mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 1153

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at the motorbike team that was driving to the front of the bus, lined up in a formation of wild geese spreading their wings, occupying most of the lane, and he was sure in his heart that this was still a crime committed by a gang.

"Brother, now... what should we do now?" The driver looked at Xiao Feng with a look of pleading for help in his eyes.

First he was reminded to check the driving recorder, and then he was reminded to call the police. The two incidents made the driver faintly regard Xiao Feng as the backbone.

"You continue to call the police, I'll go down and have a look."

After saying a word, Xiao Feng walked out of the car door.

There are seven motorcycles in total, three on the left and three on the right. There are a total of twelve people on six motorcycles, and the one in the middle just happens to stand out.

At this time, the man on the motorcycle in the middle took off his helmet, and after getting out of the car, he quickly ran to the old sheep herding man and shouted, "Father, why did our sheep die?"

"It was this car that hit him, and he still refuses to admit it!" The old sheep-herding man pointed at the bus with a sad and indignant tone, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

At this time, 12 other people also got out of the car and came over to stand and cheer.

"Brother, our sheep can't just die in vain!"

"Yes! He must be made to lose money!"

"Killing for life, killing sheep for money, this is the rule since ancient times, we can't let him go so easily!"

The man waved his hand to stop the noise from the people around him. He walked to the door of the bus and said to the driver, "You, come down!"

"Don't mess around, I have a driving recorder in my car, and I have already called the police, and the police will be here soon!" the driver said boldly.

Just after the driver finished talking about calling the police and installing a driving recorder on the car, Xiao Feng noticed that the old sheep-herding man's eyes had changed significantly.

The man who was talking to the driver at the car door smiled dismissively: "Call the police, if you don't call the police, I will call the police.

Don't be afraid, although I have many brothers with me, we abide by the law and it is impossible to fight.

I, Xia Deyuan, have always persuaded people with reasoning. You can inquire about this generation. "

"When the police come over, I will naturally get out of the car and explain the situation." The driver refused to get out of the driveway.

As soon as the words were finished, the old sheep-herding man suddenly let out a scream, fumbled his hands around his body, and said in a panic, "Money! My money is gone!"

The man who claimed to be Xia Deyuan left the car door, walked back to the old sheep herder, and asked, "Dad, have you lost your money?"

"I lost it." The old man nodded his head heavily, and then with a mournful face, he turned around anxiously: "That's the money to buy medicine for your mother. The sheep is dead, and the money is lost, so I won't live anymore!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to hit the bus with his head.

Many onlookers around who were conquered by the old man's acting skills hurried forward to stop him, so that they could persuade the old man to come down.

At this time, Xia Deyuan gave his subordinate with afro hair a wink.

Afro nodded slightly, squeezed through the crowd, ran up to the old man, and asked, "Uncle, think about it, when was the last time you saw money.

Maybe you were herding sheep and lost your money halfway.

If you recall carefully, with so many of us, we will definitely be able to help you get your money back. "

The old man scratched his head for a while, and after a while, he slapped his thigh and said: "I remembered, when I got on the bus, the money was still in my pocket, and when I got off the bus, it was gone."

"That is to say..." Afro deliberately paused, and then said rhythmically: "Is the money lost on the bus?"

"It must be!" The old man said with great certainty.

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers retreated one after another.

They remembered clearly that after the old man got into the car, he didn't have any physical contact with anyone, and when he got off the car, he didn't see any money on the ground.

However, the old man swears that he left the money on the bus, which is a bit of a rascal.

"Come on, I'll go to the car with you to look for it." Afro pulled the old man towards the bus, and the other 11 people followed suit.

Xiao Feng glanced at Xia Deyuan who was standing still with a faint smile on his lips, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

This person is not afraid of the video taken by the driving recorder as evidence of their gang's affair?
Soon, the answer will be revealed...

After the explosive head pulled the old man into the car, he asked the old man what happened before.

The old man explained the situation truthfully, and talked about his approximate range of activities.

When it came to the driver's refusal to admit that he killed the sheep, Afro suddenly got into trouble, grabbed the driver by the collar, and lifted him from the driver's seat.

Eleven people rushed up behind them, and the front half of the carriage suddenly became a mess.

"Is this taking advantage of the chaos to delete the video taken by the driving recorder?" Xiao Feng suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Xia Deyuan frowned, looked Xiao Feng up and down, and said vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am, hurry up and finish the process you have prepared, don't delay too long." Xiao Feng said lightly.

Xia Deyuan was even more puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

Xiao Feng didn't answer any more, and watched the show with peace of mind.

At this time, the explosive head raised his arms and shouted: "Calm down!"

There was a loud shout, and there was no sound in the carriage.

It's just that many people are very speechless, obviously you are the least calm, okay?
After everyone quieted down, Afro asked the old man, "Uncle, how much money did you lose?"

Stamping his feet, the old man cried, "I didn't even count, I wrapped it in toilet paper, and there were small change and real money in it, which could be almost 1 yuan."

The explosive head nodded, looked at the driver and said, "It's not too much to ask you to pay five thousand for killing a sheep, right?

My uncle lost [-] yuan in your car, you can ask whoever found the money in the car, and just ask him to hand it over. "

The driver's expression was uglier than crying. He looked back at the passengers in the car and said, "Did anyone pick up the money?"

Passengers said no. Although some people questioned the authenticity of the old man's loss of money, but due to the fact that there were many people with explosive headbands, and they were away from home, they did not dare to say it outright.

"No?" The explosive head stepped on the seat next to him and said angrily, "It was obviously thrown in the car. If you really didn't find it, do you dare to let us search it?"

"If you didn't find it, you didn't find it. What right do you have to do a body search?" A young man wearing glasses protested, "You can do a body search if you want. When the police come, let them search."

The afro beckoned, motioning the young man to come closer.

The young man said: "Please take a picture with your mobile phone, I don't believe he dared to hit me."

After speaking, he swaggered and walked towards the afro.

Passengers took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but couldn't help but sweat for the young man.

"I'm here, what do you want?" the young man asked loudly.

The explosive head grinned: "Of course I want you to see it, dare I hit you!"

As soon as the words fell, the explosive head raised his fist and greeted the young man's face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The young man screamed, covering his mouth and nose, scarlet blood flowed from his fingers.

Passengers holding up their mobile phones to take videos were dumbfounded. No one could have imagined that the afro would dare to be so unscrupulous!

And then, the next question that followed was, would he be the next one to be beaten?
(End of this chapter)