"Why are you like this? My car didn't hit you at all, you pulled me like this, this is obviously touching porcelain!"

As soon as Liang Fei and Ning Jiuwei squeezed into the crowd, they heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

The two hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, but saw a small car parked at the intersection. In front of the car, Han Xueying was standing there with her eyebrows frowning, talking to a middle-aged man who was sitting on the ground holding his legs and screaming there.

"What are you touching porcelain? It's clear that you hit me!"

The middle-aged man didn't care what Han Xueying said, he just hugged his thighs and pretended to howl there, while threatening Han Xueying: "I don't care, if you hit me, you have to compensate!"

"Well, since you said I hit you, I'll take you to the hospital now. ”

Han Xueying was so angry with him that she couldn't do anything, and when she saw everyone who didn't know the right face pointing at her, she immediately said to the middle-aged man.

"No, I can't get up from being hit now, you pay me money, wait for me to go to the hospital for treatment!"

The middle-aged man pretended to rub his knees, but he refused to get up, and he kept shouting to Han Xueying for money.

"Okay, how much do you say it costs?"

Han Xueying obviously wanted something urgent, and she couldn't be entangled by this person, so she had to ask angrily.

"Five thousand, you hit me lightly, with the treatment fee and nutrition fee, you will pay me at least five thousand!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said.

"What? Five thousand, what are you ...... It's blackmail!"

Han Xueying originally wanted to give him two hundred yuan, but she didn't expect this guy who touched porcelain to have such a big appetite, and she was so angry that her eyebrows rose upside down, and her whole body trembled slightly.

The people around him can now see that the middle-aged man is blackmailing, but no one is willing to stand up and help Han Xueying speak, so they only look at the joke coldly on the sidelines.

"Assistant Han!"

Just when Han Xueying had nothing to do, she saw Liang Fei and Ning Jiuwei stand up and walk towards Han Xueying with a smile.

"Mr. Liang, Miss Ning, it's you!"

Han Xueying was worried that she didn't come to relieve herself, but now when she saw Liang Fei and Ning Jiuwei coming, she suddenly came forward as if she had seen a savior.

"Mr. Liang, he ......"

Han Xueying was about to ask Liang Fei for help, but saw Liang Fei stretch out his hand to soothe her emotions, and said with a smile: "Assistant Han, don't worry, I have a way to deal with this kind of scoundrel." ”

Just now, after confirming that this middle-aged man was really a porcelain toucher, Liang Fei already had a way to deal with him in his heart. At this time, he nodded to Han Xueying and Ning Jiuwei, signaling them not to worry, and then walked to the middle-aged man's side.

"Hey, little girl, it's useless for you to find help. You hit me, do you want to find someone to beat me?"

Seeing Liang Fei pressing forward with an unkind face, the middle-aged man only felt a void in his heart, and hurriedly shouted at Han Xueying.

"Liang Fei ......"

Ning Jiuwei and Han Xueying were also quite worried that Liang Fei would come hard, and they both shouted behind him in unison.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, I'm a civilized person, how can I do such a barbaric thing as beating people?"

Liang Fei smiled and nodded at Han Xueying, then turned his face again, and patted his right hand on the middle-aged man's back. And as soon as his fingers touched his back, a spiritual power overflowed and penetrated into the middle-aged man's acupoint.

This spiritual power is soft and unconscious, and after entering the body, ordinary people can't feel it at all. Although the middle-aged man was invaded by spiritual power, he was unaware.

Seeing Liang Fei's gentle expression, the middle-aged man's hanging heart finally let go. At the moment, he put on his previous posture, and even if Liang Fei helped him, he didn't get up, and finally simply lay down on the ground, and said with a big rogue role: "I don't care, if you hit someone, you have to lose money, otherwise I won't let you go!"

"You're a man...... I'm telling you, if you do this again, I'm going to call the police!"

Seeing that Liang Fei didn't seem to be able to put this guy on the table, Han Xueying's eyes were already red with anxiety, and she scolded loudly.

"Call the police? Hehe, little girl, do you dare to call the police if you hit someone? Okay, you report it, and let the police handle it. ”

The middle-aged man was obviously a porcelain professional, and he had dealt with the police many times, and now he had reached the point of being fearless, that is, lying on the ground alive and unable to get up.

Han Xueying was so anxious that she was about to call the police, but she saw Liang Fei suddenly wink at him and signaled her not to call the police first.

Seeing Liang Fei's confident look, Han Xueying was stunned, but quickly obeyed Liang Fei's meaning and did not call the police.

Liang Fei was waiting there on the ground, standing there looking at the middle-aged man with a funny face.

You must know that although his method of fixing people is not commonly used, it is tried and tested repeatedly for those scoundrels. This scoundrel who touched porcelain dared to provoke himself and not let him suffer a little, how could he know that Ma Wang Ye had three masters!

Sure enough, just five minutes after the middle-aged man lay on the ground, his voice suddenly became smaller and smaller, so that in the end, he couldn't make a sound, but turned into a dry howl.

At the same time, his hands, which were still waving in the air, suddenly covered his abdomen. Looking at his expression again, it was even more painful as if he had suffocated.

Seeing this scene, Han Xueying, Ning Jiuwei and many onlookers suddenly felt very strange.

What is this really going on, why is this guy who was so arrogant just now, suddenly like this? Looking at his painful look, could it be that he had eaten a bad stomach in the morning?

"Wow...... No more...... I need to go to the toilet!"

When everyone was a little overwhelmed by this scene, the middle-aged man was already holding his stomach and jumping, trying to rush out of the crowd. I suddenly remembered that I was at the scene of the porcelain collision now, and I was still howling that my leg was broken just now, and now I jumped up so fiercely, it seems a little unreasonable, right?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man hurriedly held back the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach like a river and a sea, gritted his teeth and continued to sit on the ground.

Looking at this scene with cold eyes, Liang Fei sneered in his heart, and secretly said: Pretend! grandson, I see how long you can pretend?

"Mom, I really can't stand it......"

Sure enough, it didn't take a few seconds, the middle-aged man seemed to have been pricked in the ass by a wasp, and he was about to get up again, where could he care about asking for money again, lifting his pants, and getting out of the crowd in a hurry.

Seeing his appearance, the onlookers reacted, pointed to the guy's back, and let out a burst of laughter.

A farce ended here, and seeing that there was no more excitement to see, everyone dispersed.