Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 752: Smash the Car If You Don’t Transfer the Money

"Young Master Huang, can I also have a two-day delay...?"

"I... I’m in the same boat."

"Right now... Right now I don’t have that much on hand."

"Just two days... Just two days..."

...

When the crowd brought by Zhang Xing saw that Huang Shi was asking them to transfer money, they suddenly all panicked. Before, they really hadn’t thought things through, just naming figures off the cuff like Zhang Xing. They never imagined Huang Shi would win against everyone under these circumstances, but now they had lost, and Huang Shi’s demand for a transfer was fair and square. However, the problem was that they were just like Zhang Xing—there wasn’t that much money in their accounts. Hearing Zhang Xing beg Huang Shi, they all latched onto it like a lifeline, hastily begging Young Master Huang for a two-day extension.

They wouldn’t ask their families for money unless absolutely necessary. The usual squandering was one thing; their families could easily cover that kind of expenditure. But if their families found out they lost so much money racing cars with Huang Shi, who knows how their dads would punish them. Thinking this, sweat broke out on everyone’s foreheads. They all looked at Huang Shi with faces full of tension and hope, wishing he would give them a few days’ grace...

"If you don’t have the money, just say so. No need for so many excuses. You said you’re out of money, right? Fine, I can forget about today’s bet," Huang Shi said simply.

"What! Thank you, Young Master Huang!"

"This... this!"

"Thank you, we will in the future..."

"Thank you, Young Master Huang..."

...

Upon hearing Huang Shi say that he didn’t want money, Zhang Xing’s group immediately cheered up. They all thanked Huang Shi cheerfully. At least they didn’t have to ask their families for money now. If their families found out they lost so much in one car race, they would certainly be in for it. Now that Huang Shi didn’t want the money, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief!

Just when everyone was overjoyed and expressing their gratitude, Huang Shi spoke up again.

"However, I can’t just let today’s incident slide. Delaying Boss’s time cannot go without consequence. So, for those of you who can’t transfer money now, smash your cars. After that, never let me see you here again, and we’ll consider today’s matter settled," Huang Shi said, observing Zhang Xing and his friends indifferently. Truthfully, he didn’t care much about the money at this point; to him, having money at home was just a number. But he couldn’t just forgive them today. No money, fine, they could just smash their cars. After all, today was about teaching a lesson to these idle people. It wasn’t really a matter of whether they had money. As long as he taught them a lesson and kept them from bothering him, his goal would be achieved.

"What!"

"This..."

"Smash our... our cars?"

"How could... how could we smash..."

...

Zhang Xing and his friends were stunned when they heard what Huang Shi said. It never crossed their minds that Huang Shi would make such a demand. Just what was happening? Why would he make such a request? Although the repair costs of the cars would definitely be much less than paying off the bet, all of them were car enthusiasts. To smash their cars was an insult to their pride and an unthinkable act for them.

But if they didn’t smash their cars, none of them could come up with that much money right now. What were they supposed to do? They were clueless, preoccupied with the situation at hand. They preferred to lose their wives than their cars. If they smashed their cars, it would break their hearts, but if they had to pay off their gambling debts, they’d have to ask their families for help, which was also impossible. The dilemma left them desperately indecisive.

They saw Huang Shi’s demands as impossible to accept, but they had no choice. They had arrogantly claimed they could afford such a large bet when they first heard Huang Shi’s challenge, confident in their racing skills. Well, now the bet was lost, they had to face the consequences, which were just too much for them. They didn’t want to fulfill either demand...

"Smash the car! Never come back here to play! However, Young Master Huang, there is one request: Please make sure today’s incident doesn’t get out." After thinking it over, Zhang Xing reluctantly issued such a directive. He really didn’t want to smash his car. His vehicle wasn’t much worse than Huang Shi’s original supercar, and it was his favorite. Usually, he wouldn’t even let others touch it. If it were possible, he would choose anything but smashing it. To him, the car was like a wife; he truly was unwilling to harm it.

But in such a situation, he had no choice but to do so. Compared to eighty million, the cost of repairing the car really wasn’t much. It was a decision made out of sheer desperation. If he asked his family for help over this, who knows how furious Dad would become, or how he would deal with him. His father’s wrath was fierce, and he really did not want to provoke Dad.

Thinking this, Zhang Xing gritted his teeth, resigning himself to his fate as a gambler accepting a loss. It was nobody’s fault but his own. If worst came to worst, he’d do as Huang Shi said and smash the car, then never play around here again. None of the young masters at their level wanted to lose face like this. If Huang Shi could agree to keep today’s incident a secret, Zhang Xing could reluctantly accept it. Even if they didn’t care about their own reputation, they had to consider their family’s. It was a matter of necessity.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xing, understanding his intentions. Zhang Xing had made the decision on their behalf, so they could only tacitly agree with his way of handling it. As painful as it was to destroy their own beloved cars, it was now the only way to put today’s incident behind them. They all turned their gaze toward Huang Shi, eager to hear what he would say. If Huang Shi agreed, they would have no choice but to follow Zhang Xing and smash their beloved cars...

"I have no interest in doing such pointless things. I’ve already said if the money is not transferred, smash the car. I’ll pretend today never happened," Huang Shi added. He truly had no interest in spreading the word about what occurred. Today’s objective was merely to teach these people a lesson, as Boss had said, nothing more.

"Alright, it’s settled then," Zhang Xing said upon hearing Huang Shi’s response, immediately resolute. Huang Shi was not one to mince words; that was just his nature. Zhang Xing knew this all too well. Huang Shi meant what he said. After speaking, Zhang Xing walked to the back of his car, took a sturdy alloy golf club from the trunk, and then made his way to the front of his beloved car.

Looking at the yellow supercar, his heart ached tremendously. If things hadn’t reached such a point, he would never have dreamed of smashing the car that had been with him for years. He stroked the smooth surface of the car with his hand, his eyes revealing an immense reluctance.

"Old buddy, I’m sorry."

After speaking, Zhang Xing clenched his teeth and fiercely swung the alloy golf club, smashing it into the beautiful, high-performance supercar...

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

...

With every swing of the alloy club in Zhang Xing’s hands, the car’s glass shattered upon impact, the once mirror-like, flawless surface now marred with dents and bumps, a total wreck...

By now, Zhang Xing’s heart was already bleeding with regret. He reluctantly followed through with smashing his car as Huang Shi had said, biting down on his teeth with unreserved force. He deeply regretted how, enthralled by Huang Shi’s performance at the racing track, he had foolishly challenged Huang Shi to race today and placed such a high bet. If it weren’t for his underestimation of Huang Shi, how could he have possibly destroyed his most cherished supercar? His heart was already in agony.

Had he known it would come to this, he would never have provoked Huang Shi, especially after Huang Shi had repeatedly declined, yet he still pressured him into agreeing. It was a classic case of "you reap what you sow," and the outcome was entirely of his own making; he couldn’t blame anyone but himself.

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

...

Seeing Zhang Xing take action, the others knew there was no way out but to follow suit. They too took various tools from their vehicles and shattered the glass, leaving the surfaces pockmarked and rugged. Zhang Xing’s car was the best among them and was already in such a state, so they had no choice but to be even more thorough. However, aside from the heartache, they all couldn’t bear to destroy their own cherished cars, even if there was another solution.

Before long, they had personally smashed all ten-plus sports cars present, each with a heart bleeding. Yet they bore no resentment towards Huang Shi; after all, it was they who had insisted on racing with Huang Shi, driven by their own greed, never anticipating Huang Shi’s now formidable racing skills. Despite their attempts at preventing it, Huang Shi had bested them all with a mere A7, effectively shooting themselves in the foot.

It wasn’t until they had finished smashing their cars that Zhang Xing and the others fully realized that Huang Shi had drastically honed his racing skills during his absence. Not racing with them previously was simply because it held no challenge for him. Huang Shi’s current level was beyond their capacity to contend with, reaching an inconceivably high realm. Despite this, they had stubbornly kept betting against Huang Shi, bringing discomfort upon themselves...

"That’s enough for today. I’ll take Boss home," Huang Shi said after watching them smash their cars and said nothing more. He turned and walked back to his vehicle and, under the shocked stares of Zhang Xing and the others, drove off.