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Chapter 822: Migrant Workers

?Before Ye Huang turned around, another scream came out. When he turned around and looked at it, he was already bleeding. "《》.

Not far from the Huangquan Gate, I saw a Sun Kingdom Honda Accord lying on the roadside. In front of the car, a migrant worker who had just pushed a cart out of the Huangquan fell to the ground with blood. He was covering the wound with one hand and looking helplessly at a fat middle-aged man beside him.

"Do not forget what you have left to you?" After saying to the monk and Wang Jin, Emperor Ye stood up and walked towards the scene in front of him with a cold face.

Huangquan was originally located in the downtown area of ​​the university town, and the traffic flow was very high. Because it was afraid of affecting indoor traffic, the monk specially asked the construction workers to place the place on the sidewalk in front of Huangquan Gate.

But I didn't expect that even so, I could drive the car up with a blind eye and beat the person so arrogantly!

"I didn't mean it, can't I wipe it clean for you?" The middle-aged migrant worker who was sitting on the ground with one hand covering his bloody head and trembling with anxiety on his face, stood up and prepared to wipe the traces on the Accord car, but unexpectedly he was kicked again.

"Get out of here! You fucking me if you break my car, do you think it's okay to wipe it? Tell you, if you don't take out three thousand yuan today, I'll get you in the police station. The clothes look like you are fucking beggars, which affects the city appearance, bah!"

After the middle-aged fat man cursed, he spitted directly at the migrant worker uncle and spitted on the latter. However, the migrant worker uncle who was kicked to the ground with his behavior could only swallow his anger, his eyes full of helplessness.

Three thousand yuan is equivalent to the salary he earned for more than a month. If he loses it all at once, this month will be wasted. When he calls home, the wife and the child will definitely not be able to explain it. The child is still waiting for the money to pay the tuition...

"Why are you so swearing? You just now, you were driving and hit me. You can't blame Lao Li for your head, and you are so unreasonable."

"That's it! You obviously hit me by driving, and your car is not broken at all, why did you make Lao Li lose money? You are blackmailing!"

Seeing that Old Li was bullied, several of the migrant workers came over when they saw the scene just now and tried their best to argue. The protection awareness of the same place was also very strong.

"Yeah! Why, why do you want to join forces to make a profit? Tell you, don't fucking dogs and rats, or you will be too quick to get them."

As soon as he saw several other migrant workers coming up to say this, the middle-aged fat man glared and yelled and threatened.

As expected, when he yelled like this, the migrant workers didn't dare to say much. After all, they were from the city and could afford such a high-end car. If they really had a rant, they would still suffer.

"A group of uneducated uninformed people, I'm still a little bit younger when I want to fight with me!" Seeing everyone silence, the middle-aged fat man smiled coldly and said casually.

"Old man, what should you do about this? It's better to go to the police station for 3,000 yuan, you can choose for yourself." With a big belly, this middle-aged fat man was a migrant worker uncle who could only eat the ground.

Although 3,000 yuan is not too much for me, it is just a month's money for gas. Don't give it for nothing.

"I can't give you money. My child also needs the money to pay for the tuition at university..." The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and the middle-aged migrant worker said helplessly with sorrow on his face.

"I'm fucking care about your child going to college! If you touch my car, you will have to pay for it. Hurry up, my patience is limited!"

The middle-aged fat man yelled at the migrant workers on the ground like an angry wild boar.

"What's going on?" Emperor Ye slowly walked over and glanced at the middle-aged fat man with rat eyes and then asked several migrant workers.

Perhaps because they didn't know who Emperor Ye was, several migrant workers did not speak after looking at Emperor Ye, and at this time the monk had already walked up.

"My brothers, this is our boss. If something happens, you can agree to him, it's okay."

When the monk said this, several migrant workers looked at Emperor Ye suspiciously and said in a low voice.

"This boss, we were pushing the car just now. This gentleman drove and hit him and got dirty. He insisted that I pay 3,000 yuan. Three thousand yuan is equal to my salary for more than a month, and I can't afford it at all..."

The migrant worker uncle who spoke in his hometown dialect said to Emperor Ye with red eyes. At this moment, he didn't know what Emperor Ye asked about his purpose, and he was full of fear of Emperor Ye.

I remember that my brothers from other hometowns who worked with me used to scratch their cars. Not only did they pay thousands of dollars, but they were fired by the employer. The money I had been working for several months was almost not brought back.

For a moment, the migrant worker uncle looked at Ye Huang and really didn't know what the young boss wanted to do.

"Is this uncle true?"

"Yes! Old Li didn't lie. We were all watching just now. Boss, it was really this guy who bumped into him."

"Boss, the monk brother is afraid that we will affect traffic, so he asked us to put the mud place on this sidewalk. You said that we are all migrant workers, so how could we hit someone's car and play with it?"

After Emperor Ye asked this, the migrant workers who had just seen everything clearly explained it to Lao Li.

"Whatever you say is what? Then I also said you took me ten million... The fact is that you hit my car, three thousand yuan, no! Six thousand yuan! If you give money, if you don't give it to our court, I don't believe that you can't cure you bad guys."

When the fat man heard several migrant workers, he actually said that he was not so popular that he immediately took out his cell phone and looked like he was about to make a phone call.

"Six thousand yuan! You... why don't you rob it? I've worked hard for three months to make such a small amount of money, and you'll get dark all of a sudden. Your heart is too dark, right?" Old Li heard that the fat man had to pay 6 thousand yuan and almost fainted when he heard that the fat man was sitting on the ground. He pointed at the other party with blood and accused him.

"Old guy, don't say I'm black. If you have sex, don't bump into me? Besides, if you have nothing to do, why are you wandering around the city? No one will beat you when you are farming at home." The fat man with his eyes squinting said a few words to Lao Li's head and turned his head to look at Emperor Ye.

"You are the boss here? What do you think? This migrant worker made my car dirty and scratched a small piece. Give me an explanation?"

"Do you want to say it?" Ye Huang narrowed his eyes and a sneer on his face. ~ See if there is no advertisement for the first release, please come to "".

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