Chapter 115

The onlookers sighed one after another and looked at Yang Xuan with sympathy. It was obvious that it was an organized porcelain touching gang. It was unlucky to meet such a thing.

Yang Xuan gently pulled his chin with his hand. "OK, just do as you say. One rib is 1000, but I have to confirm."

Then he went to the old lady, squatted beside her and asked, "aunt, are you sure you've broken two ribs? Which are those two?"

The old lady pointed to her left rib, "ouch, ouch, my two ribs are all broken."

"Oh, that's right."

Yang Xuan gently stretched out his hand and seemed to inadvertently point in the direction of the old lady's fingers, "are these two?"

As he spoke, he injected dark strength into his fingers.

Ah——

The old lady suddenly let out a scream, the whole face suddenly turned pig liver color and rolled on the ground in pain.

The tattoo man next to him wondered why the old lady's acting skills suddenly burst. People promised to lose money. There's no need to be so dedicated.

"You see what my mother's pain is like, lose money quickly!"

The tattoo man urged. He always felt something wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell where it was.

"Is it all right for me to lose money?" Yang Xuan plays.

"Don't worry, we're all real people. We'll let you go after losing the money. No matter what happens to my mother, it has nothing to do with you." The tattoo man said impatiently.

Yang Xuan nodded and shouted at the crowd, "everyone heard it. I'll give him the money now."

Then he took out his cell phone and turned 2000 yuan to the tattooed man, then turned around and left.

"That's about the same."

The tattoo man was satisfied with his mobile phone, rushed to the next few people and said, "help my mother home."

Those people hurried forward, but they couldn't help themselves for a long time. The old lady just covered her ribs and groaned in pain. Her face was too white. Her face was full of fine beads of cold sweat. She looked extremely painful.

"What are you doing? You're still acting when you get the money. Let's go."

The tattooed man walked over and said in a low voice.

The old lady looked miserable and wasted a lot of effort to squeeze out a few words: "he... He really broke my ribs..."

"What?"

The tattoo man was stunned and quickly reached out to touch it. Sure enough, he touched a large collapsed place on his ribs!

"Fuck, don't fucking go!"

The tattooed man's face changed greatly. He caught up with Yang Xuan and said angrily, "grass your mother, you really discounted your mother's ribs!"

Yang Xuan said innocently, "what? I gave a discount? Wasn't it just hit by a car? And the price is also set by you. One rib is 1000. Haven't I lost my money?"

"But now her ribs are really broken. You don't want to go!" The bald man said angrily.

Yang Xuan touched his chin and said, "that means it was fake just now? If so, I have to call the police. You obviously are cheating!"

Then he made a gesture to call the police and didn't forget to rush around the humanity. "Everyone saw it just now. When the police came, you have to testify to me."

Then he smiled and said to the tattoo man, "what you said just now, so many mobile phones nearby can record it. If you want to spend it here and wait for the police to wipe it over, I don't mind."

The tattoo man clucked his fist and realized that he had been well treated.

"Man, I don't care about you. Take another 30000 yuan. I can think that everything has happened."

The tattoo man whispered, "I'll mention someone to you. The big ear of Longquan Mountain is my cousin. Do you know who his big brother is? Zhou Bao!"

"Huh? Zhou Bao?"

Hearing the name, Yang xuanle pretended to be curious and said, "who is he? Is he a cow? Why haven't I heard of him."

The tattoo man said coldly, "look, you're not mixed up in the society. It's normal not to have heard of brother Bao's name, but I'll mention one more thing to you. Just yesterday, when Luo San Pao celebrated his birthday, he was suddenly ordered. Do you know who did it?"

"Brother Bao did it, and he went alone, picked more than 2000 people and killed Luo San gun. Now you know what kind of person brother Bao is!"

Yang Xuan was amused. He didn't expect that yesterday's story was so evil.

However, I'm very satisfied with what Zhou Bao did. At least for now, he took care of everything yesterday, making people think that he did everything yesterday alone, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Your cousin's name is big ears, isn't it?"

Yang Xuan had enough fun. He didn't want to spend any more time with each other. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message out. He smiled at the tattooed man, "don't you worship Zhou Bao? I'll help you. Let him buy you a cup of tea later."

Just when the tattoo man wondered, his phone rang. It was his cousin's big ear.

"Cousin, what can I do for you? I just wanted to call you."

The tattoo man has a flattering smile. The reason why he can dominate here depends on the reputation of his cousin big ears.

Although big ear is only a subordinate of Zhou a Bao, he has been with Zhou a Bao for many years. He is one of Zhou a Bao's confidants. When something happens, he only needs to report the name of big ear. Most people have to pee.

"I met an unkind boy here. He not only discounted my mother's ribs, but also publicly abused you. He also scolded brother Bao. Look at this, cousin..."

The tattoo man told the story again. As he said it, he showed a playful look at Yang Xuan, which meant that you were finished.

But halfway through, I don't know what the other party said on the other end of the phone. The tattooed man's face suddenly changed. The whole face turned white, and then a cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

A man next to him said suspiciously. Then he saw Yang Xuan showing a playful smile next to him. He couldn't help but say angrily, "what are you laughing at? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Pop!

However, as soon as the man's voice fell, he received a heavy slap in the face.

The tattoo man angrily said, "how the fuck do you talk to people? Get down on your knees!"

Then he took the lead and fell on his knees with a puff, pleading with Yang Xuan, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please forgive me, I'm wrong!"

As he spoke, he banged his head on the ground.

What his cousin said in a big ear just now almost frightened him. Unexpectedly, the man driving a small broken car was brother Bao's

Yang Xuan said with a funny smile, "don't be nervous. You worship Zhou a Bao. I'll help you. Go and have tea with him later. Oh, by the way, didn't you just say that I should compensate you 30000 yuan? I'll let Zhou a Bao give it to you then."