Seeing that the Ferrari driver bumped into the old man and even stuck his head out to curse, Chen Yang couldn't help but frown.
The old man was not injured. If he took care of it properly, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But the driver's attitude made Chen Yang very unhappy.
"This bastard actually complained to a bad person first!"
Liu Zheling muttered angrily, quickened her pace, and headed straight for the Ferrari.
Chen Yang followed him, and there was a traffic jam due to this small traffic accident. The Ferrari driver cursed, and the cars behind him kept honking their horns.
"Damn it, old man, why don't you get out of here and try to blackmail me? What are you dreaming about?"
When the Ferrari driver saw the old man lying on the ground, he got out of the car, slammed the car door, and walked toward the old man menacingly.
This man is quite handsome, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and looks like a male model.
But this character is something that people dare not praise.
The man took off his sunglasses, stared down at the old man, and said angrily: "You old guy, you are wearing a cane and you think I will sympathize with you? Stand up quickly, I have a driving recorder in my car, don't try to touch me."
"Oh, young man, I was indeed not hit by you, but I was startled and my waist slipped away. I really couldn't stand up."
The old man said with a sad face.
The man frowned and said angrily: "His waist flashed? Is it because of me that your waist flashed? Hurry up and don't try to blackmail me."
"I'm really not a fool. Please help me to the side. Don't block the road. Look, the cars behind me are blocked."
The old man said and stretched out his hand towards the man, hoping that the man would give him a hand.
However, the man couldn't avoid it. He quickly took a step back, pointed at the old man and said: "Old guy, you think I don't know your tricks. As long as I am touched by you, you will follow me shamelessly, and you will definitely blackmail me."
A lot of money. Damn, the old guy is so shameless."
"Young man, I really don't want to cheat."
The old man took back his hand, with a helpless expression on his face, and shook his head, feeling very helpless.
The drivers who were stuck behind the Ferrari were also a little impatient and came out one after another, talking in a variety of ways.
"Old man, don't try to blackmail me. Just stand up and walk away. We are still in a hurry, so don't waste our time."
"Old guy, you don't even look at the cars other people drive, even Ferraris. You provoked this person, do you think he will let you go?"
"Hurry, don't block the road, everyone is in a hurry."
"I say handsome guy, just give this old guy two or three hundred yuan and settle the matter. Don't block the road all the time."
Hearing this, the man driving the Ferrari frowned.
Although he was not short of the two or three hundred yuan, he was a little unhappy to be asked to just hand over the money to the old man.
He glanced at his watch and saw that it was getting late. He had an important appointment and couldn't afford to delay it.
"It's really unlucky. Why did something like this happen today?"
The man cursed, took out three hundred yuan from his wallet, threw it hard on the old man, and cursed: "Damn old man, I gave you the money, why don't you get out of here. You damn old man, for two or three hundred yuan."
, lying on the street, so mean."
Three hundred-dollar bills were scattered on the old man, which made him feel extremely humiliated. His face turned pale and his body trembled as he said, "Young man, I'm really not doing this for money. Can any of you do me a favor and help me aside?"
"Damn it, I think you think you don't have enough money?"
The man glared at the old man, snorted coldly, cursed, took out another two hundred yuan, and threw it at the old man.
"Old man, five hundred yuan in total is enough for you to stand up. Don't try to fool me any more, or you'll make me angry and I'll beat you up."
Under such humiliation, the old man felt aggrieved, but he did not know how to refute.
He could only shake his head and said: "No, I'm not cheating."
The man showed no sympathy at all and scolded in a cold voice: "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I will sympathize with you if you squeeze a few drops of urine out of your eyes? Get out of here and don't waste my time."
"Young man, I..."
Tears flowed from the old man's eyes. He wanted to explain, but suddenly he was speechless. He gasped for air, his chest heaved violently, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"Uh...uh...quickly, the medicine is in my pocket, heart disease..."
The old man said intermittently, his whole face turned pale, which shocked the people around him.
But no one went to help. On the contrary, everyone took a step back, fearing that the old man would contaminate themselves.
"Damn it, today's porcelain actors are so good at acting, but they still have heart attacks?"
The man sneered, looked at the trembling old man jokingly, and said: "Act, you continue to act, don't think that I don't know your tricks, I just need to help you get the medicine, you must grab my hand and say that I pushed you down."
.Sorry, I will not be fooled."
The old man's turbid eyes looked around, only to find a feeling of indifference. His breathing became more and more violent, and then slowly became calmer, and his eyes became distracted.
"Your acting skills are so good, I will give you an Oscar for Best Actor."
The man leaned against the door of the Ferrari and sneered: "I want to see how long you can act."
The old man's breathing was already very difficult. He lay on the ground and looked at the nearest Ferrari man for help. With his last strength, he stretched out his hand to the man.
"Other people say that all industries are organized. I think those who commit crimes nowadays are also gangs. The old man's acting skills are obviously learned."
The man still had a mocking look on his face, lit a cigarette, and looked like he was watching the show.
But suddenly, the old man's right hand fell to the ground, losing all strength, and his breathing became extremely slow, and his eyes were only slightly opened, as if he was on the verge of death.
At this time, everyone realized that the situation was not good.
Someone in the crowd said: "This old man seems to have a real heart attack. He won't turn his face blue while acting. No, call an ambulance quickly."
Hearing this, the Ferrari man was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man, frowned and said: "Is this old guy really dead?"
Although the old man's breathing became weaker and weaker, the man did not go up to help. Instead, he patted his chest and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I was smart and didn't bump into him just now. Otherwise, if the old guy died, this matter would definitely be in vain."
On me."
At this moment, the man still looked on with a cold eye, his indifference was shocking.
Seeing that the old man was about to die, a figure rushed into the crowd, helped the old man up, took out heart disease medicine from his pocket, fed it to him, and then massaged the old man's heart.
The Ferrari man raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly: "Damn, there are really kind people. You are so brave. Aren't you afraid that this old guy will die and it will be on you?"