Su Cheng's Final Counterattack

"What?!?!"

"How is this possible?!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ying and Zhao Yan were stunned, and both women quickly pushed open the car doors and got out.

But just as they stepped out, a message came through the security room's intercom that made all three of them feel their hearts sink to the bottom.

"A resident has maliciously damaged another's vehicle, the situation is extremely serious. Property management is currently handling the situation urgently, but both parties are extremely confrontational, and there's a large crowd gathering. We need personnel to maintain order at the scene immediately!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying felt like they'd been struck by lightning, standing frozen in place.

"We're doomed!!!!"

They looked at each other, both thinking the same thing - this had gotten way out of hand, and Su Cheng might end up in jail!

"Right now, let's hurry inside!"

The driver, seeing only one sleeping old man in the security room, shouted to the two women before quickly rushing toward the parking lot.

"What should we do?!"

"Don't worry, there's still a way - if we offer enough money, we can settle this privately!"

Zhao Yan replied hurriedly as they ran.

Hearing this, Xuan Ying's face lit up: "That's right! Yes! If we offer enough money, we can settle it privately, and he won't have to go to juvenile detention. As long as we can settle it privately, everything will be fine!!"

Soon, the three of them arrived at the parking lot and quickly made their way to its depths.

Sure enough, there was a luxury car with its left front wheel completely destroyed, stopped in the middle of the road.

A large crowd had gathered around it, with some people already recording videos on their phones, preparing to expose the incident.

As for Su Cheng, he was standing next to the luxury car, looking at everything, seemingly under immense pressure!!

"Five hundred thousand! Otherwise, I'm calling the police right now to have you arrested!"

When Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying reached the crowd, they heard the car owner shouting arrogantly, his face full of smugness.

"Haha, you little beast really aren't anything good!"

Hearing this, they looked over with dark expressions and saw a middle-aged woman next to the car owner laughing heartily, clearly delighting in the situation.

This scene made them grit their teeth.

"Let's not discuss that yet!"

Su Cheng suddenly pulled out a receipt and calmly said to the enraged car owner.

"What's this?!"

The car owner asked.

"This is the parking fee for my car having to park outside because you occupied my parking space."

Su Cheng said coolly: "Let's settle this first."

"Hmph."

Hearing this, the car owner's face twisted into a grimace as he sneered: "Fine, just make sure you compensate me five hundred thousand later!"

"Sigh, at this point, this is the only way to salvage some face."

The female driver next to the two women sighed helplessly.

"Playing tough, just wait until you have to pay up, you little beast!"

The middle-aged woman became even more mocking, even spitting as she spoke.

"This kid is indeed too young, now they've got solid evidence against him, things look grim!"

"Exactly!"

"Too impulsive, acting without thinking about consequences, this could ruin his life!"

The spectators around the two women began discussing, pointing at Su Cheng.

Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying's faces turned pale, their bodies trembling, but Zhao Yan spoke up: "It's okay, I have over a million in pocket money!"

"I have several hundred thousand too, let's pay it together!"

Xuan Ying added.

They were supposed to be protecting Su Cheng, and right now he must be feeling desperate.

How could an ordinary person come up with five hundred thousand?

So they decided.

This five hundred thousand would come from them.

"Holy crap?"

The driver beside them was shocked: "Over a million in pocket money? What kind of family is this? Damn, damn!"

Xuan Ying and Zhao Yan were stunned, unsure how to respond, only looking at the driver with grateful eyes.

Suddenly, a resident standing next to Su Cheng spoke up: "Occupying the parking space was indeed wrong, you should rightfully pay for that!"

"Why is he speaking up for Su Cheng?"

Xuan Ying asked, confused. This person had been clearly biased against Su Cheng and favoring the car owner just moments ago.

It would have been good enough if he hadn't kicked Su Cheng while he was down, but now he was actually speaking up for him.

"I don't know."

Zhao Yan shook her head, indicating she had no idea.

...........................

"Hmph."

The car owner nodded upon hearing this, and after taking the receipt, his expression suddenly changed as he exclaimed: "This must be a fake receipt, how could it be thirty-eight thousand? I'm calling the police right now!"

"No, my car has been parked outside for a year!"

Su Cheng took out his phone, displayed the payment code, and with a red face, looking like he was about to cry and clearly flustered, shouted: "You can't call the police, I'm just short twenty thousand to make up the five hundred thousand for your compensation!!!"

"Why don't you just give me four hundred and seventy thousand then!"

"No way, you said five hundred thousand so I'll give you exactly five hundred, what if you try to extort more later?!"

"There are so many witnesses here today!"

"Nonsense! The whole complex knows you're in the wrong, but from start to finish, not a single person has spoken up for me. What if you threaten me again after some time?!"

As these words fell, the two women noticed the crowd stirring, with some onlookers' faces turning alternately red and blue, whether from shame or conscience's rebuke was unclear.

Su Cheng's silhouette seemed increasingly lonely, looking utterly sad and desperate.

"Just pay him!"

"Yeah!"

Some people spoke up, including the resident who had taken the lead.

"They really are all rich kids!"

The female driver looked at Su Cheng, then at the two women beside her, sighing in amazement.

Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying felt very sad, but also relieved.

Since Su Cheng had the money, it would be best if they didn't have to step in, because if they did, Su Cheng would owe them an enormous favor, making future interactions even more awkward.

Although they didn't know how an ordinary person could have five hundred thousand!

But it was probably from the earlier incident when Eddie's father had given him the house, there might have been checks included.

...........................

"Alright, no problem."

Seeing Su Cheng, who had been so arrogant before, now showing a pleading expression, the car owner immediately nodded in agreement.

Su Cheng couldn't escape anyway - there were witnesses and evidence. This was a society of law and order; if he didn't pay, he'd go straight to jail. Did he think he could get away with it?

Besides, he really had been planning to threaten him further.

Being exposed made him a bit guilty, so he took out his phone and aimed it at the payment code.

"XXX received, thirty-eight thousand yuan."

Soon, he transferred the money to Su Cheng's bank card, then looked up and said to Su Cheng: "Alright, now transfer your five hundred thousand to me, and we'll consider this matter settled. Otherwise, I'm filing a police report!"

His heart was racing with excitement, his voice trembling - five hundred thousand for free, it was like winning the lottery.

After all, fixing the car would cost at most ten thousand or so.

This morning, when he saw his car was locked, he was as excited as if he'd won the lottery.

He hadn't expected this young person to be so naive, doing something so foolish, so he pretended to be unaware and started the vehicle, all for this moment.

"Still too hot-headed."

"Acting without thinking of consequences."

"Too rash, too impetuous."

Some people in the crowd shook their heads at Su Cheng.

But there was nothing to be done - this counted as malicious damage to property. Without paying, this kid might face up to three years in prison.

"What are you waiting for, you little beast? Pay up!"

The middle-aged woman, seeing Su Cheng not paying, urgently pressed him, looking even more excited than if she were receiving the money herself.

"I really want to slap that nasty woman twice!"

As an outsider, even the female driver was grinding her teeth in anger at this scene.

Not to mention Zhao Yan and the others - their expressions were growing darker, flames of anger flickering in their eyes.

"I understand..."

Su Cheng, standing by the car, bit his lip reluctantly, his face full of humiliation as he started reaching into his pocket.

But what he pulled out left everyone dumbfounded.

He actually pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds, and without another word, started cracking and eating them.

His behavior completely provoked the car owner and the old lady, who looked like they were about to explode with anger. The car owner roared, "You little punk, stop playing games, pay up right now, or I'm calling the police immediately!"

Su Cheng casually cracked sunflower seeds while impatiently waving his hand, saying, "You're being ridiculous, go ahead and call, you psycho!"

As he spoke, he spat out the sunflower seed shells with a look of disgust on his face.

This attitude made the old lady and car owner completely lose it, and if it weren't for the security guards holding them back, they probably would have gotten physical.

"He'd rather go through legal proceedings than compromise, refusing to give the other party any satisfaction."

The female driver turned to Zhao Yan and sincerely admired, "I have to say, your boyfriend is really tough. He even used his existing circumstances to drag the other party down with him, making them lose 38,000!"

Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying were initially confused, but after hearing the female driver's explanation, their eyes turned red with emotion.

Even in this situation, he refused to let the other party gain any advantage, and even wanted to make them suffer.

At this moment, both women understood that this was Su Cheng's way of protecting his last shred of dignity.

They realized that even if they went out to help pay now, Su Cheng would probably feel humiliated.

Because this was his final act of defiance.

However, even though Xuan Ying understood all this, her face still turned bright red. She still wanted to go out and pay for Su Cheng, to prevent him from going to jail.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan held her back, shaking her head: "We should respect his choice. I'll help him hire the best lawyer in Flame City, and get my father to help him."

......

"Damn, you've really got guts!"

"I'm calling the police right now!"

The old lady immediately took out her phone and dialed the police.

The car owner, realizing what was happening, instinctively wanted to stop her but was too late.

"Hello, police?"

"It's like this, I'm at the underground parking lot of XX Apartments in XX District, and there's someone here who has maliciously damaged someone else's property worth over 500,000!"

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