Chapter 507: I'm Really Not a Rich Second Generation
"The second generation are all the same as fuck. They only know how to bully us common people." Liu Yun took off his shirt, revealing his dirty upper body: "Come on, today either you will beat me to death, or I will beat you to death."
These days, the hatred for the rich second generation has transcended class and industry. When the onlookers heard that another rich second generation committed an attack, they immediately shouted in support, regardless of what happened: "Yes, beat him, beat him hard, look." What can his father do?"
"Probably it's Li Gang's son again, the one who beat him,"
Judging from the situation at the scene, even if Lai Xing and his gang beat the couple to death on the spot, they would immediately get the cover of the onlookers and retreat safely.
The young man tried his best to explain what happened, trying to prove that he was innocent and that Lai Xing and his gang were cheating. However, this truth was not what the onlookers were happy to see, so they were automatically ignored.
Lai Xing and his group were dressed in shabby clothes, but the couple looked glamorous, which invisibly confirmed this statement. Although the car that caused the accident was just an ordinary Jetta, no second-generation official or rich person would drive such a car. But this fact was also automatically ignored by the onlookers.
"Call the police," an old lady urged: "With so many people testifying, I don't believe his parents are capable enough to deny the matter."
An old man immediately said: "How can that be possible? Maybe his family has some background, and he suppressed the matter by bluffing and scaring him."
"What should we do?"
In the end, the onlookers came to a unanimous conclusion: "Let them lose money,"
"Fifty thousand," Liu Yun patted the front cover of the car, and the lion opened his mouth: "If you can't get the money, don't leave today."
In order to cooperate with Liu Yun, Lai Xing groaned at the right time: "My leg... is broken..."
The couple thought they were reasonable at first and didn't take Lai Xing's group seriously. At this time, they were a little panicked. The young man touched his pocket and said a little embarrassedly: "It's too much."
"More than 50,000 yuan," Liu Yun pointed at Lai Xing, with a look of sorrow on his face: "My brother might become disabled, and he will have to be taken care of by someone to eat, drink, sleep, and sleep in the future. 50,000 yuan is not much at all..."
Before Liu Yun finished speaking, a Buddha's name suddenly came out: "Amitabha", and then a monk wearing khaki cassocks separated from the crowd and squeezed in: "Everyone, please listen to what I say..."
The one who came was unbelieving. Ling Cang watched from a distance and chuckled: "We have gathered all the scammers operating near No. 1 Middle School."
"You..." Liu Yun glanced at him in disbelief and glared: "Dead thief Bald, what are you doing here?"
Quan, who didn't believe it, pretended he didn't hear Liu Yun's words. He clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk was passing by here and saw a car accident, so he couldn't help but help."
"You know medicine," the young man originally wanted to call 120, but couldn't find a chance. At this moment, he seemed to have seen a savior: "Let's show him quickly, don't say it was me who was disabled."
"The poor monk does have some medical skills, so it can be seen that the young man was not injured at all..." Buxin pointed at Lai Xing, and then said: "All the donors present, you may not know something. These three young men have been They hang out in the neighborhood, cheating, eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, and they do everything. Recently, they have been unable to survive, so they started to have trouble..."
"You're talking nonsense," Liu Yun grabbed Bu Xin's collar, raised his fist and was about to hit him: "Do you believe it or not, I'll beat you to death, you bald donkey,"
These days, the liars who are least likely to be suspected of being liars are monks, so there are many people who shave their heads, wear cassocks, and travel around pretending to be monks. For example, they don’t believe it.
However, Chinese people are very superstitious and always instinctively trust monks when they see them. Even if they know that the other person may be a liar, they will put a lot of money into their pockets and even women will marry them.
Liu Yun just cursed and didn't believe it, which already made some people dissatisfied. Seeing that Liu Yun was about to fight, the attitude of the onlookers immediately changed 180 degrees. The old lady who spoke before said to Liu Yun a little dissatisfied : "How can you, a young man, beat and scold a monk? There will be retribution for you."
"He's a bullshit monk," Liu Yun immediately became angry when he heard this and punched his unbelieving face.
He didn't dodge if he didn't believe it, and he took the punch firmly. There was only a "bang" sound, and two lines of nosebleeds flowed from his nostrils: "If beating and scolding the poor monk can make the donor calm down, then just beat and scold him." , but the sea of suffering is boundless, and there is no turning back. Donors, you must not continue to deceive, otherwise you will go to tongue-pulling hell to receive retribution after your death."
"You also said," Liu Yun was already a little unhappy when he saw Douban. Now he was even more furious and punched Douban's face again: "I'll beat you to death."
Unbelieving, he still did not dodge, let alone fight back. As a result, he left the impression of an eminent monk, and the crowd began to criticize Qi Liuyun unanimously. Unbelieving, he did not say anything, but just lowered his head and kept chanting the name of the Buddha.
Liu Yun and the other man couldn't argue, and vented all their anger on Belief's head, and wanted to hit him, but the onlookers rushed over and pulled him away, and in the end they didn't even touch Believe's clothes.
Lai Xing was lying on the ground, angry and anxious when he saw this scene. He forgot for a moment that he was pretending to be injured, and jumped up and ran over: "You stupid bald donkey came here again to spread rumors and cause trouble. "
Lai Xing just lay on the ground, his face was pale, his lips were blue, he was breathing out but not in. He was about to die. A kind-hearted middle-aged woman bought a bottle of mineral water for him and drank it. In the blink of an eye, Lai Xing came to life and shocked the onlookers.
"You are such a bald donkey. Others don't know. I think I don't know your details." Lai Xing pointed at his unbelieving nose and accused him with all his teeth: "You claim to be a monk, you drink alcohol and eat meat every day, and you still find someone to look for." |Miss, you think I don’t know that the police cracked down on pornography some time ago and caught a few of you in the bathing center. At that time, you were lying on a young lady and you were almost alive. You were so frightened by the police that you almost peed..."
What Lai Xing said were things that the onlookers had never heard of before, which immediately attracted all the attention. I didn't believe that he was exposed like this, and he was very upset. His old face turned red and green at one time.
While the onlookers were listening attentively to Lai Xing's story about Monk Hua, the young man who caused the accident discovered the problem: "Hey, didn't you break your leg? How come you were fine in the blink of an eye?"
"I..." Lai Xing was stunned and wanted to lie down on the ground immediately, but he knew it was too late.
"Ha," Bu Xin jumped three feet high: "How about it, let me tell you, these guys are scoundrels,"
Pretending, they could no longer pretend, Lai Xing and his gang simply refused to blackmail the couple, and just poured all their anger on the unbelieving heads.
Lai Xing picked up a brick and slapped it on the top of his unbelieving head: "You stupid bald donkey, let me ruin my good deeds."
I didn't believe that I wasn't pretending to be a monk this time, so I ducked away, and then took out a machete from my bag: "You little rascals, don't think that I am easy to bully,"
"Fuck it," Lai Xing smiled coldly: "Brothers, cut him for me."
There were a lot of people on Lai Xing's side, so the three of them immediately attacked each other and surrounded Bu Xin. Seeing this, Bu Xin made a few false cuts with his machete, turned around and ran away.
It was an eye-opener for the onlookers. First they saw the legendary porcelain with their own eyes, and then they saw the legendary Shaolin monks. Seeing the three laizi and a monk about to perform a full martial arts show, everyone's eyes widened. There are often people shouting: "Okay,"
The scene immediately turned into a show, and everyone forgot about the previous car accident. The couple drove away immediately upon seeing this. Ling Cang estimated that he could earn a month's living expenses just by walking around carrying a plate.
Although it is a bit dangerous, because these four people are all anxious and want to kill each other immediately, and they all have guys in their hands, but the Chinese people just like to watch the fun, and the courage they show for this surpasses any outstanding person in history. of soldiers.
What's so great about Patton? He finally landed on the beach in Normandy. When he looked up, he saw countless Chinese people using various tactical postures such as hanging, hoisting, drilling, etc., entrenched on all solid objects on the vast land, watching the battle between the Allies and the Axis Powers with a hundredfold enthusiasm. In the decisive battle, I'm afraid Barton will be scared to death immediately.
However, the four parties concerned were not in the mood to cooperate with the onlookers. They saw Buxin running in front, Lai Xing and his accomplices chasing behind. After walking around in a circle, they slipped into No. 1 Middle School.
The school security guard was off duty again, and it wasn't until four people had rushed in that they realized something had happened and hurriedly ran out to block the onlookers who were coming one after another.
The security guards ignored Lai Xing and others, but Ling Cang followed them, wanting to see what these four people could do.
I didn't believe it and ran into Weiming Garden. I couldn't run anymore. I stopped and gasped for breath. From time to time, I waved my machete a few times: "You...don't come here..."
"Fuck you," Lai Xing held the brick in his hand and pressed forward step by step: "You are such a bald donkey. You will spoil my good deeds. If I don't blow your head open today, I will do it again in the future." Why the hell are you hanging around No. 1 Middle School?"
"Lai Xing, you must speak with conscience. Why does this poor monk want to ruin your good deeds? It's not because you always ruin it for me." Bu Xin wiped the sweat from his fat face and spoke in a gentle tone: "Let's They are all here to make a living, so there is no need to make things difficult and oppose everything."
"Damn it, if you don't take away my job, can I be right with you?"
"Brother, stop talking nonsense..." Liu Yun smiled coldly: "I'll break both of his legs today and see how he goes against us in the future."
The third person immediately followed: "Also, take out his tongue,"
"Fuck, you're trying to scare me," he said, even if he didn't believe it, he took off his cassock, revealing his plump upper body, "Today, this poor monk will fight you to the death."