Chapter 9 Money for Car Repair

Under the leadership of the school leader and a junior, we searched one class by one, and finally found the man who scratched my beloved BMW in an electrician class. At this time, he was holding an electric pliers and doing something.

I tilted my head and looked at the window for a long time, and finally I was sure it was this boy. I turned my head and said to the director, "Hey, call the kid in blue clothes out for me, yes, that's it."

The director walked in sweating profusely, said hello to the teacher who was in class, then walked to the student's side and whispered a few words in his ear. Then I saw the boys in the whole class staring at me.

"Mom, who are you scaring?" I scolded very dissatisfiedly. Xia Lao Er was not as good-tempered as me. He kicked the door open with a "bang" and rushed forward to kick the student who was talking to the director far away.

Then I heard the whole class making a fuss. Cursing, stomping, copying guys. But no one dares to come forward.

Just seeing the scar on Xia Lao Er's forehead, the group of children who were still hanging out at school were already depressed. After I led the five children in, the class of students retreated in shock.

I patted Xia Laoer on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be so angry. Isn't it just a group of children?" When I was talking, I saw the boy who scraped my BMW car was still holding the electric pliers in his hand. I walked to him funny, stuck out my head and shouted, "Come on, knock here, aren't you very good at it? Even my car dares to be scratched. What else can't you do?"

The boy was obviously unconvinced and his eyes were red, but he didn't cry. I slapped him in the face. There was silence around, and there were no people panting. They all held their breath one by one.

I hooked my fingers: "Take it away." The three juniors behind him immediately dragged him out. At the door, he reacted and shouted loudly: "Zhang Bao, Liu Donglin, ** Mom, help me quickly! Director! Teacher! Hurry up and save me!"

Maybe he shouted like this, which awakened everyone's conscience. A student immediately gathered the guy around me, shouted loudly and threatened, "Damn, let Deng Nan go!"

"Let people go! If you *** don't let anyone go, I'll knock you to death with a stick!"

Anyway, the whole class was noisy, but I didn't listen to a few words. How many of these students really have the courage to move the ground on Tai Sui's head?

I picked my ear, waved my hand to let Xia Er go out, and punched the boy who shouted the loudest in the face.

"Putong." After a punch, the boy was beaten back three steps by me, and finally sat on the ground with one butt.

The classroom was silent again. I took off my coat and threw it on the windowsill casually, saying, "Who will play with my brother?"

All the students who surrounded me took a step back neatly. A boy whispered to his companion, "Don't do it. This is Brother Jiu. We can't afford to provoke him."

From his ostentative appearance, I can be sure that he is also out of the crowd, with yellow hair, gold chains, and tied hands.

I glanced at him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, turned it upside down on the cigarette box twice, threw it into my mouth, and walked out of the classroom arrogantly. Of course, I didn't forget to take away my coat before leaving.

The movement of this classroom just now has already attracted the attention of the students around them. They stretched out their heads one after another. When they saw my red dragon tattoo, they hid in the classroom one by one.

Students should be good students. What kind of underworld are they? Damn it!

Open the door, get on the car, close the door, step on the accelerator, and drive.

A row of vans left the scene one after another. I leaned on the car and sat down to imagine what the teachers would behave like after we left. They must have shouted one by one: "Damn, what the hell!"

The car drove directly to the fitness center, and the boy was pulled to the second floor by three strong men.

When Mr. Xia saw that there was nothing wrong, he went for a massage with a lewd smile.

"You are really bold." I praised the student with a little weak legs while standing.

"Big.. Brother, I was wrong. I won't dare next time." The student was crying when he spoke.

Originally, I didn't plan to do anything to him, but the money for this car to be painted is also a considerable amount of money. We can't let him scratch it for nothing, can we?

I pointed to the chair next to him to sit down, and then handed him a cigarette. I smiled and said, "Little brother, it was wrong for me to punch you at the bank. I apologize to you."

He was so scared that he quickly waved his hand: "No.. No, no!"

"Oh, no need.. Ha ha, that's good. But.." My face suddenly changed and I said viciously, "But my car was broken by you. How can I calculate this account?"

"This..." The student's face turned pale.

I sighed helplessly and took out my mobile phone and handed it to him: "Call home and say that you are here, Futai Fitness Center, and ask them to take the money to pick up the person. If you don't make this call, it's okay. You will live here in the future, and I won't starve you for two meals a day.

Seeing this kid's dull eyes, I was furious. He didn't even dare to answer my mobile phone!

I roared, "Two people give me to take care of this little brother. Don't kill him."

"Hit! I'll hit! Can't I hit it?" The student made a phone call frantically.

Things went well, very smooth, with only a little accident. The student's parents thought it was blackmail, but they actually brought more than a dozen or twenty workers with hoes and other weapons to ask for help. When they saw the dozens of big men in the fitness center, they still compromised obediently.

The parents were very "reasonable" and took out 10,000 yuan, saying that 6,000 of them were my car repair fee, and the other 4,000 were an apology to me.

Damn, do you think I can get you out of this place safely without taking out this 4,000 yuan?

In the evening, treat me to dinner.

The gangster society is like this. No matter what, if they help you, you have to be interested, right? So I wrapped up the whole 'rich family', and the people in the fifties forced me to eat more than 7,000 yuan. Maybe in the end, Xia Laoer couldn't see it and paid 5,000 yuan to buy wine by himself.

Damn, I only took 10,000 yuan and ate nearly 20,000 yuan for dinner. My car hasn't been repaired yet!

I slapped the table viciously: "Fuck, next time I'll treat you to fried rice noodles for three yuan!"

There was a large middle finger around him, and one of the younger brothers was obviously a little high. He staggered over, holding a bottle of five-grain liquid in his hand, and muttered, "Wine, wine is fun..." As soon as he finished speaking, he lay on the ground.

Alas, I have to pay for the repair of this car myself!