"What happened? Did you hit someone?" Fang Zhiyi yelled.
Seeing someone asking, Old Man Gao became more alert: "Pay me money! You hit my wife! If anything happens, I'll see what you can do!"
Fang Zhiyi squatted beside Old Lady Gao with a smile on his face: "How much compensation is appropriate?"
After seeing his face clearly, Old Man Gao felt a little nervous. He heard that this guy has been quite crazy recently and even dared to mess with the Wang family. But... He glanced at the young man riding the electric bike at a loss and felt that Fang Zhiyi must be on his side.
"Five thousand in compensation! Not even a penny less!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded heavily: "Yes, not even a little less!" He winked at the honest young man.
The young man understood and stammered, "Should I take Auntie to get checked out first?"
Old Man Gao refused. He knew better than anyone that the old woman was fine. "Check? Are you trying to take advantage of this opportunity to run away? Give me the money!"
The onlookers were talking about it.
The young man's face flushed red. "I don't have any money on me. Can I ask my boss for an advance on my salary?"
When the old man heard that he was going to pay compensation, his tone softened a bit: "Don't try to play tricks, there are so many people watching."
"Then will you accompany me?" the young man continued.
The old man glanced at the old woman who was performing with her legs crossed and nodded. "Let's go!" He got on the electric bike and told Fang Zhiyi, "Help take your aunt home."
Fang Zhiyi didn't say anything. He watched them walk away. He was about to leave, but after a few steps he stopped and said, "Auntie, let's go. Get up and go back. The ground is cold."
Old Mrs. Gao rolled her eyes around, snorted, and slowly sat up.
The onlookers also understood what was going on and started talking louder.
Fang Zhiyi shouted again: "Oh, I forgot, your leg was hit, right?" Old Mrs. Gao looked around and nodded, then hugged her leg and slowly lay down again.
"I don't know where your home is. I don't dare to help you lying here. How about I call a taxi for you?" Fang Zhiyi said as he squeezed out of the crowd, leaving Old Lady Gao alone there.
Faced with the onlookers, Old Lady Gao had no choice but to close her eyes and hug her legs and wait.
After turning around several times, the young man on the electric bike brought Old Man Gao to a bungalow. He opened the sliding door and walked in. Old Man Gao followed him closely for fear that he would run away.
As soon as he entered the house, he felt a little regretful.
There are statues of gods in the room, and a machete is placed on the desk not far away. Five or six young men with dragons and tigers painted on their bodies are sitting in the room.
"Xiaohua, what is this?" asked a man wearing square-framed glasses.
Xiao Huayi smiled innocently, "He said I hit his wife with my bike and wanted me to pay him 5,000 yuan."
A young man who was wiping his machete turned his head slowly: "How much?"
Old Gao felt a chill in his heart. Just as he was about to continue his rogue behavior, he suddenly realized that there were no spectators or surveillance cameras. He lowered his voice a few times and said, "Just pay me some money. He didn't do it on purpose."
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