The old man glanced at the poodle in the arms of the awl-faced woman, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Sir, how can I apologize to the dog by myself......?

"Don't blame you, who do you blame?" The fat man with oily hair and pink face immediately interrupted the old man, and said with a cold smile, "It's your honor to be able to apologize to my good son, just you are a rag picker, you don't live as well as a dog, can you still be wronged by apologizing to a dog? ”

The old man's face twitched, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes showed helplessness and a little aggrieved. He gritted his teeth again and asked, "How much do you need to lose if you lose money?"

The fat man with oily hair and flour face glanced at the old man with disdain: "It's not much, 500,000 yuan." ”

The old man was taken aback: "Five...... 500,000 that's that?"

The fat man with oily hair and flour said: "It's not much, my sports car is a new sports car that cost millions of yuan, and if you want to repair it as it is, you still need to ship it out of the country, and 500,000 yuan is already a discount for you." ”

"This gentleman is right, 500,000 yuan is really not much. At this moment, Hong Feifan, who was standing on the side and watching, said loudly, "If you want to give at least 800,000 yuan!"

When the fat man heard that someone was supporting him, he immediately looked at Hong Feifan, then gave Hong Feifan a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "This brother really understands people!"

Some of the onlookers cast contemptuous glances at Hong Feifan, while others pointed at him and whispered to each other that he was a man who played for the tiger.

Hong Feifan ignored other people's pointing at him, walked up to the fat man with oily hair and powder, looked at the fat man with oily hair and powder, and then looked at the old man who was at a loss, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with an evil smile: "What I said is that you want to pay this old man 800,000 yuan." ”

As soon as Hong Feifan's words came out, the people present were in an uproar.

The fat man with oily hair and flour thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and he heard it wrong.

Like him, there was also the old man, who looked at Hong Feifan suspiciously, his face full of astonishment.

"Brother, are you kidding? I'll pay him?" said the fat man with oily hair and pink face, putting away his smile.

Hong Feifan's gaze moved to the fat man's face with oily hair and powder, and said with a smile: "I look like a joke?"

The fat man with oily hair and flour face realized that the kid in front of him who didn't know where to get out of place wanted to stand out for the old man, he squinted at Hong Feifan and said disdainfully: "What do you mean?

"I'm not going to stand up for him, I just want to teach him a lesson for you, a brute. Hong Feifan said.

"Who are you talking about?" the fat man with oily hair and flour suddenly became furious.

"That's you. Hong Feifan said.

"You ......"

"You keep calling your dog a son, in other words, you're the dog's father, isn't the dog's father also a dog?

Hong Feifan does not hate dogs, and does not have any prejudice against those who like dogs, when he was a child, he also had dogs, but he despises those who put dogs above people and think that people are inferior to dogs.

"Well said!" shouted one of the onlookers.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face was even more angry, and pointed at Hong Feifan: "Your sister, you dare to talk to me like this, are you tired of it?"

"Do you still want to kill me in broad daylight?" Hong Feifan straightened up and looked at the fat man with disdain.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face was speechless for a while, he just wanted to intimidate and intimidate the other party, but he didn't really want to kill anyone.

"Not only did you run a red light, but you almost bumped into this old man, but the wicked person sued first, trying to blackmail the old man's money, and now you dare to speak wildly? Hong Feifan said righteously.

"That's right, that's right!" shouted another among the onlookers. Some people gave Hong Feifan a thumbs up, some applauded, and even a girl had an admiring expression on her face.

The awl-faced woman saw that the onlookers were looking at her and the fat man with a puffy face with condemnation, and pointed at them, thinking that the situation was not good, so she said to the fat man with a greasy head and a pink face: "Young Master Xu, why don't we go." ”

The fat man with oily hair and pink face glanced at a few passers-by who were watching, and then said to the awl-faced woman, "Let's go." ”

He saw that his sports car was scratched with a deep mark, and he wanted to blackmail the other party, but when he saw that it was caused by an old man picking up rags, he felt that the other party must have no money to pay, so he wanted to take the opportunity to insult it to vent his resentment that the sports car was scratched.

In his opinion, a person who picks up rags must have no money, no culture, no background, and no view of the world, even if he is bullied, he doesn't dare to do anything, and those passers-by will only watch the excitement and dare not help, like this, he has seen it more than once, many passers-by dare not offend the rich casually, but what he never expected was to kill halfway to bite the gold and destroy his good deeds.

Now it is impossible to blackmail the old man into losing money and insulting him, and if this continues, it will only cause everyone's dissatisfaction. Now that someone has taken the lead to help, those passers-by who are watching from the sidelines will join in to help. He knows that people in China like to join in the fun, but they don't like to make a bird, but as long as someone takes the lead, someone will follow.

He realized that the few passers-by who were watching were already dissatisfied with him, and that next time he did this, he might put himself in an even more disadvantageous position.

He still understands the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them!

He turned around, took two steps, suddenly turned his head, glared at Hong Feifan, and said hatefully: "Boy, don't let me meet you in the future, otherwise you will be good-looking!"

With that, he turned his head and strode towards his black sports car.

"Wait!" Hong Feifan suddenly stopped him, "So you want to leave, did you forget to do something important?"

The oily-haired and powder-faced fat man stopped, turned to look at Hong Feifan, with anger in his eyes and a little doubt.

"You want to leave before you apologize?" Hong Feifan stared at the fat man with oily hair and pink face with a sharp gaze.

"Do you want me to apologize? Are you sick? My car was scratched, and you are embarrassed to ask me to apologize?" said the fat man with oil and pink face.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly said to Hong Feifan: "Young man, I don't want to make things bigger, I don't need his apology, let him go." ”

"Don't be afraid, old man, I'll help you with everything!" Hong Feifan said.

"This ......"

"Don't worry, I'll get justice for you. Hong Feifan said confidently.

The old man didn't say anything, but he was apprehensive and looked at Hong Feifan in disbelief. This young man is not good-looking, dressed ordinarily, not like a rich man, shorter and thinner than the fat man, and has the ability to help himself get justice?