Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1757 That's fucking arrogant!

Jerry trembled violently, overwhelmed by shame and fear, unable to utter a single word.

"Make China pay the price?"

Jiang Cheng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an arrogance and chilling quality that could crush all pride.

"You, or rather, your pathetic background, dare to say that?"

Jiang Cheng spoke in English, and every word was like an ice pick, striking Jerry and all the foreign team members in the heart:

"Remember, this place is called China. If you're a dragon, you have to coil up for me; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down for me."

"If you dare to act recklessly here, don't blame me for chopping off your claws one by one with my own hands."

"As for the embassy?" Jiang Cheng chuckled, his laughter filled with undisguised contempt. "You can try. Let's see if it's you, you blind fool, or me who ends up being 'politely deported'."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, only deathly silence remained in the room, and Jerry lay sprawled on the ground, his face ashen, unable to utter another harsh word.

At that moment, everyone present had only one thought in their minds: Insane! Absolutely insane!

After the initial shock, everyone's gaze fell on Jerry's already soaked crotch.

"Pfft...hahaha!"

Someone on the sidelines couldn't help but laugh out loud first, and then the members of HAC and the Chinese racing fans burst into deafening laughter.

The laughter was like countless slaps to Jerry's face.

The other foreign team members finally realized what was happening and pointed at Jiang Cheng, shouting incoherently, "You're crazy! You're a complete madman!!"

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over them indifferently, as if watching a boring farce.

"Crazy?" A mocking smile played on his lips. "I'm just teaching him to abide by the bet and the rules here in a way he can understand."

He tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingers, and the engine let out a low growl, causing Jerry on the ground to shudder violently once more.

"Looks like you've learned your lesson. I won't force you to break the bet today, but remember this: if you want to drive this car out of China in perfect condition, let me tell you, that's impossible..."

"Brother Yang! Brother An! Brother Xin! What... what's going on here?"

A young member, still reeling from the shock, blurted out, "Isn't Jiang Cheng afraid of running him over?"

"Yeah, yeah!" another member excitedly chimed in, "If Jerry had been even a second slower, the car would have hit him. He'd be crippled, if not dead..."

Seeing that everyone was asking questions, Jiang Xin scratched his head.

He only had a superficial understanding of Jiang Cheng's background.

Fu Yang's face was still pale from blood loss, but he looked at Shen An with an unusually complicated expression.

Seeing all eyes focused on his ID, Shen An, who had been standing with his hands in his pockets, suddenly felt awkward.

"No way, Yang-ge, why are you even looking at me like that?"

Fu Yang's curiosity was no less than that of the people present.

"You really don't know??"

Shen An sighed helplessly: "I've said it many times, I don't know. Don't ask me about their background, and I wouldn't dare to guess."

Seeing that Fu Yang still seemed suspicious, Shen An paused.

His voice lowered, tinged with a hint of reverence: "Brother Yang, like you, I only guessed the approximate level of Jiang Cheng's family around the New Year. I really don't know anything else."

After Shen An finished speaking, everyone's attention returned to Fu Yang.

Fu Yang touched his forehead, which was throbbing slightly.

"I can only tell you that around the Chinese New Year, Anzi invited me and Cheng Ge to have tea, and we happened to run into...someone from above, and that person held a high position."

He made a vague gesture with his hand, a gesture that represented the highest level of authority.

"Do you know who that person is?" Fu Yang's voice was almost inaudible. "It's the minister who we often see in the news."

"Hiss—!" A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the surrounding area.

Fu Yang continued, "You didn't see it, but that minister's attitude towards Brother Cheng was... extremely polite, even... respectful. At that time, we knew that Brother Cheng's family background was beyond our imagination."

Shen An chimed in, his analysis always more level-headed: "I'm not surprised at all that Brother Cheng would make this move. In China, some people and families have the ability to 'define the rules.' Jerry and his gang were arrogant in the wrong place and with the wrong people. They thought they could run rampant because of their foreign background and so-called international rules, but they don't know that here, the real rules are upheld and enforced by people like Brother Cheng."

After hearing what Fu Yang and Shen An said, all the members fell silent.

But beneath the silence lay an even more overwhelming shock and an indescribable excitement and pride.

If Jiang Cheng hadn't been there today, they would all have been severely humiliated by these foreigners, and that sense of injustice would have been enough to make them feel resentful for a long time.

After the initial shock, almost everyone sprang into action, excitedly rushing towards Jiang Cheng's direction.

Meanwhile, on the foreign team's side, several team members still looked resentful, seemingly wanting to confront Jiang Cheng and get revenge.

"Hey! You! What you just did..."

Seeing that some people wanted to go forward to confront Jiang Cheng, Sarah immediately reached out and firmly stopped them.

Although Jiang Cheng's crushing defeat had humiliated her, her remaining rationality told her that she absolutely could not afford to offend this Chinese man.

He glanced deeply at Jiang Cheng, who sat calmly in the car, then at Jerry, who was slumped on the ground, making a complete fool of himself, and said urgently in a low voice in a foreign language, "Enough! Let it go! We're leaving, now!"