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Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan noticed that Brother Zeng was already trembling all over. Could it be that the vase was broken when it was stolen? After interacting a few times, Wei Yuan wasn't very optimistic about Brother Zeng's character; he could very well be capable of such a thing.
Of course, without solid evidence, Wei Yuan didn't want to jump to conclusions. Standing there, he saw the person speaking getting out of a silver gray Porsche sports car, slowly walking down while holding onto a creature that looked somewhat like a hybrid between a giraffe and a goat. However, Wei Yuan clearly recognized it as a dog.
The reason he knew it was a dog was simple: no wealthy person would walk around with a giraffe or goat while driving a Porsche.
Wei Yuan even had some impression of this type of dog. It wasn't mainly because it was expensive; compared to the hundreds of thousands for a Tibetan Mastiff, which is said to be worth three wolves, this Italian Lurcher was much cheaper. However, Wei Yuan remembered it because he had heard from people who had seen dog races that this type of Lurcher was a champion on the racetrack, averaging speeds of up to sixty kilometers per hour!
Of course, keeping such a racing dog as a pet seemed a bit foolish since these dogs are gentle in nature and friendly towards people. As long as anyone spends some time with them and treats them well, they will naturally consider that person their new owner. They are quite fickle and can easily switch allegiances, which is why Lurchers are among the most stolen dog breeds in the world!
The person holding the dog slowly got out of the car and said to his two companions beside him, "Catch him! How dare he steal my vase!"
At this moment, the surrounding crowd suddenly realized what was happening; so this guy's vase was indeed stolen! No wonder he casually tossed around something worth over a million—turns out he was just flaunting someone else's money!
Brother Zeng trembled at these words. With everything still unclear to him, Wei Yuan could only stand by and watch. He saw that the young man, probably in his twenties, was dressed in an expensive suit. As for the brand, Wei Yuan couldn't tell, but the watch on his wrist was definitely not cheap—this was all Wei Yuan could describe.
Suddenly, the two followers rushed over and grabbed Brother Zeng. The crowd that had been watching the commotion instinctively took a step back to avoid being caught in any crossfire. Brother Zeng didn't dare resist and was quickly pinned to the ground by the two men.
"I'll teach you for stealing my vase!" The young man walked up to Brother Zeng and gave him a light tap on the head.
"Master Ma, I didn't steal it! I really didn't steal it..." Brother Zeng quickly protested upon hearing this.
Wei Yuan and Yang Ying exchanged glances upon hearing this and were both taken aback. A man in his forties or fifties calling someone in their twenties "Master Ma" felt rather embarrassing.
“Dog Day's, you didn't steal? What is this pile on the ground?” he pointed at a heap of Vase Fragments.
“Master Ma, I confess, this was left by two thieves who escaped from your house. They panicked and broke the vase. I just came to see if anyone could fix it,” Brother Zeng quickly explained.
Upon hearing this, Ma Teng immediately slapped him across the face again: “Still dare to lie, that thief is clearly you.”
“Master Ma, even if I had the courage of a leopard, I wouldn't dare to steal from your house. You know in your heart that there are surveillance cameras all over your place; those two thieves must have been caught on tape by now. They’ve probably already been arrested, so please let me go?”
Ma Teng became even angrier upon hearing this: “You know very well that someone was stealing from my house; why didn’t you shout out? Why didn’t you tell me there was an insider in my house?”
Wei Yuan then realized that this guy had actually been robbed by his own people. No wonder they caught the culprits so quickly. But since they had already caught them, why was he still making things difficult for Brother Zeng over this pile of broken pieces?
“Master Ma, I didn’t want this to happen. My son just got accepted into university, and we haven’t secured the tuition yet. If I expose those two, what if they plan to retaliate against me? What will my family do then…”
At that moment, Brother Zeng, a middle-aged man, actually squeezed out tears and snot. Wei Yuan felt a bit sad watching him; perhaps many people were like this—selfish for the sake of their families and survival, adopting an attitude of indifference while gradually becoming numb and cold-hearted.
Wei Yuan was grateful that he hadn’t changed because of this and was also thankful that there were still people like Chen Kun in the world. If it hadn’t been for him desperately pulling him out of Luoxia Lake, what would his fate be now? Wei Yuan couldn’t bear to imagine it; he just hoped he could repay him someday.
Since Brother Zeng had also helped save Wei Yuan, and was a friend of Chen Kun, Wei Yuan wouldn’t stand by and watch him be bullied like this.
Just as Wei Yuan was about to step forward to speak for Brother Zeng, he heard Ma Teng walking his dog say, “Your son got into university, congratulations! Not having money for tuition isn’t a problem; we can gamble again, can’t we?”
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan was a bit confused. Looking at Brother Zeng’s expression, where would he find money to gamble? But soon Ma Teng provided an answer as he patted the Lurcher: “How about this? Let’s race it around; I’ll give you three dog positions. If you win, we’ll call it even on this matter, and I’ll personally sponsor another ten thousand for your son’s tuition.”
Let a living person race against a dog? Is such a cruel idea really conceived by a human? Wei Yuan absolutely cannot stand such extreme disrespect for others' dignity.
However, before Wei Yuan could react, Yang Ying, unable to contain herself, stepped forward with clenched fists and said, "You bastard, using money to hurt people like this. I've seen plenty of scum, but I've never seen anyone like you!"
Upon seeing Yang Ying appear, Ma Teng's eyes lit up. "Beautiful lady, why can't you stand it? How about we change the betting method? I'll bet with you!"
"Do you enjoy betting with others so much? Is trampling on someone else's dignity really that interesting?" Yang Ying replied indignantly.
Ma Teng suddenly laughed loudly. "Interesting! Of course it's interesting. Every religious organization in the world probably has a concept of equality among all beings, and there are even human rights laws abroad. But this world is just that unfair. I have money, he lacks money, so I can use my wealth to trample on his character. That's just the rules of the game!"
For someone like Wei Yuan, who had only seen such spoiled rich kids playing with others for fun on television, he thought such things wouldn't happen in reality. Yet, there are always exceptions.
At this moment, Brother Zeng got up from the ground and smiled at Ma Teng. "Master Ma, is it true? If I win, will you give me ten thousand?"
【Please don't mind this exaggerated expression; life is like a play! Similar things have indeed been witnessed by wolves.】
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