"You... Don't call the police? Then we'll have to take the guy on the ground to the hospital! He's still angry..."

Uncle Zhang and the people he met at the Wen family were all cultural people who spoke well, how could he ever see such a vulgar country man?

Those who claim to be in the upper class, even if they are unbearable in their bones, they have to pretend to be a well-spoken and cultured person, how can they talk like this!

Uncle Zhang's brain was a little confused, what should he do if he didn't call the police?

It's like a person in the current society suddenly crossing into a primitive society, completely unable to figure out the other party's path.

"Uncle Zhang, presumably this police officer can't report it today..."

Song Ning took a step forward and happened to stand in front of Uncle Zhang.

"It's strange that these people can make me call the police right now!"

"What then?"

Uncle Zhang gradually stabilized his mind after Song Ning's little touch.

Although he had never seen such a battle in front of him, he had also gone through several workers' strikes with Wen Lan.

If you exclude the dead man on the ground and regard these people in front of him as a purposeful striker, Uncle Zhang will know it in his heart.

"Miss Song Ning, the current group of people are working hard for nothing more than money..."

"There is a black suitcase in the trunk of the car, and the box is full of money, and Madame is afraid that it will be inconvenient for you to spend money when you go out, so she specially let me take it."

"I've spent some of it in bits and pieces in the past few days, and the rest should be fifty or sixty thousand if you roughly count it..."

"No, we paid some money to send them away..."

Domestic money is not as good as foreign money, and the purchasing power of money is still quite okay now.

50,000 or 60,000 is almost equivalent to 5,600,000 20 years later, a considerable part of the property.

In Uncle Zhang's opinion, what can be solved with money is not a thing!

Who made the Wen family have a big business, and the money was not seen at all!

"Give money? Do you want to be private? What's the private law? ”

Although Uncle Zhang's words were very quiet, they were still heard by a person with sharp ears in the crowd.

The man immediately shouted excitedly, and Uncle Zhang couldn't stop it.

"Private? It's a human life! How can you use a few stinky money to get rid of it..."

The old woman who was crying and sitting on the ground and patting her legs was like pressing a radar on her ear, and when she heard the two words, she immediately stopped crying.

With his hands on the ground, he stood up neatly, walked up to Song Ning menacingly, pointed at Song Ning's nose and scolded.

"An executioner like you deserves to go to hell and die a good death..."

He Yi slammed his face and grabbed the old woman's fingers, "Shut up!" ”

"What is the truth of the matter, I haven't found out yet, just call one executioner after another, who gave you the guts!"

"Besides... Keep your eyes wide open, is that man on the ground dead?! ”

"As a wife, you don't check the life or death of your husband, but come to us unhappily, what is your intention?"

He Yi is tall, his face is dark, and because of the momentum of being mixed in the bus station all year round, his anger is still quite deterrent.

Song Ning looked at He Yi's black face and wanted to laugh.

I don't know if He Yi is a genetic mutation or what, obviously He Huan is handsome and extraordinary, but he looks ordinary.

No matter how dark the face is, there is nothing to look at, and He Huan can't bear to look at him every time he sees him.

Song Ning heard He Huan muttering more than once: His mother is not so ugly!

How could a son grow up like this?

The old woman who was caught by He Yi's fingers immediately let out a scream like killing a pig, and five or six young men of different heights, shortness, fat and thinness immediately rushed out of the crowd.

"Let go of my mother!"

"What do you want to do? It's so horizontal to hit and kill people! ”

"Brother, I'll fight for you!"

…

Each of the men had a piece of household clothing for working in the fields.

Pickaxes, shovels, scythes, etc., it was like holding everything you could bring with you at home.

Many of the tools they had in their hands weren't good for energy conservation at the time...

Song Ning pulled the corners of her mouth mockingly, and roughly understood what tricks they were playing.

"Today, how much money does the other party give you? I'm out double! ”

As soon as these words came out, the old woman who was crying stopped crying suddenly.

stared at Song Ning with good eyes, as if judging the authenticity of Song Ning's words...

The old woman's sons also looked at each other with some hesitation, and the little calculations in their hearts crackled.

It's not ordinary people who can drive a car these days, not to mention that the car in front of you is hundreds of times better than those popular jeeps.

It should be worth a lot of money!

The eyes of the tall, short, fat and thin men were quickly filled with greed.

The man who commanded them to do what was planned had promised that they would each receive two thousand dollars when they were done.

Now that things have just started, you can get 4,000 yuan?!

And this kind of good thing?!

"Phew! Fart! You killed our father, and you even beat us up! I'm going to fight with you today! ”

A thin man among the several people picked up the brothers who were blocking in front, and a big stride stepped forward, facing Song Ning's direction with a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Song Ning couldn't help but take a few steps back in disgust, and the little fox also looked disgusted, flicking his tail to cover his eyes.

When the thin man saw Song Ning retreating, he was secretly proud in his heart, and felt that Song Ning was afraid, so he picked up the hoe in his hand and smashed it towards Song Ning.

He didn't really want to kill Song Ning, but only Song Ning looked the best bully in this group, and judging from her dress, she looked like a demanding person.

As long as you take her, are you worried that you won't be able to get more money?!

The thin man's little abacus sounded, and he didn't look at He Yi's willingness to agree!

He Yi has been fighting since he was a child, and he has become a tyrant in the bus station, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and he doesn't need to raise his eyelids to guess what the other party thinks.

Let's look for a fight!

I'll let you fight enough today!

"You stand in the back, let me move my muscles and bones today..."

"Well said... Say! ”

Song Ning smiled and patted He Yi's shoulder, and easily stuffed a yellow talisman into He Yi's pocket.

He Yileng paused, but he also knew that Song Ning would not harm him, so he endured the doubts in his heart and did not ask.

After doing this, Song Ning obediently pulled Uncle Zhang a few steps back and stood next to the car to watch the play.

The men in front of him should be small characters, just appetizers, and it is good to let He Yi move.

Besides, what she just stuffed into He Yi's pocket was an enhanced version of the "Transporter Charm"...

It is not necessarily true to say that it is a transfer talisman, this is Song Ning's third senior brother based on an evil sect spell.

It's okay to use it once in a while, as long as you don't use it for a long time.

The most powerful thing about this talisman is that it can rob the opponent's luck and use it for your own use.

I'm afraid that the other party's hoe will hit my own person...

Song Ning smiled so unexpectedly, the little fox glanced at her thoughtfully.

I really don't know where this girl has learned this skill, and even such an evil talisman can...

But looking at her overall number, she should still be from an orthodox Xuanmen...

That's a surprise!

Is there anyone in the Xuanmen who is so informal and inclusive?

To change your name, ask He Huan...

Song Ning didn't know that the little fox was suspicious of her ability because of this small charm.

Even if you know Song Ning, you are not afraid, so why not know it?

At this time and then, now it's not the moment when she just crossed over, and it may be who will kill the deer!

Not to mention that now that the Xuanmen is in decline, it is difficult to find a few opponents...