Chapter 98 Very Funny Bad Guy

Not far from the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University Town, at a corner of the road...

Lao Zhou was very depressed today. When he drove to the company today, he made a phone call on the way. When he turned a corner at an intersection, a man suddenly rushed towards his car at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

The frightened old Zhou quickly threw away the phone and showed off his hand speed. He grabbed the steering wheel and turned the car quickly, successfully avoiding the running man. Lao Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief—its mother, it’s too dangerous! Fortunately, I have great driving skills, otherwise you, this young man, would be on the street today!

But before Lao Zhou's pounding heart could recover, the man suddenly fell back in violation of the laws of physics, rolled three and a half times, hugged his legs as if in pain, and shouted: "Ouch! My legs!" , my leg was broken!"

The man's screams quickly attracted a group of onlookers who didn't know the truth.

The crowd didn't know what was going on. They didn't know whether the car hit the person or the person hit the car. There was a lot of discussion for a while.

Damn it! Boy, you didn’t hit my car, okay? Did you hit a wall of air? I'm not a master of supernatural powers. I don't have the skill of air wall!

Is this the legendary Pengci?

However, it is said that those who want to touch porcelain will go to those famous cars that look very rich at first glance, right? Can a crappy car like yours also attract trouble?

Lao Zhou doesn't know what he's doing. Business is hard to do these days. Who cares what kind of car you have?

Lao Zhou had a troubled expression on his face and sighed. There was no surveillance nearby, and there was no driving recorder installed in his crappy car.

He touched his pocket and found only a row of various cards, a twenty-yuan banknote, and two one-yuan coins.

Twenty-two dollars, I guess you can't send a man lying on the ground screaming, right? This actor-level outstanding acting is not worth twenty yuan!

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Song Shuhang happened to support the short-haired girl to the intersection and was about to hail a taxi here.

The two happened to witness the above 'entire process of the car accident'.

"Is this a man crashing into a car?" the short-haired girl said calmly. From her angle, she could see that the car had given way, but the man quickly hit it and then fell to the ground screaming.

“It’s not that people hit the car…it’s that they didn’t hit it at all.

"Song Shuhang's eyesight is now very good. From his angle, he can clearly see that the man didn't hit the car at all, but fell to the ground and started screaming.

"Oh, I know this is called touching porcelain." The short-haired girl glanced at Shuhang: "Do you want to go over and testify?"

There's no reason why this good, nosy guy shouldn't go up and help, right?

"It's useless if there are not enough witnesses, and we don't have any video recordings, and there are no surveillance cameras nearby." Song Shuhang shook his head. The man who fell and screamed was undoubtedly a professional, and the location he found was very suitable for the porcelain test.

"Then just leave it alone?" After thinking for a while, the short-haired girl suddenly said with bright eyes: "How about we go up and beat up the guy who was screaming on the ground?"

"Don't, violence can't solve all problems. This will only make the driver more trouble!" Song Shuhang hurriedly advised: "Look at me! Just stand here and wait. I will call you later. A taxi... By the way, do you have any change with you?"

The short-haired girl's expression froze and she shook her head.

"Then I'll lend it to you first, and remember to return it to me when we meet again later." Song Shuhang took out a fifty from his pocket and gave it to the short-haired girl. Anyway, he had just received an ill-gotten fortune recently and was quite well-off.

Without waiting for the short-haired girl to reply, Song Shuhang strode to the scene of the car accident and squeezed through the crowd of onlookers.

"Give it, give it!" He was now muscular and quickly squeezed through the crowd.

Then, he squatted next to the screaming man and stared at him for a while: "Hey, it looks like he was hit badly."

The man who fell to the ground and screamed secretly glanced at Shuhang, and his screams became even more miserable.

Song Shuhang coughed and shouted: "Master driver, you see everyone was hit like this, why don't you get out of the car and spend tens of thousands of yuan with me to settle the matter."

The man who fell to the ground and screamed suddenly felt reassured - he was originally worried that this handsome young man would come to expose him, but he didn't expect that this young man actually gave him a beautiful assist. He suddenly looked happy and screamed even more joyfully.

In the car, Lao Zhou touched the twenty-two yuan in his pocket and sighed silently. Holding the phone in his hand, he was ready to call the police first.

"Master driver, what are you waiting for? Get out of the car quickly." Song Shuhang said, while a pair of opponents groped the porcelain man's body.

The porcelain man felt that something was wrong with this young man. This little hand keeps touching his body, he can't be a gay, right? Take advantage of me? Eat my tofu?

Suddenly, Goosebumps appeared on the porcelain man's body.

But...he is a man with great qualities as an actor, although he is not a formal actor. But at this time, even if you are being eaten, you must grit your teeth and endure.

The screams cannot stop!

But soon, the porcelain man discovered something was wrong.

The handsome young man put his hand into his pocket and took out his wallet.

It contains all his current belongings, which is as small as two thousand oceans.

This money was used to prevent myself from being accidentally hospitalized in case of accident. Being involved in porcelain is also a very dangerous occupation. If you encounter a road killer or a female driver, you may be run over and seriously injured and hospitalized. Then, what if the female driver has no cash on her or encounters a road killer with bad character and simply runs away?

Nowadays, many hospitals recognize money but not people. What should I do if I don’t have any money?

After talking so much nonsense, what I want to express is that he has money in his wallet!

The handsome young man took out his wallet, which was bulging with satisfaction. Then, the young man smiled warmly at him. And then... the young man got up, ran away, and was about to disappear in the blink of an eye.

The porcelain man came to his senses and realized that this girl had actually met someone who was taking advantage of her: "I fucked you like a man!"

The porcelain man rolled from the ground and stood up neatly. He chased me with lightning speed, chasing after him relentlessly: "Stop, stop here, don't run away! Kill with a thousand swords!"

The broken car that was just refurbished could be worth hundreds of dollars if it was broken. But I have two thousand dollars in my wallet. Don’t lose the big by being small!

The onlookers who originally didn't know the truth saw that the man who was still screaming on the ground just now was now chasing the young man with agile legs and lightning speed. Doesn't this guy's leg look like it's broken? Sure enough, it’s a hit!

Lao Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief in the car and relaxed his grip on the twenty-two dollar bill. Recalling the handsome young man in his mind, Lao Zhou sighed: "There are still a lot of good people these days."

After sighing, he started his broken car and drove away.

On the other side, after watching the entire process, the short-haired girl couldn't help but laugh out loud on her tight little face.

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Song Shuhang took the porcelain man and ran for 1,800 meters with great interest. He waited until the man was out of breath and his face was pale and he was leaning on the wall to vomit, then he accelerated again and threw the man to dust.

He even had time to call a taxi and ask the other party to pick up the short-haired girl at the intersection. The driver happily went to pick up the person...

The man who touched the porcelain looked at Song Shuhang's retreating figure in despair, feeling extremely depressed in his heart: You can run so fast, but you have to hang me down for such a long and unjust way? Wouldn't it be better if you got rid of me as soon as possible?

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A taxi stopped in front of the short-haired girl: "Little girl, just now a guy asked me to pull him, was it you?"

"Well, it's me." The short-haired girl held fifty yuan and got into the taxi.

Yeah, he's a very funny guy.