In the afternoon, the weather was hot and muggy, and there was a sign of a thunderstorm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yan drove the car to the antique trading market on Tianfu Road, and he was going to sell some of the copper coins and bronze tripods he had obtained in the Time and Space Mall this time.

No way, he needs money now, and he needs 200 million yuan to lease the No. 37 shopping mall on Shanghai Road.

The car drove at a rapid pace and suddenly stopped seven or eight miles away from the antique market.

In front of him, a luxury BMW sedan had smashed a somewhat dilapidated Shanghai Volkswagen.

There is no doubt that there was a traffic accident ahead.

"Old man, you crashed my car, hurry up and pay me money." The owner of the BMW blocked an old man with gray hair and scolded him harshly.

"This gentleman, my car is in front, your car is in the back, obviously your car hit my car, how can you blame my head?"

The white-haired old man said truthfully.

"So what? My car is a BMW, it is worth more than eight million, and your car is just a dilapidated Volkswagen car, even if you sell scrap iron, you can't sell it for a few dollars, of course, you are going to lose money. The BMW owner said unreasonably.

"Sir, how can you be unreasonable, obviously your car hit my car, how can you ask me to pay money in turn?" The white-haired old man was very angry. How could this man be so unreasonable?

"Old thing, give me less ink, if you don't give me any more money, I'll slap you to death." The BMW owner said viciously to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was so angry in his heart, how could there be such an unreasonable person in this world?

What is the reason for this?

"I'm not telling you, I'm going to take this matter to the police." As he spoke, the white-haired old man took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

"Hey, old thing, you're still turning a deaf ear to my words?" When the owner of the BMW saw that the white-haired old man was going to call the police, he immediately snatched the white-haired old man's mobile phone, and then fell to the side.

"Old thing, I warn you, if you delay me any longer, I'll slap you to death, and after you die, I'll crush you twice with a car." The owner of the BMW threatened viciously.

At this time, two more cars stopped on the side of the road. Seven or eight people got out of the car and hurriedly walked towards the place where the accident occurred.

"Boss, what's wrong with your car?" One of them, a young man in a large coat, walked up to the owner of the BMW and asked.

"Hit by this old man!" The BMW owner lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"What, hit?" The young man was taken aback, then turned his gaze to the white-haired old man, and said viciously, "Old thing, you want to die, right, even our boss's car dares to hit it, believe it or not, I will slap you to death!" ”

"He hit my car, and the responsibility is not on my shoulders." The white-haired old man said angrily, how can these people be so unreasonable.

"Hey, the old thing still dares to talk back, believe it or not, I'll slap you to death right now." The young man raised his hand and prepared to slap the white-haired old man.

At this time, there were already a lot of people gathered on the side of the road, and although these people were angry in their hearts, none of them stood up to speak for the white-haired old man.

Although they knew that the responsibility for the car accident was not on the white-haired old man, they all knew that the BMW owner group was obviously not easy to mess with.

If you stand up for the white-haired old man, you are likely to be beaten by these people.

"Hurry up and lose money to our boss!" When the young man saw that the white-haired old man had no intention of losing money, he raised his hand and prepared to smoke the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was so angry in his heart, these people were so hateful, how could they be so unreasonable.

Just as he was about to reason with these people, the white-haired old man suddenly felt a pull behind him.

"Sir, this is my mobile phone, you better leave this kind of thing to the police." Lin Yan took out his mobile phone and gave it to the white-haired old man, and immediately said with a smile.

He couldn't stand it anymore, these people were obviously embarrassing the white-haired old man.

"Thank you, young man." The white-haired old man glanced at Lin Yan gratefully, but he didn't expect that someone was willing to stand up and help him at the critical moment.

After taking Lin Yan's mobile phone, the white-haired old man was ready to call 110.

Suddenly, his mobile phone was taken away again, and it was the young man in the big flower coat.

With a bang, Lin Yan's mobile phone was thrown to the ground and shattered. Immediately after, the young man said viciously, "Boy, who asked you to give your phone to this old thing." ”

As he spoke, the young man raised his hand and slapped Lin Yan's face, wanting to teach this kid who didn't know how to live or die a lesson.

At this moment, all the onlookers held their breath.

"This young man is going to be unlucky!" This is the unanimous thought of all onlookers at the moment.

Everyone knows that the BMW owner group is not easy to mess with, but Lin Yan just took out his mobile phone and gave it to the white-haired old man, isn't this a heart to fight against the BMW owner and the gang to find death?

At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have taken Lin Yan's mobile phone, thus affecting Lin Yan.

At this moment, the BMW owner suddenly sneered, against me, I will make you not even know how to die.

The other six or seven people who came over with the young man all looked at Lin Yan as if they were watching a play, and no one had ever been better in their hands than Brother Liang.

The young man, named Wu Guangliang, was the leader of their group and the most important person among BMW owners.

Looking at the wide slap that was about to fall, Lin Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed, hey, not only smashed my phone, but also wanted to hit me, right?

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Lin Yan suddenly raised his left hand and firmly grasped the right hand from Wu Guangliang, making it unable to move. Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan raised his right hand and smoked fiercely on Wu Guangliang's face.

One time.

Two clicks.

Three times.

……

Crackling, Lin Yan raised his hand and slapped Wu Guangliang's face wildly.

The sudden change suddenly shocked everyone present, and everyone didn't know how such a dramatic scene could happen.

If you want to hit someone, you will be beaten instead!

"Bang!" After Lin Yan slapped Wu Guangliang dozens of times one after another, he kicked Wu Guangliang out and rolled seven or eight meters away before stopping.

Introduction to the national arts! This is the power of the introduction to national arts!

At this time, although Lin Yan was only using the national art for the first time, he was not at the same level as these people at all, and he had his own confidence.

didn't look at Wu Guangliang lying on the ground, Lin Yan then set his eyes on the BMW owner, "Your subordinates broke my mobile phone, hurry up and pay me money." ”

Lin Yan's words are so unquestionable.

At the moment of "......", all the onlookers woke up from their original shock and looked at Lin Yan in disbelief.

Just beat people up like that?

Just ask people for money so justifiably?

"Boy, do you know who I am? Someone who dares to hit me? The BMW owner said viciously.

No one had ever dared to beat his subordinates in front of him, and Lin Yan's actions today undoubtedly angered him.

"I don't care who you are! Hurry up and lose my money! Lin Yan took a step forward and looked at the BMW owner face to face.

"Boy, if you dare to go against me, I will make you pay." With an oath, the BMW owner beckoned all the subordinates present and beat Lin Yan together.

Without any suspense, the BMW car was slapped more than thirty times by Lin Yan, and then kicked to the ground.

The other little brothers were also not happy, and their faces were red and purple, lying on the ground wailing and screaming.

Compared with BMW owners and Wu Guangliang, the injuries of these people are relatively light.

Lin Yan mainly wants to teach BMW owners and Wu Guangliang a lesson, these two people are too annoying!

took out the mobile phone bill of 3,000 yuan from the BMW owner, Lin Yan said goodbye to the white-haired old man, and drove away.

Naturally, the police will be responsible for handling the next things, and everything he should do has already been done.

……

Ten minutes later, a noble and luxurious Lamborghini stopped here, and a noble and cold woman got out of the car.

"Grandpa, are you alright?" The noble and cold woman came to the white-haired old man and asked nervously.

"Aya'er, I'm fine." The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"Grandpa, these people?" The noble and cold woman pointed to the BMW owner lying on the ground, turned to the white-haired old man and asked.

"It was a young lad who did it." Thinking of Lin Yan's drastic methods, the white-haired old man was still frightened at this time.

"By the way, Aya'er, another day you go to the mall to buy a high-end mobile phone and give it to that young man, and that young man's mobile phone was broken by these people because of me.

The white-haired old man suddenly thought of something, and immediately said to the noble and cold woman.

"Aya'er knows." The noble and glamorous woman nodded and said, since it was because of her grandfather, she naturally wanted to send a mobile phone to others to express her gratitude.

This woman is none other than Nangong Aya, the daughter of the Nangong family.