Seeing me coming over, the two strong men nodded at me expressionlessly, while I squatted opposite the old man.
"Old man, should you thank me?"
As soon as these words came out, the three people, including the strong man, were all stunned...
The old man hurriedly retreated behind the big tree a few times, his voice obviously trembling.
"I thank you? I thank you for giving me a breath?"
I nodded seriously: "Yes, is there any problem?"
"Do you think I'm bullying you? Or..."
I pointed to the strong man beside me: "Or do you think they are murderers?"
I stood up slowly, and then walked over to him. With a sideways glance, I saw a light red mark on his cheekbone.
I was not polite at all and pressed it directly. The old man screamed in pain.
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts."
I slowly let go of my hand and looked down at him: "It's okay if it hurts! You've done absolutely no bad things in your life, so I'm giving you pain to atone for your sins!"
"I'm really not trying to scare you. With your virtue, you will have to go through the eighteen levels of hell twice."
The old man stared at me and opened his mouth, and suddenly laughed: "Don't follow me like crazy, are you scared?"
"If you're afraid I'll go out and call the police!"
I laughed and said nothing.
When the old man saw that I was silent, he became even more arrogant. He stood up directly and pointed at the tips of our three noses.
"Damn it, why don't you dig a hole for me to bury today, or..."
He snorted a cold sound from his nose and stretched out his hand: "Or pay for the medical expenses!"
I just couldn't bear it and thought that at such an old age, I shouldn't bully him too much.
However, now he is still thinking about money, which is called stubbornness!
The old man is very persistent!
But having said that, this old man is a typical toad lying on the instep. It doesn't bite, but it is really disgusting.
If I don't keep him in check today, he will definitely intensify his efforts to harm Chen Jiayan.
For such people, reasoning is definitely useless.
It is most appropriate to treat villains as villains do!
I stared at him carefully for a while. As if he noticed something, he closed his mouth suddenly and moved back a few times.
"Old man, you are in very good health."
After saying that, I smiled and patted his shoulder: "You haven't left behind the wine, sex, and wealth!"
"what do you mean?"
"Don't you know what that means? You're so old and you still go to a massage parlor every day? Are you really not afraid of dying on the bed?"
The old man trembled all over and was obviously shocked. He pointed at me and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense here!"
"Your own son gives you money every month, why are you not satisfied? Huh?"
His old, shriveled face suddenly turned red, and he could no longer say a word.
The reason why I am so sure is all from his face.
There was obviously a patch of black-purple Qi on his temple, and it was mottled everywhere.
This position is the palace of husband and wife. If it is a normal couple, this area should be maroon red.
And this purple-black energy is what we often call rotten peach blossoms.
If you look closely, you can see that this black air is mixed with traces of gray air.
Gray energy is the main evil in the face, which means that he has a lot of rotten peach blossoms and comes from an unclean place.
Everyone in our profession knows a saying: once you lie down on the prostitute bed, the seedlings will not grow.
If you go to that kind of place too often, you will be really unlucky.
Also, there is a line between his Children's Palace and Wealth Palace, which means that the old man has children and he is not short of money.
Everything combined was what I said to him.
The old man didn't say anything for a long time, so I shook him hard: "What's going on? Are you feeling guilty?"
"No, you, who are you?"
If he could ask this, it meant that he was already timid.
I stood up and patted the ashes on my hands: "The person who saved you."
"So, do you believe me now?"
"Huh? I remember you brought a radio speaker, right? How about I take the speaker to your house and ask?"
The old man stood up in a hurry, nodded and bowed to me, and begged with a bit of cry: "I believe it, I believe it! You are a god!"
"Then what?"
The old man looked confused: "What then?"
"Aren't you going to repent?"
He thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Then shall I burn incense?"
"You took the money you got and burned incense for the gods. Who are you disgusting with?"
I cleared my throat and made my voice calmer: "Do you know what it means to untie the bell and have to tie the bell? Where did you get the money you blackmailed from? Return it as soon as possible. You can live for two more years."
"Then, then I..."
He took out a stack of red bills from his arms, his eyes filled with unwillingness, and he sighed heavily.
"I just took this, and I'll pay back the rest slowly, okay?"
I glanced at him up and down, and snatched the money away: "I didn't rob you, you repented from your own heart."
"Yes Yes Yes."
After a pause, the old man asked softly: "Then, can I leave?"
"Doesn't it cost me money to show you your face? 200!"
As I said that, I already stretched out my hand.
The old man's face was wrinkled into a bitter melon. I was afraid that he would cry, but he reluctantly took out 200 yuan from his pocket and put it in my hand.
Seeing him turn around and leave, he bowed deeply to the two bald men.
"Brothers, this wad of money belongs to others and cannot be touched."
After that, I handed the 200 yuan into his hand: "It's not much money, just use it to buy cigarettes for my two brothers."
However, they just waved their hands, turned around and left.
