13. The consciousness of blocking guns
The wooden stick was not a joke, Huang Qian covered his left hip bone and dodged to the side again and again. Feng Chuan bit his lip and approached step by step, and a few junior brothers were dancing their teeth and claws beside him, but they didn't dare to really attack it.
"Reasonable, we don't have weapons, how can you use a stick?" Huang Qian was whimsical again.
"Am I reasonable?" Feng Chuan waved his arm, and the wooden stick fell like raindrops.
"Ah~"
Huang Qian screamed again and again, jumping up and down like a big mouse. He had the heart to launch a counterattack, but the wooden stick he pulled down fiercely interrupted his thinking every time, and poor Huang Qian had already hid in the corner, where he had been booed after being woken up before.
There is a strange smell......
Feng Chuan raised his elbow in front of his nose.
Suddenly, the bald little brother led the other little brothers to fly at the same time, and kicked Feng Chuan's back mercilessly with each kick.
"Good time!"
Feng Chuan rose on the spot, and his body rotated sideways in the air. The domineering whip leg was wrapped in strength and slammed into the feet of the younger brothers. In the blink of an eye, the four younger brothers all fell down, holding their calves and screaming bitterly.
And Huang Qian has a great opportunity to counterattack at this moment. His shoulders sank, and when Feng Chuan's foothold was not stable, he used all his strength to crash into it.
Feng Chuan noticed the change behind him, but he just landed and had no time to adjust. This collision hit it tightly. Feng Chuan's spine thrust forward, and his feet stumbled forward.
Several younger brothers took advantage of the situation to launch a strong attack.
Feng Chuan looked at the little brother wearing a jacket recently, grabbed it with one hand, grabbed the jacket, and then dragged it hard to the ground, and the little brother immediately fell. And Feng Chuan borrowed the body of the little brother who fell on the floor and rolled lightly.
He rolled over and stood firm, stopping his momentary decline. The other three little brothers had already rushed forward with hula, and the wooden stick in Feng Chuan's hand hit him repeatedly, and the first knock hit the bald little brother's head, knocking on his eyes and shaking his body.
Then he repelled the other two younger brothers, while Huang Qian aimed at the empty space and ran towards Fengchuan from the side.
"Bang!"
Feng Chuan didn't slack off, and raised his foot and kicked on Huang Gan's knee. Huang Qian pounced violently and fell forward and gnawed on the mud. He immediately wanted to get up, but only halfway through, the wooden stick in Feng Chuan's hand pointed at the bridge of his nose.
"If you dare to move, knock it down." Feng Chuan was like a cold face to kill the gods.
"Why, you don't have any proof." Huang Qian still chose to deny it.
Feng Chuan smiled indifferently: "First of all, there is no need to tell any evidence to people like you, and secondly, I have a second choice, to beat you until I tell me all the evidence." ”
"Try ......" Huang Qian stiffened his neck and scolded Feng Chuan.
Before he finished speaking, the wooden stick smashed mercilessly on his eyebrows. Huang Qian was dizzy, and the corner of his eye noticed it
A thick red fog.
Blood!
Huang Qian subconsciously reached out and wiped it, that slimy liquid, not blood or what?
The younger brothers were stunned, they didn't expect Feng Chuan to be so ruthless. Originally, they wanted to rush up to help Huang Qian, but no one dared to move in the current situation.
"Lose money." Feng Chuan said expressionlessly.
"You don't have any proof." Huang Qian still chose to be hard-mouthed.
"Lose money!" Feng Chuan glared angrily, "And the guy who is the leader, where is it, what's his name?" ”
"Who?" Huang Qian played Laipi.
"The sixth bastard besides you, the spray was taken from him." Fengchuan is magnificent.
"......" Hearing this, Huang Qian was like a deflated ball. Feng Chuan can directly ask the sixth person, or the sixth person who is the leader, which means that he already knows something, and the matter must not be hidden.
"Hurry up and lose money! Hurry up and tell me, who is the other bastard? Feng Chuan raised the wooden stick high and smashed it down viciously.
"There is also Xu Gongzi, Xu Cong of the Xu Group!" Huang Qian cried.
The sticks stalled in mid-air.
Feng Chuan asked, "Is it really Xu Cong's bastard?" ”
Huang Qian nodded again and again: "It's true." Yesterday I told him that I was being bullied at school, and after he asked your name, he offered to help me avenge this. ”
Xu Cong, the second ancestor of the Xu Group!
It is said that Xu Cong should not have been involved in this matter.
Could it be that he knows the relationship between me and Yang Shanshan? But I have nothing to do with Yang Shanshan......
Feng Chuan shook his head, feeling that he was really wronged. Since Xiang Jin suddenly appeared that day and Yang Shanshan ran away at the door of the hotel, Feng Chuan has never met Yang Shanshan again, and he has not even spoken on the phone or sent WeChat.
I have to be hated by Xu Cong, I am really wronged!
"You're scared, kid." Huang Qian said. He found a pause in Feng Chuan's expression, thinking that he had completely scared Feng Chuan stupid under the banner of Xu Cong.
"Understood. The discussion now proceeds to the issue of reparations. Let's be sure, in the end will you pay or Xu Cong will pay for you? Feng Chuan asked slowly.
"Xu Cong compensates." Huang Qian emphasized the word Xu Cong. He naively thought that this would be able to bluff Feng Chuan.
"Then you call Xu Cong, as long as you confirm on the phone, I have no opinion." Feng Chuan shrugged his shoulders.
Huang Qian hesitated.
He knew that this phone call could not be made categorically, and if he called Xu Cong, he would think that Huang Qian was not righteous and not worth communicating. And it is obvious that Xu Cong will definitely refuse to compensate Audi for the cost of washing the car, and maybe he will beat Huang Qian in turn.
Whatever it is!
Isn't it just a car wash and paint, and you will pay for it. Huang Qian lowered his voice and said: "Your Audi, 20,000 yuan of paint for the whole car should be enough, I'll give it to you now, okay?" ”
Feng Chuan shook his head in slow motion: "Twenty thousand and then multiply twenty-five." ”
Yes!
Twenty thousand, multiplied by twenty-five, isn't that 500,000? Huang Qian said pitifully: "Do you want to spray gold paint?" The gold paint obviously doesn't match your Audi. ”
Feng Chuan shook his head slowly: "Who said I want you to lose money to wash the car and spray paint?" 500,000 for a fixed price, Audi sells it to you. ”
"This ......" Huang Qian didn't know how to pick up the stubble.
"The new car I just bought back was made colorful by you and drenched in urine by you. I transferred it at this price, which should be fair. "Feng Chuan's tone is tough, there is no doubt about it.
In fact, Huang Qian knew very well in his heart that he would definitely not lose 500,000 yuan to buy that Audi A6. Now that Feng Chuan has given a step, it depends on Huang Qian himself if he can't go down.
"I don't have that much silver." Huang Qian tried to behave very badly.
"The old Santana parked downstairs is yours, isn't it?" Feng Chuan asked in a deep voice.
"Yes." Huang Qian's head.
"Isn't your family quite rich? I told my family that I wanted to change my car and Audi, and I could use it after graduation. Feng Chuan helped Huang Qian come up with an idea.
Huang Qian smiled bitterly.
He guessed that Feng Chuan had already thought of this routine.
Glancing at the wooden stick in Feng Chuan's hand that had cracked open, Huang Qian decided to take the plan into account. Spend 500,000 yuan to buy Audi first, and then go back to Xu Cong to clean up Fengchuan.
Maybe Xu Cong knew that he was willing to be broken by Feng Chuan's forehead, and he also wanted to protect Xu Cong's heroic gun blocking moves, and he would take special care of this little brother in the future?
Can climb the Xu Group, and make 500,000 yuan in the future?
Thinking of this, Huang Qian picked up his mobile phone.
……
Feng Chuan received a text message from the bank, and the account was remitted 500,000 yuan, and the remitter was Huang Qian. He kept his promise, handed over the keys to the Audi, and then hummed a light tune and walked out of the demolition site without hurrying.
There were a lot of cars on the main road, and Feng Chuan was thinking about whether to take a taxi or walk back. Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded in front of him, and an ambulance and police car drove past in succession.
Turning his head, he was shocked to find that ambulances and police cars were whistling, all rushing into the construction site where Feng Chuan had just left.