang Zhong was somewhat satisfied.
He had missed his mealtime, so a bit of compensation was justified.
Mo Lin didnโt dare to say anything; the guy in front of him was an odd one. If he had known, he never would have flipped him off to begin with.
"So when will the compensation be made?" Tang Zhong asked.
Mo Lin shuddered in fear, "It will be very soon, brother, arenโt you in a rush to get home? Take my bike then, itโs called Black Panther, just bought it, cost over a million."
Having said that, Mo Lin wheeled out his motorcycle, luxurious and black like a panther, shimmering with blue lights on the sides, looking absolutely flashy.
Mo Lin kept a composed expression, but inside he was nearly heartbrokenโthis was his treasure!
Tang Zhong stared at the bike, inspecting it several times, then shook his head.
"No way, itโs too flashy. I commute to work, riding this to work is just too conspicuous. Do you have anything else?"
Tang Zhong had wanted to switch his vehicle for a while now. His previous motorcycle, parked at the Leiya International building, had always been an eyesore. Money had been tight, but now this opportunity was too good to pass up.
Just then, an old man rode by on a creaky electric scooter, humming a tune.
"You see, that will do, compensate me with one of those," Tang Zhong immediately pointed to the electric scooter and told Mo Lin.
Mo Lin, dumbfounded, looked over. An electric scooter? He glanced at Tang Zhong thinking the guy must be foolish, emphasizing that his own motorcycle was worth over a million, surely worth more than that scooter. Maybe itโs to each their own; he nodded in agreement then.
"Alright."
Mo Lin got up from the ground and ran towards the old man on the electric scooter, reaching into his pocket to take out some money to buy the scooter.
The old man, seeing Mo Lin take something out, screamed in fear: "Robbery, robbery!"
He dropped the electric scooter and sprinted away.
At a loss for words, Mo Lin leaned on the scooter as though clutching a lifesaver, quickly wheeling it over to Tang Zhong.
"Brother, hereโs the bike you wanted."
What greeted him was a fist.
Mo Lin was knocked down in an instant.
"Who let you steal that old manโs car? You should treat the elderly with care. I hate young thieves like you the most, you know?" Tang Zhong scolded.
Mo Lin, covering his face, got up, "Big brother, I just gave him the money, but the old man ran away."
"If he ran away, couldnโt you chase him? Can an old man run faster than you? Excuses, always excuses," Tang Zhong said.
Mo Lin felt like crying. Since the Biker Gang was established, he had never been bullied like thisโit felt even worse than a beating!
"Big brother, Iโll go chase him now," Mo Lin shouted, taking the money and running in the direction the old man had gone.
The old man wasnโt as fast as Mo Lin, who caught up with him shortly after.
Seeing he couldnโt escape, the old man knelt on the ground, holding his head and cried out, "I donโt have any money, please donโt rob me, spare me, young man, I wish you make a fortune in the future. Robbing isnโt a respectable job, it wonโt be accepted by society."
"No no no, grandpa, Iโm not robbing you, here, take this money, I am sorry, I didnโt mean to do it just now, this is for your electric scooter," Mo Lin hastily said, as Tang Zhong was watching from a distance, and if his big brother wasnโt satisfied, he was done for.
Seeing that Mo Lin actually offered him money, the old manโs legs went weak, "Young man, are you bullying an old man like this? I donโt want the scooter anymore, just take it and let me go!"
The old man cried!
Mo Lin cried too, "No... Grandpa, just take the money."
He was clutching a thousand bills in his hand.
"No... I canโt take it, my electric scooter only cost 300, you giving me a thousand is bullying me," the old man cried out.
"No... Grandpa, then take 300 and keep it!" Mo Lin said, nodding incessantly.
"Ah!" This time, the old man was bewildered, looking at the young man in front of him who seemed afraid that he wouldnโt accept the money.
"Then Iโll accept it!" the old man said, taking the 300.
Seeing the old man take the money, Mo Lin nearly jumped with excitement, bowing continuously, "Thank you, thank you!"
And then he slowly backed away.
The old man was even more baffled, "Are young people these days robbing while giving money too? This is crazy!"
At that moment, Mo Lin returned to Tang Zhongโs side, "Big brother... the money is given!"
"Good, Iโve seen everything. Thatโs how you should treat the elderly, you seem to be a fine young man!" Tang Zhong said, patting Mo Linโs shoulder.
Mo Lin quickly nodded, "Big brother, is everything okay now?"
"Itโs fine now. Keep it up in the future, take your brothers with you, and also teach them about respecting the elderly," Tang Zhong waved his hand, feeling very pleased; heโd exchanged a scooter and saved a group of wayward youth, nothing could be more thrilling.
Mo Lin nodded repeatedly, but Xiaojie should be arriving soon!
Tang Zhong got on the electric scooter. Although it was very old, it was extremely ordinary, and that was the effect Tang Zhong needed.
He was just about to leave.
At that moment, a series of motorcycle engines roared, and beams of white light shone over.
From the front, a chain of bikers arrived, about thirty or so, quickly surrounding Tang Zhong.
Then a red motorcycle glamor emerged from the group of bikes, and seeing a person in a red helmet, clad in leather that accentuated her enticing figure, Xuxu got off the motorcycle. Her long legs took delicate steps forward, her chest heaving under her tight 36E top with every stride, bewitching enough to make anyone swoon. She then took off her helmet, releasing a waterfall of red hair, and revealed a face that dazzled with seduction, temptingly irresistible to any manโa real siren!
The woman approached Tang Zhong and said coldly, "Did you bully my little brother?"
But at that moment, as Tang Zhong rode his electric scooter, blood uncontrollably trickled from his nose as he gazed at the woman in front of him.
