ter."Master, but I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble."Wuzhe roared, "Bullsh*t! What trouble could dealing with a small doctor cause me You take people there right now and arrest him directly. If he resi...Ye Bufan drove all the way and soon arrived in Shenbei City.

This place is completely built around Shennongjia, primarily focusing on developing tourism. Although the city isn't very large, it appears very prosperous.

According to his plan, he would rest here for one night and head to Shennongjia Sky Pit tomorrow. There was plenty of time.

Three vehicles entered the city, he wasn't driving fast, letting the people in the car enjoy the scenery of this small town.

Ahead was a signal light post, Ye Bufan slowed down gradually. Just then, an old man suddenly dashed out.

He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car two meters from the target.

The old man was taken aback, clearly not expecting such a quick reaction, but it didn't hinder his next move in the slightest.

He crawled directly on the ground, just like a bomb exploding, he came to the front of the car, and then bumped his head against the bumper beam of the Range Rover.

"Oh my, come quick! He hit someone, he killed them!"

I have to say, this old man though he's getting up there in years and looks a bit frail, his spirit is truly formidable. His voice carries with amazing power, instantly reaching out over a hundred-meter radius.

Nalan Yujia widened her eyes and looked at the old man in front of her, inexplicably asking, "Xiaofan, what is he doing"

Hu YaoYao was also extremely surprised: "Clearly it was this old man who hit our car, why is he still shouting that we hit him"

Although Lu Xue Man didn't speak, she also had a look of bewilderment on her face.

The three people came from the Kunlun Continent and had never seen anything like this scam.

"This is called 'bumping' or 'accidental collision', come on, let me take you down there to open your eyes."

Ye Bufan said, opening the car door, and couldn't help but think of himself bumping into Qin Chuchu back then. Perhaps this old man had also encountered some difficulties in life, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him.

Coming to the car, he glanced at the old man lying on the ground and asked kindly, "Old man, are you alright"

As the saying goes, those who commit crimes have guilty consciences. This old man was acting like he'd been hit because deep down he wasn't sure how things would go, especially with such a luxury car. He was afraid that someone might come out and beat him up.

Seeing that Ye Bufan spoke politely and the several women beside him were both beautiful and kind, he suddenly felt confident.

"How could you say nothing is wrong You hit me with your car, I'm dizzy and aching all over. I'll need to stay in the hospital for at least a year or two..."

This old man was obviously an expert, talking in a long string of sentences. He had a pained expression on his face and kept howling a few times.

Nalan Yugua and the others were utterly baffled. They hadn't even come into contact with this old man, so why was he crying out in such despair

Ye Bufan had already seen that this old man was different from the people who had resorted to scamming others when they were desperate back then, but he still felt pity for him after all, considering his age.

"What do you want to do about it"

"What else can we do, just pay up!" The old man's eyes darted around, then he reached out a hand, "At least five thousand yuan, or this won't be over today."

Now nearly a hundred people have gathered to watch the commotion. When they heard the price, there was an uproar.

It's obvious what's going on, and even some people recognize this old man.

Generally speaking, when someone tries to scam you for a staged accident, they usually ask for around 300 or 200 yuan. This guy just opened his mouth and asked for 5,000 yuan.

"Sure."

Ye Bufan agreed without hesitation. Five thousand yuan was nothing to him. Seeing the old man's age, he considered it a favor to help him.

After he finished speaking, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of one hundred dollar bills, a full ten thousand dollars.

"Master, please take these. You should rest at home more often in the future. Don't go out if you have nothing to do."

Seeing that he had only asked for five thousand, but the other party gave him ten thousand, the old man stared at the stack of banknotes and his eyes lit up instantly.

It seems like I've stumbled upon a big fat sheep today. I should have asked for more before, no, I can't settle for this amount. I need to ask for more.

He grabbed the stack of bills in his hand and then shouted, "This is the money for the inspection, plus the subsequent nutrition fees, nursing fees, and compensation for lost wages. Just give me another 500,000."

His words caused the eyes of everyone around him to widen in astonishment.

"Damn, is this old geezer crazy He's asking for half a million! Is he made of gold"

"I agree, this is a staged accident. He hit his head and is asking for any price..."

The crowd around buzzed with discussion. At first, they were just spectators, enjoying the drama. Now, many of them were angered by the old man's greed.

Ye Bufan's eyes were cold. In fact, for him now, there was no significant difference between ten thousand and one million.

But money is one thing, taking people for fools is another. He can sympathize with this old man, but he cannot condone his greed.

"Are you sure"

Upon catching his gaze, the old man's heart skipped a beat. Still, he mustered his courage and exclaimed, "Of course, I confirm it! Hurry up and bring the money."

Otherwise, I'm going to raise my prices in a bit, and if you don't have one million, you won't be able to leave Shenbei City!

"Well, then this ten thousand isn't right for you. Just bring it back to me."

Ye Bufan finished speaking and with a stretch of his hand, the stack of banknotes in the old man's hand returned to him.

He's not a saint, if the other party is greedy to this extent, don't give them a single cent.

"You...what are you going to do"

Seeing the duck fly away right before his beak, the old man suddenly became furious.

"Give me five hundred thousand right now, or you don't leave today!"

"Is that so Then I'd like to see how you plan to keep me here!"

"This is what you get for yourself. When my son comes, 500,000 won won't even be enough."

The old man clapped his hands and shouted to those around him, "Son, come out!"

By now, hundreds of onlookers had gathered. Everyone turned their eyes toward the throng, and three tall young men walked in.

The three guys had scowling expressions, each with a thick gold chain around their necks and covered in tattoos. They didn't look like they were any good.

"Dad, what's wrong"

The wolf head tattoo asked.

The old man beamed with pride: “This guy hit me with his car and still won’t pay up.”

The wolf head tattoo turned its head, saw a stranger's face, and immediately made up many things in his mind.

This guy reached for his waist and drew out a dagger. “Kid, it’s either money or your life, hand over the cash if you know what’s good for you.”

Ye Bufan's expression turned cold, just about to flare up, when a playful smile suddenly curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'll ask you a question too, is it money or life you want This old man hit my car and wasted so much of my time. I won't ask for much, just one million."

Everyone in the room was taken aback. Was this young man crazy

As the saying goes, a strong dragon doesn't suppress a local snake. At this time, not giving money is already the best outcome; to actually ask for money from them is courting death!

The wolf head tattoo paused for a moment, then let out a series of chuckles.

"Kid, you, an outsider, actually dare to ask me for money I really don't know who gave you the courage"

"Don't you think I'm from around here"

"Ye Bufan chuckled, "Let me tell you, my brother will be here soon. If you don't pay now, none of you will be leaving."

The wolf head tattoo sneered, "Well then, where's your brother Bring him over so I can have a look."

He had figured out that the other person was an outsider and didn't take them seriously at all.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a series of urgent engines roared to life, and seven or eight SUVs drove up.

In the ear-splitting screech of brakes, two or three dozen heavily tattooed thugs jumped out.

Each one of them was holding a steel pipe or baseball bat, looking fierce and menacing.m."Of course it's true, money is no object to me."Omar didn't hesitate, reached into his pocket and pulled out a bank card, handing it to the waiter beside him. The sound of a successful transaction c...