Regal Guard of Dragon

Chapter 253 Trainer!

"What do you want to do with it?" Finn Chen asked.

"My Maserati is imported from abroad. The original price is more than 4 million yuan, and the refitting

cost is more than 1 million yuan. The total value is close to 6 million yuan."

"But I just bought it for less than half a month. Today I was knocked out by your girlfriend. What do you

think I should do?" The yellow-haired youth stared at Finn fiercely.

Finn nodded, "For the money, right?"

"Yes, I want money!"

"Six million, not a cent." Yellow-haired youth said maliciously.

"I have no money." Finn shrugged his shoulders neatly.

The yellow-haired youth was very angry, "do you make fun of me?"

"Yes! I'm just teasing you." Finn smiled.

"Damn it!"

The yellow-haired youth was so angry that he clenched his fist and hit him at Finn.

Finn disdained to smile and casually held out a hand and held the yellow-haired youth's neck.

He exerted a little force.

The yellow-haired youth directly left the ground with his feet, and the whole person was frozen in the

air. His breath began to be short, and his face turned white.

"Ouch... Let go... "

The yellow-haired youth's face turned red, and he almost squeezed these words out of his throat.

But Finn smiled, not only did not let go but also increased a bit of strength.

A strong sense of vertigo came from the yellow-haired youth's depths, and the yellow-haired youth was

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When he felt that he was about to be crushed to death by Finn, his neck suddenly loosened, and then

he flew back uncontrollably.

"Poop "

The yellow-haired youth fell heavily on the ground and was dizzy.

He gasped and looked at Finn in horror.

How could he had never imagined that the trash in front of him, who could be scared out of the car by a

word, had such great strength that he could lift him with one hand?

"Rumbling."

Just then, the roar of sports cars came from the corner.

The next second, deafening sound waves would follow.

After arriving at Finn's side, several sports cars did not stop initially, but surrounded him in the middle

with extreme arrogance and began to circle him.

The demonstration, provocation!

Yellow-haired youth ferocious smiled, his helper, came!

Ouch!

The screeching brakes sounded, and several sports cars stopped together.

Five or six youths with earrings and different hairstyles came down from the car.

These young people had different looks and figures, but the women around them were the same: Big

eyes, sharp chin, high nose.

The same plastic hospital assembly line works.

At the moment, the more than a dozen young men and women stand together, looking up and down at

Finn Chen with different eyes.

"Bro! Is this boy who crashed your car?"

The bald youth, with his nostrils in the air, looked at Finn with arrogance.

"It wasn't him who crashed my car." The yellow-haired youth gave Finn a cold look.

"Who?" The bald youth was stunned.

"That bitch!" The yellow-haired youth pointed at Hertha Ye.

More than a dozen of eyes rushed to Hertha. After seeing the appearance of Hertha.

The eyes of the crowd changed.

"Bro! This girl is good."

"It's not only good, but it's also the best!"

"She's mine. Don't rob her!"

"Don't grab it, tie it back. We'll play together tonight!" The yellow-haired youth spoke in a cold voice.

His status was very high! He just said a few words, and the others were kept quiet.

With a gloomy face, the yellow-haired youth came to Finn, who had to deal with Finn before tying

Hertha.

"Boy! Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Now kneel and knock me three times, and then cut

off the hand you just hit me, and I'll let you go." The yellow-haired youth said in a deep voice that he

was exploring Finn.

"Are you sure?" Finn was smiled.

The yellow-haired youth was a little flustered. He thought that when so many people were called in,

Finn would be in a panic. But when he looked at Finn, Finn was not afraid at all. Finn even had a bit of

banter in his eyes. Finn looked at them like a cat looking at a mouse.

Finn was not easy!

Almost subconsciously, this idea came to the mind of the yellow-haired youth.

"Bro! Don't talk nonsense! If you broke his legs directly, he would kneel for you!" The bald youth was

puffing the smoke ring and disdained his face.

"Quin Wang, this boy is a trainer!" The yellow-haired youth spoke in a deep voice.

In front of Finn, he didn't even have a chance to fight. He was picked up by Finn like a chicken. If it

hadn't been for the mercy of Finn, he would have been a corpse.

"Trainer?" Quin disdained.

"Rubbish!" He spat, arrogant mouth, "I fight is the Trainer!"

Throwing his cigarette heavily on the ground, Quin went to Finn and challenged him.

"Boy! Three moves!"

"After three moves, if I can't abolish you, I will kneel to be your grandson today!"

Finn frowned, "dream!"

Many people wanted to be his grandson. What kind of a young man was he?

"You're looking for death!" Quin was a little angry. It's the first time he's seen someone as wild as Finn.

But Quin didn't do it for the first time. Instead, he took off his jacket. He had to do everything he could.

After all, Quin just boasted that he would beat Finn in three moves. If he couldn't beat Finn in three

moves, it's a shame!

After Quin took off his jacket, the tight vest on his body perfectly revealed his body-building curve.

Especially the high bulging muscles on his forearm, just like a piece of iron.

It was in sharp contrast to the thin Finn.

"I think Quin can beat that fool with one move, and there is no need for three moves."

"Modesty! Modesty! Understand? Quin is modest."

"Haha, yes, modest. Be modest!"

A dozen young men and women laughed and discussed, looking relaxed.

If Hao Duan was the highest-ranking person in the circle, then Quin Wang was the most capable

person.

At the age of 15, Quin was sent to the military academy. At the age of 18, he stood out and became the

king of the army.

Quin could beat at least ten, which was not the ordinary ten.

Boom!

Quin stomped his feet suddenly, and his whole body muscles were as tense as molten iron.

He jumped up and slashed the whip-like, a long knife at the head of Finn!

The air was rattled by friction hunting.

This whip was under heavy pressure from the carrier, Quin, towards Finn!

More than a dozen young people jumped in joy and cheered for Quin.

In contrast, Finn under Quin's legs was motionless, as if he was frightened to death.