While repeatedly apologizing to the young man, the old man hurried over and picked up the little boy who had already fainted.

Obviously, the young man didn't plan to give up, so he pushed open the car door and walked out of the car.

A young woman in exposed clothes and heavy makeup also walked out of the car.

"I'm old, tell me, how to solve the problem of hitting my car!"

The young man is named Zhao Kun. He is the only son of Zhao Chenglong, the richest man in Shi'an Town. He is also a famous local playboy!

On weekdays, he relies on his family’s background and power to dominate Shi'an Town.

It is said that his car hit the old man, but he did not apologize to the old man, but instead wanted to trouble the old man in a fierce manner.

Seeing that Zhao Kun was not kind, the old man's face changed suddenly and he hurriedly begged: "Young Master, I'm really embarrassed. I really have something urgent to do, so I didn't see your car!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it, are you going to be public or private?" Zhao Kun stared at the old man with a sneer.

"I'm old, I'll tell you that I've taken a photo of you just now, and it's in the mobile phone album. If you dare to run away, we'll call the police to arrest you. Then it's not as simple as losing money!" The young woman also threatened from the side.

Many people passing by were surrounded by people.

After learning about the whole incident, many people pointed at Zhao Kun.

But most people dare to be angry but dare not speak out!

After all, the Zhao family’s power in Shi'an Town is not very powerful, and even the police chief here has a close relationship with the Zhao family!

The old man was obviously frightened by the young woman's words and hurriedly begged: "Please, don't report to the official, I... can't I pay the money?"

"Lost money? Do you know how much my car costs? Even if you sell you, you can't afford to buy a wheel of my car! Are you still fucking losing money?"

Zhao Kun roared with a fierce look on his face.

When the old man heard this, he was so scared that his face was bloodless. He hurriedly took out a handful of change from his shirt and pocket, and counted roughly, no more than five hundred yuan.

"You see, is this money enough? I really only have that much on me!"

The old man handed the pile of change in his hand to Zhao Kun with a trembling trembling.

"Hmph! Are you sending beggars? Just your little money is not worth even a piece of car paint from me!"

"Tell you, just this piece of car paint that you knocked off will cost at least 100,000 yuan!"

Zhao Kun pointed at the old man's nose and cursed loudly.

Xu Tianjiao brows tightly and stared at Zhao Kun with a cold look.

Since she was a child, she has never seen such an unreasonable person!

It was obvious that he hit someone else, but he turned around and asked the old man to pay him 100,000 yuan!

Just as Xu Tianjiao was about to get up, Xiao Chen reached out to stop her.

"This matter is not that simple. This old man is definitely not an ordinary person!" Xiao Chen whispered.

When Xu Tianjiao heard this, she noticed that the old man was obviously knocked out a few meters away, but he was not injured at all, and even a piece of flesh was not scratched!

Then he sat back on his original position and looked at Zhao Kun with the mood of watching the show!

At this moment, when the old man heard Zhao Kun ask for a huge amount of 100,000 yuan from him, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly begged: "Young master, I really don't have that much money on me! Please, let me spare this time!"

Many onlookers around him also pointed at Zhao Kun. Although his car was of great value, it only scratched off a piece of patent leather the size of a soybean, which was not worth 100,000 yuan at all!

Zhao Kun glanced at the old man and sneered: "Actually, I'm not an unreasonable person. It's better to do this depending on your age. I'll give you a half-discount. If you give it 50,000 yuan, I'll pretend that everything that happened today has never happened!"

"Otherwise, we'll see you in court!"

fifty thousand?!

When the old man heard this number, his face changed drastically and hurriedly begged: "Young master, I really can't afford that much money. Do you see if you can..."

"Why, don't want to pay for it? Then don't blame us for calling the police!"

The young woman next to her took out her phone and threatened coldly.

"Don't! Don't call the police. I beg you, don't call the police!"

The old man seemed to be extremely sensitive to the word "Police" and when he heard the other party say he wanted to report to the police, he was immediately panicked.
Chapter completed!