"Bang... Wife, wait in the car, don't get down, I'll save blood on you." Wang Xuanzhen got out of the car and closed the car door. He squinted his triangular eyes and looked at the two men holding baseball bats in their hands.
A young man.
"Bentley Mulsanne, the full price of the 2015 new model is nearly 600 yuan. The whole car is imported. Just this bumper. Can you believe it? Those two people outside dare to ask for 100,000 yuan." In the car, Xu Hang and Xiang Que did not get out.
Holding a small cigarette in his mouth and looking out the car window.
"They must dare to take the money, but they don't want their lives?" Xiang Que said calmly, leaning on the car door.
"What, it's not against the law to kill someone if you're fat?" Xu Hang asked in surprise.
"He doesn't even have a license to commit murder, but this fat guy can kill them without any blood, and the police can't even touch him."
Xu Hang asked blankly: "Is this a flexible fat man? Hey... aren't you going to go down and help?"
"Why are you so anxious? It's not too late for me to get out if he can't hold it anymore." Xiang Que stuck his head out of the car window again, bared his teeth and said, "Pangpang, if you can do it, try not to make any noise, don't you hear me? It's a waste of time."
Wang Xuanzhen made an OK gesture, turned his head and glanced at the two people opposite him, and said: "People in Putian are unreasonable, breaking the rules first, and smashing the car if they disagree, right?"
"Haha, what kind of rules are you breaking? The way I drive the car is the rule. Do you still need to tell me this in Putian?" The young man carrying the stick glanced at the car he smashed, the Passat taking pictures in Guangzhou,
The numbers were neither consecutive nor from the government department. It was just a very ordinary civilian car. The total price was more than 100,000 yuan, and it couldn't even cover the bumper where he was hit.
For this kind of car, if you smash it in Putian, it will be nothing, and you have to be able to extort money from others to repair the car.
Wang Xuanzhen scratched his head, nodded and said, "Okay, you say the rules are the rules. Come on, tell me what the rules are, and I'll listen."
"If you hit my car, won't you have to pay for it?" The young man pointed to the Bentley's bumper and said, "It's a purely imported, new model. Do you know the car logo starting with the letter B? You don't need to tell me, right? I want it."
You fifteen”
Wang Xuanzhen didn't even look at it. He took out his mobile phone, shook it and said, "Can I transfer money?"
"Okay, buddy, you are very efficient." The young man took out his phone and reported his number. After Wang Xuanzhen added the other party, he transferred 150,000 yuan to them very quickly.
In the car, Xu Hang said with a little confusion: "We agreed that there would be five blood spatters."
Xiang Que licked his lips and said, "There is a poem called Haiyan, have you heard of it?"
"Ah, you know, it was written by the Russian writer Golf?" Xu Hang nodded as if he understood it very well.
"Well, that's right, it's about golf. There's a line in it that's quite profound. It means the calm before the storm. I'm telling you, that line describes the current state of fat people outside."
Xu Hang said cutely: "I think there is another sentence that is quite profound, which is... Haiyan, please be more careful. This sentence is also very well written."
"This is also written about golf? Why don't I have much impression?" Xiang Que asked slightly confused.
"Oops, two brothers, can you two pay attention to the outside world? My head hurts when I hear you talking, and it hurts." Yang Feier in the front wiped the blood on his face with paper, turned around and said to the two people behind him speechlessly.
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After the money was transferred, Wang Xuanzhen collected the phone and asked calmly: "Has the money arrived? Did you receive it?"
The young man opposite nodded his head, grinning with smoky yellow teeth and said: "I can't tell you are quite rich. You don't need insurance. You can take out 150,000 yuan as soon as you want, and you even opened a Passat. You
What a low-key king”
Another young man next to him frowned slightly and said in his ear: "Qiu Han, why do I feel something is not right? 150,000 yuan is not a lot of money, but it is not much worse than that Passat. People say it is worth it."
I took it out and I thought it was a bit evil."
The man named Qiu Han said nonchalantly: "What can be done? This is Putian, how can I fucking let someone live with a bear? For this small amount of money, I will take you to Jinbihuihuang to find two girls at night, and I will spend it all in one night.
Go, you won’t be able to keep your wealth with this kind of money.”
"Hey, don't leave in a hurry, we have something else to do." The two people on the other side collected the money and were about to turn around and get into the Bentley, when Wang Xuanzhen suddenly called out to them.
"What's next?" Qiu Han said.
Fatty Wang bared his teeth and smiled: "Your rules are that no matter what, if your car hits you, you have to pay for it, right? That's fine, if I hit my car, I'll pay for it. Let's forget about it."
"Ah, it's over"
Wang Xuanzhen stretched his fingers back and said, "Tell me about my rules. My car was smashed into such a bad shape by you, and my wife's face was even scratched by you. How do you calculate this?"
The two glanced at the broken front windshield and glanced at Yang Fei'er in the car. The blood on her face had been wiped away by her, but there was a real hole on the right side of her cheek.
"Pah!" Qiu Han took out a stack of money from his bag, threw it on the hood of the engine without looking at it, and said: "It's almost enough to go to Korea to get a facelift. If you don't want to have it done, just use this money to find another one."
Wang Xuanzhen lowered his head and said, "That's my wife."
"That's too little," Qiu Han asked, tilting his head.
"It's not that much, let me do the math with you." Wang Xuanzhen smiled and clapped his fingers and said: "My family and my wife's family have assets in the tens of digits, and we are the only children of three generations, so these
We will inherit all the assets in the future. How much do you think this net worth is? Convert it, how much do you think we are worth? How much does a scratch on my wife’s face cost? Hey, I want less...
···Ten million, this is the rule I set.”
"Haha..." The two people on the opposite side laughed silently.
Wang Xuanzhen raised his head and said calmly: "It's okay if you don't give me the money. I'll give it back to you. If you two are so cheeky, let me make a cut and let it go."
"Haha..." Qiu Han and the young man next to him laughed again.
"What the hell, you're so fucking stupid when I ask you a question, why can't you just give me a reply?" Wang Xuanzhen suddenly got mad as he spoke, and kicked Qiu Han directly in the stomach.
passed.
"Kick, kick, kick" a powerful and heavy kick directly knocked him to the ground. The man next to him reacted very quickly and swung the stick at Wang Xuazhen's head.
"Whoosh", the baseball bat grazed Wang Xuanzhen's scalp and swept over. As soon as Wang Xuanzhen bent down, his shoulder hit the opponent's chest.
"I'll go, let's start now?" Xiang Que, who was in the car, saw this and quickly opened the door and got out of the car.
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