Ye Bufan drove all the way and soon arrived at Shenbei City.
This place was built entirely on Shennongjia, mainly to develop tourism. Although the city is not big, it looks very prosperous.
According to his idea, he would rest here for one night today and rush to the Shennongjia Tiankeng tomorrow, which would be enough time.
Three cars entered the city. He didn't drive very fast, letting the few people in the car enjoy the scenery of this small town.
There was a signal light post in front of him. Ye Bufan slowly slowed down, and at this moment an old man suddenly jumped out.
He quickly applied the brakes and stopped the car, stopping two meters away.
The old man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to react so quickly, but it did not affect his next actions at all.
He just lay on the ground and crawled forward, as if he was exploding a bunker, he came to the front of the car, and then bumped into the Range Rover's anti-collision beam.
"Oh, come and see, we hit someone and killed someone!"
It has to be said that although this old man is a bit older and his body looks relatively thin, he is really full of energy and his shouts are loud enough, and they can be heard within a hundred meters in an instant.
Nalan Yujia's eyes widened, he looked at the old man in front of him, and asked inexplicably: "Xiao Fan, what is he doing?"
Hu Yaoyao was also very surprised: "It was obviously this old man who hit our car, why did he still shout that he hit someone?"
Although Lu Xueman did not speak, he still looked puzzled.
The three of them came from the Kunlun Continent, so naturally they had never seen such a thing as touching porcelain.
"This is called touching porcelain. Let's go, I'll take you down and have a long experience."
As Ye Bufan opened the car door, he couldn't help but think of the time when he met Qin Chuchu. Maybe the old man had also encountered some difficulties in life, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in his heart.
When he came to the car, he glanced at the old man lying on the ground and asked kindly: "Old man, are you okay?"
As the saying goes, a thief has a guilty conscience. This old man had no idea when it came to buying a car, especially for such a luxury car. He was afraid that an unscrupulous owner would come down and beat him up.
Seeing Ye Bufan speaking kindly and the women around him being beautiful and kind, I immediately felt confident.
"How could it be okay? I was hit by your car and I'm like this. I'm dizzy and in pain all over. I'll have to stay in the hospital for at least a year or two..."
This old man was obviously a veteran. He spoke in a string of words, had a painful look on his face, and kept howling several times.
Nalan Yujia and the others were confused. They clearly had not met the old man at all, so why did he scream so miserably?
Ye Bufan could already see that this old man was different from when he had no choice but to meet Ci'er, but he still felt pity for him, after all, he was old.
"Tell me, how do you want to handle it?"
"What else can I do? Give me money!" The old man rolled his eyes, then stretched out a slap, "At least five thousand yuan, otherwise today's matter will not be finished."
At this moment, nearly a hundred people had gathered around to watch the excitement, and they were all in an uproar when they heard the price.
Everyone could see what was going on, and some even knew the old man.
Generally speaking, you only need 3,200 to touch porcelain, but this guy asked for 5,000.
"Can."
Ye Bufan agreed without hesitation. Five thousand yuan was nothing to him. Seeing that the old man was so old, he regarded it as a favor.
After saying that, he reached into his pocket and took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills, a total of ten thousand yuan.
"Old man, take all these and rest at home more often. Don't come out if you have nothing to do."
Seeing that he asked for five thousand but was given ten thousand by the other party, the old man stared at the stack of banknotes and his eyes suddenly lit up.
It seems that I met a big fat sheep today. I had less money before. No, I can't ask for such a small amount of money and I have to ask for more.
He grabbed the stack of banknotes in his hand, and then shouted: "These are the money for the examination, as well as the follow-up nutrition fees, nursing fees, and lost work fees. You can just give me another five hundred thousand."
After he said this, the eyes of everyone around him were shattered.
"Nima, is this old man crazy? He wants five hundred thousand from someone. Is he made of gold?"
"I think so. This is a porcelain attack that broke my head. I dare to ask for any price..."
"Don't you see? He regards this young man as a big fat sheep..."
People around were talking a lot. At first, they were just enjoying the show, but now many people are angered by the old man's greed.
Ye Bufan's eyes were cold. In fact, for him now, there is not much difference between ten thousand and one million.
But money is one thing, treating others as fools is another. He can sympathize with the old man, but he cannot condone his greed.
"are you sure?"
When he caught his gaze, the old man was frightened, but he still yelled: "Of course I'm sure, get the money quickly.
Otherwise, I will raise the price later. If you don’t have one million, you won’t be able to leave Shenbei City!”
"In this case, then this ten thousand is not suitable for you, so you should take it back to me."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the stack of banknotes in the old man's hand fell into his hand again.
He is not the Holy Mother. Since the other party is so greedy, then don't ask for a penny.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Seeing the duck flying away, the old man became furious.
"Hurry up and give me five hundred thousand. If you lose even one cent, you won't be able to leave today?"
Ye Bufan said coldly, "Really? Then I want to see how you kept me!"
"You asked for this. Five hundred thousand won't be enough when my son comes."
The old man clapped his hands and shouted to everyone around him, "Son, come out."
At this moment, there were hundreds of people watching. Everyone looked into the crowd and saw three tall young people walking in.
These three guys have stern looks, each wearing a big gold chain around their necks, and their bodies are covered with tattoos. At first glance, they are not good-natured people.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
The leader with the wolf head tattoo asked.
The old man looked proud: "This guy hit me with his car and he still won't pay me."
Wolf Head Tattoo turned his head and looked over, and when he saw an unfamiliar face, he immediately felt more confident.
The guy reached out and took out a dagger from his waist: "Boy, if you want money or life, please hand over the money as soon as possible."
Ye Bufan's expression turned cold, and he was about to get angry when suddenly a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Then let me ask you, money or life. This old man touched my car and delayed me for so long. I don't want to give him more than one million."
Everyone present was shocked. Is this young man crazy?
As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. At this time, it is enough not to give money. But you still ask for money. Isn't this asking for death?
Wolf Head Tattoo was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered.
"Boy, you, a foreigner, still dare to ask me for money? I really don't know who gave you the courage?"
"Do you really think I'm a foreigner?"
Ye Bufan smiled jokingly, "I'm telling you, my brother will be here soon. If I don't pay him now, you won't be able to leave later."
The wolf head tattoo smiled contemptuously: "Okay, where is your brother? Call him over and let me take a look."
He was already sure that the other party was a foreigner and didn't take it to heart at all.
But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a rapid engine sound, and seven or eight off-road vehicles drove over.
Amidst the harsh sound of brakes, twenty or thirty gangsters covered in tattoos jumped out.
All of them were holding steel pipe baseball bats in their hands, looking menacing and murderous.