Infinite 1000-meter robot, wiped out the human traffickers at the start.

"Dad!" "Old man!"

Several people rushed over from the crowd, their faces filled with anger and anxiety.

The onlookers quickly made way for the group.

Their gazes were full of sympathy; their family had been in a car accident, how pitiful!

Some people in the know looked at the family with strange eyes.

The old man had been there for ages, trying to stage an accident, but none of these people showed up. They didn't expect that as soon as something happened, they would suddenly appear.

They wouldn't believe it if it wasn't a group trying to stage an accident.

"Oh, how pitiful. And that driver, I just saw him speed up! He deserves to die! If you can't drive, don't drive. Instead, you're causing trouble for people."

"Exactly, this kind of person should be sentenced to a few years in prison so he can reflect on his actions. It would be best to also revoke his driver's license so he can never drive again."

"that…"

A person nearby interrupted the discussion and whispered:

"You guys didn't see it just now, but that old man was trying to scam cars. He's already hit several cars, but he hasn't succeeded yet."

When I bumped into this Mercedes, the driver probably stepped on the gas pedal in a panic, which caused the old man to be thrown into the air.

Coincidentally, those people appeared right after the old man's accident.

Do you think this is a coincidence?

The passersby, unaware of what had happened, only saw the car had hit someone and were discussing it. Hearing the explanation from the person next to them, they exchanged bewildered glances.

They never expected the old man to be a con artist; they thought he had been hit by someone while crossing the street.

Then everyone looked at the group of people rushing towards the accident scene, their expressions complicated.

If you walk the night too often, you're bound to run into a ghost. And here we are, isn't this one?

They also dislike people who stage accidents to extort money; nobody wants to be inexplicably scammed, except for those with a saintly heart.

Just then, another person nearby, still clearly displeased with the man's explanation, retorted, "Heh, does that mean people who stage accidents deserve to die? No matter what, it's still a human life. Is this what you learned in nine years of compulsory education? Tsk tsk, pathetic! Lamentable!"

The man had only meant well by reminding everyone, but upon hearing this man's retort, his face turned extremely ugly. However, not wanting to cause trouble, he merely glanced at the man and then ignored him.

However, a young man standing nearby couldn't stand it.

"We didn't learn anything, but from what you're saying, you're still one of those who slipped through the net, or did your nine years of compulsory education just teach you how to be a saint?"

Before the man could speak, the young man continued in a cold tone, "I hate people like you the most. When someone falls into the water and others go to save them, you make sarcastic remarks. When asked to go, you say it's none of your business. When someone is in a disaster and others donate money, you make sarcastic remarks again. When asked to donate, you say you have no money. When someone is scammed and gets cheated, you're still here making sarcastic remarks. When you get scammed, you'll be the one jumping up and down the hill. Calling you a saint is an understatement; you're just selfish and self-serving."

The man's face turned ashen from those words, and his eyes blazed with fury as he glared at the young man.

The young man's points resonated deeply with him, as several of them were things he had experienced himself.

He glared at the young man, gritting his teeth and cursing fiercely, "You motherfucker, say it again, and I'll kill you!"

The young man laughed dismissively, pointed to his head, and said, "Come on, hit me! Hit me if you dare! If you don't dare, you're nothing but a bastard today!"

Those nearby, seeing the two arguing as if about to fight, immediately made way for them.

The man glared at the young man with eyes blazing with fury, then, pointing a trembling finger at him, nodded angrily, "Fine, fine, you've got guts! You just wait!"

After saying that, he turned around and rode away on his bike.

The young man curled his lip, "Damn! I knew you were just showing off! Taking other people's things and using your own, what an idiot!"

The people around nodded in agreement, clearly not having a good impression of the person who had just ridden away on his bicycle.

This kind of person likes to be generous with other people's money, but when it comes to their own, they are more stingy than anyone else.

All eyes turned to the scene of the car accident.

Two men and one woman rushed towards the Mercedes, while an elderly woman with slightly gray hair rushed towards the old man who had been thrown dozens of meters away.

She ran while wailing, "Someone's been killed! Damn it, someone's been hit and killed!"

Meanwhile, the two men and one woman who rushed to the Mercedes were angrily pounding on the driver's side window.

"Open the door! You fucking open the door!"

"Open the door, you son of a bitch! How dare this bastard run over my dad! I'll kill him!"

"Murder! Everyone call the police! The Mercedes driver has hit and killed someone!" the woman shouted to those around her while pulling hard on the car door handle.

But by this time, the people around already knew roughly what had happened, and no one went to help.

But people still wanted to watch the show, and the crowd around them grew larger and larger, with no one leaving.

On the other side, the old woman rushed to the old man and immediately knelt down in front of him, pounding the ground with her hands and crying, "Old man, wake up! How could you just abandon us, mother and children, like this? Old man, wake up!"

The sound of crying was so heartbreaking that anyone who heard it would be moved to tears.

Many passersby were also infected, watching this scene with deeply moved expressions.

Those who are sentimental are already secretly wiping away tears.

At this moment, their hearts swayed towards the old woman; she was so pitiful.

"Love! No matter what, it's a life. The driver bears undeniable responsibility."

"Yeah, sigh, what a tragedy! Why would anyone want to stage an accident for insurance fraud? What if a car couldn't brake in time, and the person was killed?"

The young man who had just been arguing with the group looked at them with disdain and curled his lip. "What a mess? Their whole family is probably just waiting here to stage an accident. Do you believe that if that old man hadn't been hit and killed today, that Mercedes driver would have been sued to death? It's not about who cries the most pitifully or who appears weak."

The somber atmosphere was instantly dispelled by the young man's words.

They glanced at the young man with surprised looks, then shook their heads and continued watching the spectacle.

This time, however, they didn't show any sadness; instead, they quietly became bystanders.

Just then, everyone noticed that the owner of the Mercedes opened the driver's side door and got out.

Everyone looked over and couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise.

"Holy crap, it's an old man?"

"At your age, can you still drive?"

"That old man didn't die unjustly. I guess he panicked and stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake?"

"Tsk tsk, this old man must be over 70 years old, right? Of all people to mess with, why would he go after someone this age? Who knows who will end up extorting whom? It's hilarious."

When the two men and one woman arrived at the Mercedes, they noticed that the driver was an old man. His trembling appearance made them wonder if he might kick the bucket at any moment.

However, since their father died, this man cannot die in vain; today, they must make this old man bleed profusely.