My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 195 No money to compensate you, throw it back

The two asked at the same time, "What's wrong with you?"

Nian Slowly was about to answer, when there was a strange commotion in the crowd.

The eyes of the three people cast their eyes not far away.

A man with a cane and wearing a worn-out cotton coat came limping.

His hair was long to his shoulders and was in a mess. There were streaks of dust on his face, and he hadn't washed his face for many days.

"Hey, it stinks."

"Who let the beggar in?"

"It's disgusting, why didn't anyone kick him out? It stinks, there's an unpleasant smell in the air."

"..."

The people at the scene retched one after another, and looked at the man who looked like a homeless man with contemptuous eyes.

The homeless man bumped into one of the women who was holding a coffee as if on purpose, or accidentally.

"Ah~."

The coffee in the woman's hand spilled all over her body, and she screamed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The homeless man bowed down humblely to apologize to her.

The woman yelled at him with a face full of reluctance, "What do you mean it wasn't intentional, you clearly did it on purpose!"

"I really didn't mean it, I'm really sorry."

The homeless man apologized patiently with a simple and honest face.

"boom."

The woman smashed the cup in his hand to his feet, furious, "You did it on purpose, I don't need your apology, how much is my coat, you pay me according to the price!"

The homeless man raised his face timidly, his eyes full of hidden dangers, "How much?"

"Heh." The woman couldn't help sneering, with an arrogant and contemptuous look on her face.

She raised the corners of her lips and satirized him bitterly, "My coat is 8 yuan, can you beggar get it out?"

"Oh, that's right. If you can afford 8 yuan, you won't be so poor."

The homeless man was not angry at her words. He lowered his head and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I really don't have the money to pay for your coat. Otherwise, why don't you throw it back?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"Could it be something wrong with your brain?"

"That's right, he's a madman. Just the ragged clothes on his body are worth a few dollars. If you want to throw them back, you'll be cleared."

"..."

The people around kept talking about him.

Except for a few people who remained on the sidelines indifferently, others stood on the woman's side and kept blaming the tramp.

Her feminine face turned pale.

She turned around and poured a glass of water, and splashed it neatly on the homeless man's face.

With a ferocious expression on his face, "It's really shameless, you just want to get even with this torn clothes on your body? My clothes are 8 yuan, you can't afford it, can you?"

The homeless man was not angry when he was splashed with water. He lowered his head and silently wiped the water off his face.

His low self-esteem attitude, the voice is very soft, "I'm sorry, how can I compensate you?"

"you!!!"

The woman put her hands on her waist, looking like she was going crazy with anger.

"compensation!!"

The woman rolled her black eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the fruit knife on the table, and quickly grabbed the fruit knife, "Chop off a finger, and it will be evened."

silence.

Everyone's face turned a little pale.

It would be too bloody to chop off a finger, it is really terrible.

The homeless man stared at the fruit knife with a cold light, motionless, and never picked it up.

The woman sneered and mocked, "Oh, why, don't you dare? I thought you couldn't afford to pay compensation, but it turns out that you can't even afford to pay for a single finger."

"How did you, a beggar, get in here? Who let you in?"

(End of this chapter)