Soon, Zhang Feng and Murong Xiner arrived at the scene of the accident.

At this time, many people were already surrounded here.

This is the intersection, and there are shops and restaurants next to the road. In addition, it is lunch time... the flow of people is also relatively large.

So when there was any movement here, it quickly attracted the attention of passers-by and surrounded them.

"I hit someone. This old man is so old, and it's really pitiful to be hit by a car."

"Yes, little girl, you hit someone, hurry up and pay the money."

"Don't say so early. Who can guarantee that this is not a mess? The little girl should call the police quickly."

"There are more and more troubles in the past few years, so you have to be cautious, and it is more safe to call the police."

"Don't think people are so bad or not. This old man is kind and does not look like a person who is trying to deal with the car. You are in the same group as this driver."

As soon as Zhang Feng and Murong Xiner came over, they heard passers-by discussing each other, expressing their opinions.

Among the crowd, an old man in his sixties was lying on the ground.

The old man was silver-white, meticulously combed, and was wearing a clean Tang suit, and looked kind-hearted... he looked like a scholar, not like a person who was trying to deal with the car.

The owner of the car is a young girl who looks like she is only in her twenties, with her head tied into a high ponytail, and just looking at her back is a beautiful woman.

At this time, the beautiful car owner stood in front of the car with his hands pinched his waist, glared at the old man in Tang suit, and said angrily: "I said you're done? I just stopped the car, you ran into it on purpose... Then he lay on the ground and said I'm hitting it. Isn't this obvious that you're messing around? Do you think there is no surveillance on the road, and you think there is no dashcam in my car?"

"Get up quickly, my aunt is still in a hurry."

"If you don't leave, don't blame my aunt for calling the police to arrest you. Get out of here quickly and don't make any mistakes."

At this time, the beautiful car owner shouted angrily, his shoulders kept shaking and gasping, obviously being very angry.

And her voice sounded, and Murong Xiner, who was standing next to Zhang Feng, showed surprise on her face and shouted, "Han Qingxue, it's really you."

The voice did not fall, and she hurried over.

When the beautiful car owner heard Murong Xiner's voice, he quickly turned his head and said in surprise: "Xin'er, why are you... why are you here? It's such a coincidence. I was about to go to Tang Pharmaceutical to find you, but I didn't expect we met here."

"Hehe, it's all fate... When did you return to China?"

"I just returned to China and just got off the plane and didn't even eat it. I originally planned to go find you to have something to eat, but who knew I had encountered someone who was trying to get a carnival."

Han Qingxue said with a serious face, and raised her hand to point at the old man in Tang suit: "Now people who are stumbled by the car are so professional, and they dress up neatly and look like an old professor. This is to use everyone's first impression and cognitive psychology, making everyone think that he is not a liar or a stumbled by the car... Then it can make the public think that the car owner has really hit someone and achieve their goal of stumbled by the car, hum!"

"Why are you talking? You young man is unreasonable. You obviously hit me by driving, so why did you become a mess?"

"Young man, I just said I asked you to pay for money, but I was angry and didn't want to ask you for money."

"But now you actually say that I am a mess. I, I... I'm really serious. Today, you either send me to the hospital for examination or pay for it, or I won't get up. Even if you call the police... I'm the victim of the collision, I'm the one who makes sense. I'm not afraid of you."

The old man in Tang costume pointed at Han Qingxue and said righteously.

I don’t know how much grievance he suffered.

Passersby also heard the old man's words and spoke out for him.

"Little girl, if you knock someone like this, can you leave without paying any money? It's not moral for you to do this."

"I'm pretty, this car is also a million-level new energy vehicle, but why is your character so bad?"

"Yes, please pay for it now. Why is the quality of this young man so bad now? He really angered me."

"Call the media and directly expose the little girl's incompetent behavior, which ruined him."

Passers-by shouted.

Han Qingxue's face was extremely difficult to see, and it was so gloomy that it was about to drip out of water. She and Murong Xin'er were best friends, and they just returned to China today... They were originally going to find Murong Xin'er to give her a surprise.

But who knew that as soon as she drove here, she met this old man who was stumbled on the car, and such a group of indiscriminate passers-by, which made her so angry.

"I'm unlucky. After saying how much you want, I'll just treat it as a charity."

Han Qingxue's face turned pale and she was also ready to admit that she was unlucky. Anyway, a few thousand yuan was nothing to her.

I just thought it was just spending money to learn a lesson, don’t let this matter continue, and quickly solve the problem.

"Five thousand, just give me five thousand dollars."

"Let me tell you first. After I get the 5,000 yuan, I will go to the hospital for a check-up. If I have no problem, I will donate all the remaining money to the Red Cross, and I will not leave a penny."

"I'm just angry that I have to seek justice for myself, that's not a fool."

The old man in Tang suit stretched out his five fingers and said righteously.

As his words came out, the passers-by immediately burst into cheers and applause.

Zhang Feng stood in the crowd without saying anything, but his eyes swept across the passers-by who set the rhythm from beginning to end, and observed the old man. He found that those who set the rhythm on purpose were strange, and the old man had eye contact from time to time.

It's obvious!

They are clearly a gang, a professional gang of gangs.

The old man dressed up neatly, making people feel that he is an old professor-level figure.

In the public's impression, people who hit the car are dressed in ordinary clothes, or they are dressed in tatters, but this hitting gang goes the opposite way, dresses very cleanly and dresses very neatly.

In this way, although they cannot arouse the sympathy of passers-by, they will make everyone feel that they are not flirting with the car, but they are simply hit by a car. They are so angry that they need some money. In this way, they will not fail, but will increase their success rate.

I have to say that this team is professional and very mature.

"Five thousand dollars, right? I'll give you ten thousand."

Han Qingxue said coldly, and then took out a stack of cash from her bag and threw it to the old man in Tang suit.

"Young man, I'm not a fool. If you don't believe me, you can accompany me to the hospital for examination. See if I will donate some money after the examination."

After the old man in Tang suit got the money, he stood up tremblingly and said, and the people from the way he said he was praised again. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!