She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 367
Zhang Jia looked at the back seat.

Ming Xun was calm, he knew that there must be a reason why Luoluo didn't remind him to change paths in advance.

Following Ming Xun's line of sight, Zhang Jia and Qu Aiguo also looked at Shi Luo.

Shi Luo pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Tomorrow will follow.

"Shall we go down and have a look too?" Zhang Jia asked Qu Aiguo.

"you go first."

Seeing more and more people watching, the old man who was lying on the ground hugging his legs shouted louder.

"It's broken, my leg must be broken." The old man cried to the onlookers, "My wife and I are the only ones in my family, and there is an idiot son. The family only counts on me. You judge for me. With a broken leg and a hundred days of injury, my old woman and my stupid son must not starve to death? He still refuses to admit it, has his conscience been eaten by a dog!"

The driver was a man in his thirties. There was a wife and child in the car. His child was still young. He was worried that the child would be scared, so he asked his wife to take the child home first.

Their home is in a community less than 100 meters ahead.

"Grandpa, if you were really hit by me, I will admit that I was driving well, but you were driving the wrong way. The road here is narrow, and there is an empty parking space next to you. You can give the car to the side first. , Wait for my car to pass before you go, but you rode your car directly into my car, and when your battery car just touched the front of my car, I stopped."

It's just that there is a saying, 'I'm weak but I'm justified'. The man stands upright, but the old man lies on the ground and wails.

An elderly man felt sympathetic when he heard the old man's words, "I think he is in severe pain, why don't you call an ambulance first and take him to the hospital for a check-up. A broken leg is not a trivial matter."

"That's right, doesn't he still have a stupid son in his family? It's so pitiful that no one takes care of him." The other old man is probably used to letting things go, "Young man, why don't you ask him how this matter is settled?" .”

The man was so angry, "You guys are generous with others. I don't admit to this. I didn't hit him. If you sympathize with him, donate more money to him."

Everyone fell silent.

"Young man, don't be angry. They are also thinking about the people driving behind. There are more and more cars behind. It's not good to keep people stuck here. If someone is in a hurry, won't there be a delay? This matter should be resolved as soon as possible. , everyone can leave early." The third person tried to persuade the man.

"I delayed others, and I'll apologize to them later, but I'm right about the crash, I won't back down." The man looked at the old man on the ground, whose wails fluctuated from high to low, "Not only that, he was the one who went retrograde first, It hit my car again, and the front of my car was damaged, so he had to pay for it.”

"You have a good idea!" The old man groaned and yelled at the man at the top of his voice.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, anyway, the traffic police are coming soon, I believe the traffic police have plenty of ways to find out which of us is lying." The man was confident.

The old man didn't seem to be afraid of the man's words, he only paused for a moment, and then said: "Okay, then wait for the traffic police to come, I was at fault for going the wrong way, but you bumped into me, and my leg hurts badly, so you should take care of this matter." You have to be responsible!"

Neither of them backed down, and the onlookers couldn't tell who was lying for a while.

Ming Xun held Shi Luo's hand, his attention was all on Shi Luo, and he didn't care about the dispute in front of him.

Shi Luo glanced at his watch again.

Then he stepped forward and looked at the old man on the ground, "Get up."

Shi Luo's voice was not loud, but he was cold. Looking at Shang Shi Luo's eyes that seemed to see everything, his heart sank, but he still yelled, "If you ask me to get up, I'll get up? My legs are broken. , are you blind?"

Ming Xun frowned, and said to Zhang Jia in a cold voice: "Since he said his leg was broken, Zhang Jia, go and take a look at it for him."

"Mr. Ming, look at me." Zhang Jia stepped forward with his sleeves rolled up, his face full of ferocity.

When Shi Luo met the old man, Zhang Jia knew who was right and who was wrong in this car accident.

He will not be polite to the old man.

As for whether he would be taken away for beating someone, that was out of Zhang Jia's consideration.

Zhang Jia is tall and has tight muscles. He deliberately stepped on heavy steps. The old man flinched and put his hands on the ground. He was about to get up, but he just moved a little. His legs hurt a little, and he stopped again and looked at the people around him. , "Have you all seen and heard? He, he is going to do something to me, he is going to beat someone, who of you will call the police for me?"

"Joke, didn't you keep saying that your leg is broken? I'll take a look for you, maybe your leg is really broken." Zhang Jia took a few steps forward with a smile, "Everyone just happened to help me to prove it. He keeps saying that his leg is broken, maybe his leg is really broken, just as I have seen what a broken leg looks like before, so I will try it for him.”

Zhang Jia didn't say a word about breaking his leg, but anyone who knew something knew what Zhang Jia meant.

The old man can naturally hear it.

He yelled that his leg was broken, so if his leg was not broken, it would be broken. Zhang Jia really attacked him from an angle that others couldn't see, but he didn't say anything justified.

The old man didn't dare to delay any longer, he got up suddenly and hid to the side.

That speed is faster than many young people.

He can dodge so flexibly, what else does everyone not understand?
Zhang Jia sneered, "Hey, isn't this going on? Are you trying to blackmail people?"

The man driving pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked gratefully at Zhang Jia, "Brother, thank you."

"Don't thank me, you should thank him. Didn't he crash your car? Let him pay for your mental damage." Zhang Jia looked at the old man who shrank aside with disdain, "Sure enough, that It’s true, it’s not that old people have become bad, but bad people have become old. Judging by your skillful posture of touching porcelain, you’ve touched more than one person or two, right?”

This kind of thing is common, and many people don't want to waste time, talking with others, just spend a few hundred dollars and forget it.

Zhang Jia imitated Shi Luo's indifferent expression when he spoke, and glanced at the other party, "Since you didn't tell the truth, then the story about having a stupid son in the family is also false, right?"

The old man shook his head hurriedly, "No, it's true. I have two sons. The eldest son had a fever when he was a child. He had no money for medical treatment and became a fool. The second son was worried that there would be a foolish elder brother. No one would marry into the family. I went out to work. I haven’t seen my second child for more than ten years. Little brother, I, I have no choice but to do this. If you don’t believe me, you can go to my house with me. My eldest brother is now I'm locked at home."

"Brother, what do you think?" After all, this matter has nothing to do with him, so Zhang Jia asked the man driving.

The old man limped towards the man driving the car. As soon as he arrived, he knelt down and hugged his leg, begging for mercy, "Little brother, I am obsessed with ghosts and want to blackmail you, but I can't help it, my stupid son I have been hungry for a whole day, I am old, and no one wants to find a job. I want to pick up scraps and sell them, but now there are too many people picking up scraps, and I can’t sell them for two or three dollars a day. I didn't lie to you, I really have no money, the most valuable thing in my house is this battery car, or, I'll give you my battery car?"

The head of the car was hit quite badly, and a piece of the head was sunken in. It may cost thousands of dollars to repair.

"Get up." The young man wanted to hide back, but the old man hugged him tightly, and his strength was so great that he almost fell down while struggling.

"Little brother, I really have a hard time. If I were the only one in the family, I would never do this, but I can't let my stupid son starve to death!" The old man burst into tears.

The man driving was a little embarrassed and wanted to break the old man's hand, "If you have something to say, get up and say it, what does it look like?"

No matter who is right or wrong about this matter, if it is posted on the Internet, it will be his fault.

At that time, his family members will be raped by the Internet.

Zhang Jia stepped forward and easily lifted the old man up.

The man driving the car nodded gratefully to Zhang Jia.

"Why do you say you are doing this? You really can't lose money by stealing chickens." Zhang Jia didn't understand the old man's thoughts. You are harming yourself and others."

The old man looked taught, "I know, I will definitely never do this again in the future."

The man driving looked at the front of his car distressedly. He wanted to demand compensation from the old man, but the cautious and frightened appearance of him kneeling on the ground just now made him feel sympathetic.

He also has parents, if his parents beg for help in such a low voice, he must feel distressed.

"Forget it." The man thought that this was a good deed, and he said, "Go away, don't do this again next time, I drove slowly this time, if I drive too fast, you will definitely be injured, then It’s really just like what this brother said, harming others and yourself.”

The old man kept nodding.

He walked over and wanted to help the old man lift the battery car, but the old man hurriedly stepped forward, clutching his legs, "No, no, I will do it myself."

When he got to the front of the car, the old man took a quick look at the front of the car, and quickly looked away. He helped the car, and then turned around to thank the man non-stop. When he was about to leave, Shi Luo said, "Don't go in a hurry."

The old man didn't seem to hear. He had already stepped into the car and was twisting the handlebar, ready to run.

Zhang Jia stepped forward quickly and grabbed the back seat of the car.

The car is a meal.

Zhang Jia tore him down.

Shi Luo glanced at the old man, and said, "Give him back the stolen wallet."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Even though the lights were dim, the onlookers could still see his panic.

After hearing Shi Luo's words, the man driving hurriedly fumbled for his jacket pocket, his face was gloomy, "My wallet is gone."

The old man turned around and ran away, not planning to take his old battery car.

But how could he outrun Zhang Jia?
After walking a few steps, Zhang Jia caught him.

Zhang Jia took out a black wallet from his trousers pocket.

"This wallet is mine!" The man driving the car stepped forward, took the wallet from Zhang Jia, opened it, "I still have more than 1000 yuan in cash in my wallet, but there are too many cards here. The card is also inside, and it would be very troublesome if one is missing.”

After being caught, the old man shook his head and didn't try to defend himself like before.

"I'm going to call the police." The man regretted that he shouldn't have sympathized with the old man just now, "He stole my wallet and touched the porcelain on purpose just now. If you have anything to say, you should talk to the police."

"You rich people are really stingy and bad!" The old man raised his head abruptly, staring at Zhang Jia and the man driving, "I'm in such a miserable state, you don't have any sympathy at all, if something happens to me, my family will Even a fool can't live, you are all sinners."

After saying that, the old man took out a pair of small scissors and pressed it against his neck, "Let me go, or I will die for you to see. Anyway, I have been a vagabond for half my life. It doesn't make any difference whether I want my life or not."

Zhang Jia wanted to move, but the old man pointed at him, "Don't move, if you move again, I'll kill you."

He really stabbed the scissors into the flesh.

Zhang Jia could only stop, he looked back at Shiluo.

As long as Miss Shi makes a move, the old man's threat is not to be feared.

Shi Luo didn't move.

She won't waste a talisman on this scum.

The onlookers who spoke for the old man just now felt a little pain in the face, and no one spoke for him now.

"It sounds like a police car." Someone said suddenly.

Everyone listen carefully.

Sure enough, the siren of the police car came from far to near, they didn't expect to arrive so fast.

The old man was a little anxious, so he stabbed the scissors in the neck again, and shouted loudly, "I'll count to three, if you don't let me go, I'll die for you right away!"

"one."

Before the count of 'two' was reached, a figure suddenly appeared behind the old man, quickly grabbed the scissors from the old man's hand with one hand, and Qu Aiguo said, "There is no need to count."

When the old man threatened himself with scissors, Ming Xun glanced at Qu Aiguo in the car. Qu Aiguo agreed and left quietly. When no one was looking, he walked behind the old man along the path.

The police car was parked nearby.

"Why is it you again?" The traffic policeman frowned when he saw the old man at the first sight.

From the tone of his voice, the old man was obviously a habitual offender.

One of the two traffic police questioned and the other took pictures.

In order to clear the blockage as soon as possible, the traffic police dealt with it very quickly.

Waiting for a few people to return to the car, it only took 10 minutes before and after.

"Miss Shi, is the old man's son really a fool?" Zhang Jia didn't believe what the old man said just now, and asked Shi Luo.

Shi Luo nodded.

Qu Aiguo, who was driving, snorted, "As long as he is like this, he probably won't pay much attention to his son."

It is estimated that the old man used the fool's son as an excuse to win sympathy from others.

Sometimes compassion can really help.

It's like being a disabled beggar on the street asking for money.

Shi Luomei refuted Qu Aiguo's words.

"Poor that fool's son." Zhang Jia sighed.

"If you're curious, you can take a look." Shi Luo said unexpectedly.

Zhang Jia looked back at Shi Luo in confusion, "Miss Shi, we don't know where the old man lives."

"Are you stupid? He hasn't been taken away yet, won't you ask?" Qu Aiguo said.

Zhang Jia slapped his forehead and felt that he was really out of his mind.

"Luoluo wants to take a look?" Ming Xun asked in a low voice.

"Resolve Zhang Jia's confusion." Shi Luo replied.

"Miss Shi, you are so kind." Zhang Jia said movedly.

After Shi Luo had finished speaking, Zhang Jia stopped hesitating, got out of the car, and went to ask the old man's house. He used the excuse of wanting to send some food to his idiot son.

It is true that the old man lives nearby.

(End of this chapter)