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Chapter 98: Very funny bad guy

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Not far from the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University Town, at the corner of an intersection...

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

Frightened, Lao Zhou hurriedly threw away the phone and exploded his hands. Grasp the steering wheel and twist, quickly turn the front of the car, and successfully avoid the man who was running. Old Zhou secretly sighed in relief—it's mother, it's too dangerous! Fortunately, the old man is very good at driving, otherwise you will be in the street today!

But before Lao Zhou's pounding heart recovered, the man suddenly fell backwards in violation of the laws of physics, rolled for three and a half weeks, hugged his legs in pain, and shouted: "Ouch! , I broke my leg!"

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

The masses did not know the truth, and did not know whether the car hit the person or the person hit the car, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Nima! Boy, you didn't hit the old man's car, okay? Did you hit a wall of air? The old man is not a master of supernatural abilities, and he does not have the skill of air wall!

This is the legendary touch porcelain, right

However, it is said that people who touch porcelain will look for such a famous car that is rich at first glance? Can such a rotten car also attract porcelain

Lao Zhou doesn't know anything about it. It's hard to do business these days. Who cares what kind of car you have

Lao Zhou looked bitter and tangled, and sighed. There is no surveillance nearby, and there is no dash cam on his rotten car.

He touched his pocket, and there was only a row of various cards, a twenty-yuan bill, and two one-yuan coins.

Twenty-two yuan, probably can't get rid of the man lying on the ground screaming? The outstanding acting skills of this movie king are not worth twenty yuan!

Song Shuhang just happened to help the short-haired girl to the intersection, ready to stop a taxi here.

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

"Is this a person crashing the car?" The short-haired girl said lightly, from her point of view, she could see that the car had avoided, but the man quickly crashed into it, and then fell to the ground screaming.

"It wasn't that the man hit the car... it was that he didn't hit the car at all." Song Shuhang's eyesight was excellent now. From his angle, he could clearly see that the man didn't hit the car at all, so he fell to the ground and started screaming.

"Oh, I know it's called touching porcelain." The short-haired girl glanced at Shuhang: "Are you going to testify?"

There's no reason why this good-natured person can'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's no surveillance nearby." Song Shuhang shook his head, and the man who collapsed screaming was undoubtedly a professional, and the location he was looking for was very suitable for touching porcelain.

"Then leave it alone?" After thinking about it, the short-haired girl suddenly lit up and said, "Why don't we go up and beat the screaming guy on the ground?"

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

The short-haired girl froze and shook her head.

"Then I'll borrow it from you first, and remember to pay it back to me when I see you later." Song Shuhang took out a piece of fifty from his pocket and stuffed it into the short-haired girl. Anyway, he had just received a fortune recently, and he was fairly well-off.

Before waiting for the short-haired girl to reply, Song Shuhang had already strode to the scene of the car accident, crowding out the onlookers.

"Let Jean, Let Jean!" He was now muscular and quickly pushed through the crowd.

Then, he squatted beside the man who was screaming and stared at him for a while: "Yo, it looks like he was hit badly."

The man who fell to the ground screaming secretly glanced at Shuhang, and his scream became even more sad.

Song Shuhang coughed and shouted: "Master driver, you see that everyone has been hit like this, why don't you get out of the car and accompany you for tens of thousands of dollars?"

The man who fell to the ground and screamed suddenly became calm in his heart - he was worried that this handsome young man was coming to expose him, but he didn't expect this young man to give him a beautiful assist. He suddenly Longyan was overjoyed, and his screams became more joyful.

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

"Master driver, what are you waiting for, get out of the car quickly." Song Shuhang said, but a pair of opponents were groping for the man who touched the porcelain.

Pengci Nan felt that something was wrong with this young man. This little hand keeps touching his body, isn't he a gay? Take advantage of me? eat my tofu

Immediately, the man who touched the porcelain got goosebumps.

But... He's a man of great actor quality, even though he's not an official actor. But at this time, even if you are eaten tofu, you have to grit your teeth and stand up.

The screams can't be stopped!

But soon, Pengci Nan found something wrong again.

I saw that the handsome young man put his hand into his pocket and took out his wallet.

There, he can hold all his current belongings, the little two thousand oceans.

This money is used to prevent myself from accidentally being hospitalized by touching porcelain. Touching porcelain is also a very dangerous profession. In the event of a road killer or a female driver, you may be severely injured and hospitalized. Then, what if the female driver has no cash on her body, or if she encounters a street killer with bad character, she simply runs away

Now many hospitals recognize money but not people, what should I do if I don't have any money on me

Having said so much nonsense, what I want to express is that there is money in his wallet!

The handsome young man took out his wallet, bulging, very satisfied. Then, the young man gave him a warm smile. And then... The young man got up and ran away all the way, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Pengci Nan came to his senses, and this bitch actually met someone who took advantage of the fire: "I'm fucking you, an uncle!"

The man who touched the porcelain tumbled from the ground and got up neatly. The momentum chased up like lightning, chasing after him: "Stop, you goddamn stop, don't run! Kill a thousand knives!"

The broken car that just touched the porcelain can knock hundreds of dollars if it is dead. But I have a small two thousand in my wallet. Don't lose the big because of the small!

The onlookers who didn't know the truth at first saw the man who had just fallen to the ground screaming, but now he was chasing the young man with his legs and feet like lightning. How could this guy have a broken leg? It is indeed a touch of porcelain!

Old Zhou breathed a sigh of relief in the car, and his hand holding the twenty-two yuan bill also loosened. Thinking back to the handsome young man in his mind, Lao Zhou sighed, "There are still many good people these days."

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

On the other side, the short-haired girl couldn't help laughing on her tensed face after watching the whole process.

Song Shuhang took the man who touched the porcelain for 1,800 meters with great interest, and waited until the other side ran out of breath and leaned against the wall with a pale face and vomited.

Even halfway through, he still had time to call a taxi and let the other party pick up the short-haired girl at the intersection. The uncle driver happily went to pick him up...

Pengci Nan looked desperately at Song Shuhang's disappearing figure, and felt extremely depressed in his heart: You can run so fast, and you want to hang me for such a long untimely journey? Get rid of me sooner, won't you

A taxi stopped in front of the short-haired girl: "Little girl, are you the one who asked me to pull it just now?"

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

Hmm, very funny bad guy.