The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 328 - 328 328 CEO Mu is Very Angry

328: Chapter 328: CEO Mu is Very Angry 328: Chapter 328: CEO Mu is Very Angry “Oh shit, that’s a Ferrari, isn’t it?”

Lin Fei caught up with Mu Shaopeng just before he got into his car.

With an expression of astonishment, like a hillbilly entering town, he stared fixedly at Mu Shaopeng’s Ferrari.

“This is a limited edition, right?

Come on, brother, I’m practically your brother-in-law.

Can I touch the car?”

Seeing the obsessed look on Lin Fei’s face, Mu Shaopeng, unsuspicious of any foul play, disdainfully said, “Go ahead and touch it.

This could be your only chance in a lifetime.”

Lin Fei’s lips curled into a smirk.

He first reached out and gently stroked the side mirror and then, exerting stealth strength in his palm, there was a snap—the mirror fell off.

Mu Shaopeng’s eyes bulged, shocked speechless.

“Holy crap, this can’t be happening.

It’s so flimsy?!” While saying this, Lin Fei followed up with a slap that shattered the driver’s side window.

“What the hell, it can’t even take a touch.”

With a sneer, Lin Fei walked up to a dumbstruck Mu Shaopeng, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Tell me, little bro, you didn’t buy a fake Ferrari, did you?”

“I’ll fake your—” Mu Shaopeng spat out half the curse before he couldn’t catch his breath, nearly passing out from anger.

True to Lin Fei’s words, his Ferrari was indeed a limited edition.

When he bought it, he had to beg his parents for nearly a month to get his hands on the car.

And now, with Lin Fei’s destruction—Mu Shaopeng was anything but heartbroken.

“Lin Fei doesn’t know his own strength, I apologize for him.

But I think it wasn’t intentional.”

Before Mu Shaopeng could blow up, Mu Shanshan came out, frowned at the wrecked Ferrari, and then generously waved her hand, saying, “I’ll cover the cost of the repairs.

If you need compensation for the loss in value, I can cover some of that too.”

“Wife, that’s where you’re wrong.”

Lin Fei shook his head in disagreement.

“We’re all family here—talking about money hurts the relationship.

Besides, is Mu big shot short on cash?

If the car’s broken, just buy a new one; repairs would only depreciate it.”

“Fine, fine, fine!”

Having regained his composure, Mu Shaopeng laughed in rage, pointing his finger back and forth between Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan, and bitterly threatened, “This isn’t over.

You two wait and see!”

With that, Mu Shaopeng got into the car and, in a fit of rage, revved the engine fiercely before speeding off.

“Serves you right for waking me up.”

After seeing Mu Shaopeng off, Lin Fei looked back at Mu Shanshan with a smug expression and said, “How about that?

Feels like you married the right guy now, doesn’t it?”

“Wishful thinking.”

After glancing at Lin Fei, Mu Binglan coldly turned away.

As she turned, the smile spilling from the corner of her mouth prompted Mu Shanshan to silently add three words in her heart, “Well done.”

Driving a limited edition Ferrari missing a mirror and sporting a broken window, Mu Shaopeng had the distinct feeling of being publicly executed.

Pedestrians gave him looks of pity, and passing vehicles honked their horns as a sign of ‘respect.’

A young man in a sports car drove past Mu Shaopeng, giving him an insultingly rude gesture.

Mu Shaopeng’s suppressed rage finally erupted.

He slammed the steering wheel, “You bastards!

Mu Shanshan, Lin Fei, you two dog couple, wait and see how I get back at you!”

After cursing, Mu Shaopeng immediately picked up his phone and called Zhao Yu, a rich second-generation friend from Jiangdong he used to hang out with.

Once the call connected, before Zhao Yu could even speak, Mu Shaopeng reported the repair shop he wanted to go to and asked Zhao Yu to pick him up.

“You’re in Jiangdong?”