The subordinate initially didn't want to get involved in the matter or hold the other party responsible, and was about to drive away when...

Then I saw a person suddenly standing in front of the car. The person was thin and looked like a monkey. It wasn't that my eyesight was good, but the person's appearance was just too distinctive.

Another person walked towards his car and pounded hard on his left-side window.

There's no way to leave now. The only way to get away is to run over the person in front of the car, which is a life.

Although these people who risk their lives for others often do such disregard for human life in private, none of them are as audacious as this.

The subordinate could only roll down the car window and say to the man without turning his head, "You can leave. I don't want any compensation. I won't hold you responsible for the rear-end collision."

According to his subordinates, the responsibility lay with the other party; he was driving carefully when the other party rear-ended him, so they should bear full responsibility.

Now that he's not pursuing the matter and is willing to pay for the repairs himself, he can certainly claim it through his car insurance. Shouldn't that person be grateful?

But unexpectedly, things took an unexpected turn.

"What do you mean you don't want compensation? Did you even see clearly? It was your car that hit my brother and broke his leg. Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car right now."

What?! My subordinate remembers there wasn't a single person or even a car in front of him just now. How could he have hit someone?

So the subordinate turned the car towards the open window and looked at the man who had just spoken. The man had a fierce-looking face and didn't look like someone to be trifled with.

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out."

The subordinate noticed that the man's voice trembled slightly when he spoke.

He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, open the car door, and get out. He figured he'd better just suffer the consequences.

He wasn't stupid; he knew he'd encountered a professional con artist.

For people like this, he could only give them some money and get them to leave quickly.

He has more important things to do. If he fails to accomplish them, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After the subordinate got out of the car, he heard a man with a fierce face point forward and say, "Look what you've done to my brother!"

The subordinate walked over and saw that the man who looked like a monkey, who had been standing in front of the car, was now lying on the ground, clutching his bent leg and howling. Strangely, there was blood on his trouser leg.

Upon closer inspection, there was also a dark brown stain on the ground where the person was lying, which looked like dried blood.

So much has been prepared in such a short time.

The procedure was done quite professionally, wasn't it?

People like them know that if you injure your leg, you should never hold onto it, to avoid causing further injury. If it's a fracture, that would be terrible; it would worsen the injury to the fractured leg.

Therefore, subordinates can be 100% certain that this person is faking it.

What could the subordinate do but take out his wallet from his pocket? "Tell me how much money you want. Hurry up, I have other things to do."

After saying that, he took out his phone, preparing to send a message to his teammates saying that something had happened. They might not arrive in Qingcheng until tomorrow; unlike Young Master Ye, they didn't have a private jet and could fly whenever they wanted.

I don't know if it was the subordinate's comment about losing money that suddenly angered him.

The burly man angrily knocked his subordinate's phone and wallet away, yelling at him, "You think you're so great just because you have a few stinking coins? I don't want money. You take my brother to the hospital now, and after the checkup, you'll pay whatever you owe."

After the burly man finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the door of the car that had rear-ended them opened. Two more burly men got out and walked towards them.

"What's going on?"

One of them asked.

"This person insulted me by offering me money."

The man with a face full of fat said.

The subordinate never expected to encounter such a stubborn person when trying to stage an accident. He even felt that giving him money was an insult, thinking, "I'm not afraid of being insulted, why don't you insult me ​​back with money?"

He picked up the wallet from the ground first, and was picking up the phone when...

Then the man who had just gotten out of the car picked up the phone before him.

Just then, the phone rang. The person deliberately showed the side with the phone number to their subordinate, and then hung up.

The subordinate became anxious.

"You just want money, right? Is 100,000 enough?"

The man with a fierce-looking face ignored him.

"Is 200,000 volts enough?"

The subordinates increased the pressure.

The subordinate was now truly anxious. He had just seen that the phone number belonged to Miss Qiao, and if he didn't call her back immediately, he was doomed.

The man with the fierce-looking face got even angrier.

“I’m not short of money. Are you going to give my brother a ride or not? If you don’t take my brother to the hospital, believe me, I’ll run you over right now and break your leg too.”

If the subordinates are still clear-headed and can think things through calmly, they will realize that those few clearly have ill intentions.

But now his mind is completely distracted by that phone number.

He was only thinking about how to explain things to Miss Qiao once the matter was resolved.

In addition, he was frightened by what the man with the fierce face had said.

For some reason, he felt that if he didn't do as they said, they really could break his leg.

"Go, go, I'll go right now. Please help me lift the person into the car."

"If you had said so earlier, that would have been fine. Monkey, stand up and get in the car."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw the man who had been lying on the ground, clutching his leg and howling, immediately stand up, walk to the back seat of his subordinate, open the door and get into the car, all in one smooth motion without pausing.

The subordinate was furious. He knew it was a staged accident, but this kind of scam was so rare; couldn't they just pretend to be something they weren't?

He was somewhat confused by what these people were doing.

Then the burly man opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, and two other people also sat in the back seat of his subordinate's car.

The burly man, seeing his subordinate still in a daze, roared at him.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get in and drive!"

The subordinate had no choice but to get into the car.

I had just sat in the car, and hadn't even started the engine yet.

It felt like I'd been hit on the back of the head with a stick.

The subordinate turned his head and saw the man holding a stick.

He only said "you".

The next moment, he fainted.

The burly man slapped his subordinate's face, saying, "You're so slow, wasting so much of my time."

After saying that, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Brother, I've caught him."