Chapter 2: Fraud

After the loud noise, a dead silence spread.

Shen's mother retreated and looked at Lu Ran in shock. Her mouth with delicate lipstick opened ungracefully, and her scream got stuck in her throat.

Shen Xingran was still being grabbed by the hair.

He was still a little unresponsive, and the gentleness he pretended to have on his face had frozen. He was in a daze, and his cheeks swelled up quickly, with several red marks from his fingernails.

It was much more real than what he had said.

"Stupid, who is your brother? Don't try to make connections."

Lu Ran didn't let go.

He grabbed Shen Xingran's hair and sneered, "My dog ​​doesn't bite, but I do! Dirty water splashed on me, how can I get away with it if I don't slap you twice?"

"Ah!" Shen's mother's belated cry finally rang out, "You, you, you!"

"What do you mean you, go to the ophthalmologist if your eyes are not good!"

Lu Ran spat, leaving the stunned mother and son, turned around and ran out of Shen's house quickly.

After leaving the villa, Lu Ran did not stop.

He looked at the surrounding road signs, mobilized the memory in his mind, and walked quickly towards a place.

Da Huang accompanied him for nine years.

When he was ten years old, he was small and often bullied in the orphanage.

His homework was torn up by his roommate, but he did not dare to report it to the teacher, fearing that the teacher would punish the aunt on duty that day.

Caught in a dilemma, he had to turn off the lights, hold a flashlight, and huddle in the corner of the orphanage, crying and piecing together the torn pieces of paper.

It was very cold that night, with a north wind.

The scraps of paper in his hands were constantly blown away, and little Lu Ran could only lie on the ground, searching bit by bit.

That night, Lu Ran saw Da Huang, who was still a puppy.

The puppy stuck out its tongue and licked his cheek.

In an instant, the warm touch healed all the loneliness and grievances.

From then on, Lu Ran often secretly saved his food.

Da Huang also survived that cold winter.

Little Lu Ran secretly had his first and only family affection.

The previous life was the same as now.

When Lu Ran returned home, Da Huang had been thrown out.

At first, Lu Ran thought that the Shen family just chased Da Huang away.

He wanted to sneak out at night to look for Da Huang, and then settle Da Huang somewhere else.

But when Lu Ran got over Shen's mother's accusations, he only saw Da Huang's body on the road.

It was crushed by a car accident.

The section of the road where the accident happened was very remote and the surveillance was incomplete.

However, a kind passerby saw Lu Ran's anxious look and provided a video he had taken.

In the video, an expensive red sports car first accelerated and knocked down Da Huang hiding on the side of the road.

Then it did not leave, but repeatedly chased the struggling and escaping puppy and crushed it three times.

When Lu Ran saw the logo of the sports car, he knew that he was unable to seek justice for Da Huang.

The Shen family might be able to do it, but Lu Ran did not dare to mention it.

At this point, the only warmth in Lu Ran's life also disappeared.

By the time Lu Ran had completely suppressed this matter in his heart.

Once, he saw the red sports car at a party hosted by his second brother Shen Xingzhuo.

The owner of the car and Shen Xingzhuo had a good chat.

Lu Ran thought that the two were both from wealthy families, and their acquaintance was just an accident.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the car stopped when passing by him. He

leaned over and asked him with a smile: "Is your dog okay?"

At that moment, Lu Ran felt like he fell into an ice cellar.

He turned his head stiffly to look at Shen Zhu, and at everyone in the Shen family.

It was not until that moment that Lu Ran knew.

The car accident that Da Huang encountered was completely designed by the Shen family.

The purpose was just to give him a warning.

The funny thing is that he foolishly believed in this group of so-called relatives and didn't think much about it.

On the road.

"Woof."

A puppy's mournful cry rang out.

A small yellow dog on the roadside dodged to the side nimbly, but its hind legs still rubbed against the wheel, and it limped away.

In the red sports car that stopped suddenly, the driver was laughing and talking on the phone:

"Hey, Brother Zhuo's dog is quite clever, it actually dodged it."

Shen Xingzhuo's casual and wanton voice came from the speaker: "Huangmao, can you do it? You can't even kill a dog?"

"Of course I can!" Huangmao patted his chest and agreed, "I heard that this dog bit Ranran, is Ranran okay?"

"It's a small matter." Shen Xingzhuo laughed, "He doesn't like dogs, just drive him away, and he made such a fuss, trouble."

At last he reminded: "Anyway, you deal with this dog."

"Okay!" Huangmao responded, looking at the dog limping on the road.

Just now, the dog was hiding on the side of the road, and was hit by him, so it was forced to the middle of the road. It's

just a local dog, it's dead if it dies.

If you want to blame someone, blame the owner for being unlikable.

Huangmao lit a cigarette with a smile and stepped on the accelerator.

The engine made a muffled "hum".

The sports car rushed towards the wailing puppy on the road.

The speed was getting faster and faster.

Thinking of the next scene, Huangmao showed a smile of enjoyment.

When the wheels were about to roll over, a figure suddenly flashed through the front window of the car.

Huangmao shuddered and the cigarette in his mouth shook in fear.

The ashes with sparks fell on his legs and caused a burning pain, but Huangmao didn't care about anything else and stepped on the brakes.

The sound of the brakes pierced his eardrums.

Long brake marks were left on the road.

The wheels just stopped before the impact.

Huangmao was strangled to death by the seat belt, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

He vaguely remembered that someone had just broken through, and he looked up quickly.

Through the windshield, he saw a young boy who had just come of age standing steadily in front of the car.

The boy was wearing a cheap white shirt.

It is estimated that all his clothes added up to no more than one hundred yuan.

This is the poor look that Huangmao has always disliked.

But when he looked up and met the boy's eyes, Huangmao shuddered subconsciously.

The boy had slightly long bangs, which were wet by the drizzle from the sky and stuck to his eyelids.

Under the black hair, was a pair of... indescribable eyes.

It was pitch black, with a kind of desperate madness.

The yellow-haired man was stunned for a moment, and then he shook off the strange feeling.

He got out of the car angrily, and yelled: "Do you want to die? Can't you see there are cars on the road? You are risking your life!" When he

walked to the front of the car, the yellow-haired man was stunned again.

He looked down and saw the young man in front of the car, his knees almost touching the headlights of the sports car.

At such a close distance, seeing the car rushing over, the man didn't even take a step back.

The boy stood in front of the car with his arms open, protecting the yellow dog paralyzed on the ground behind him.

That creepy feeling came up again for a moment. The yellow-haired

man didn't say anything else.

Lu Ran slowly turned his head to look at him, his tone grim: "Are you the one who hit my dog?"

The yellow-haired man subconsciously took a step back.

But he guessed Lu Ran's identity in an instant - the legendary illegitimate son of the Shen family.

He then returned to his original attitude and said with a smile: "How can you prove that I hit it? I said it was your dog that hit my car."

Shen Xingzhuo deliberately threw the dog to a road section with no surveillance and few people.

Who can prove it?

Lu Ran had already squatted down at this time, checking on Da Huang's condition.

Seeing that Da Huang only had a limp in one leg and was not crushed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He maintained his squatting posture and looked up at Huang Mao: "You are right."

Huang Mao was a little puzzled by his calm attitude.

He lowered his head to look at the boy in front of him and found that this illegitimate son of the Shen family looked unexpectedly good.

Lu Ran's facial features are very well-behaved and very quiet.

The eyes were round, with slightly drooping corners. When he looked up, he had a cautious and obedient look.

Huangmao had an idea and wanted to tease this illegitimate child.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the "obedient" person in front of him lying on the ground with his legs hugged.

"What are you doing?" Huangmao was confused.

Soon he understood.

Lu Ran hugged his legs and started howling: "I hit someone! I hit someone! The rich second generation hit someone while speeding!"

"Hey! What are you talking about? Who hit you!" Huangmao was anxious.

Hitting a person is different from hitting a dog. No

matter how quiet this road is, there are still people walking on it. When

passers-by see a dog being hit, they will only sigh with regret at most.

If they see a person in a car accident, most of them will come over.

Now Lu Ran is howling directly, and there are already two or three passers-by stopped by the roadside and looked over here.

Huangmao was really panicking.

Although his family had a little money, they couldn't afford the scandal of hitting someone while speeding.

Moreover, his father was trying to win a big project recently, and most of the family's liquid funds were invested in it.

If the project failed because of his scandal,

his father would kill him.

Huangmao was anxious and only cared about clearing himself: "You, you are committing fraud! How can you prove that I hit you!"

"Then how do you prove that you didn't hit me?" Lu Ran asked.

"I have a fucking driving record..." Huangmao stopped talking halfway. If

the driving recorder was taken out, the dog-hitting incident would be confirmed. Moreover, it was indeed him who stepped on the accelerator and hit the dog. Lu Ran was so close to the car that he couldn't tell whether he hit the dog or not.

More and more people were gathering on the roadside.

Lu Ran hugged his legs and lay directly on the ground.

He was a person who had really experienced illness and car accidents, but he pretended to be so good that his face turned pale.

Huangmao was sweating all over, afraid of making a big fuss.

He stepped forward, lowered his voice and said nicely: "Brother, let's talk it over, you get in the car first..."

"What? You want me to get acquainted and then deal with me after I get in the car?" Lu Ran raised his voice, his face full of fear.

Huangmao was stunned: "No... I didn't say I..."

"Your last name is Hu, and your father is Hu Yaozu. You threatened me not to mess with your Hu family, otherwise I would die without knowing how?"

Lu Ran was shocked, covered his mouth and screamed, revealing Huangmao's true identity.

He looked like a student, but now his face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

In contrast, the yellow-haired guy on the other side was simply disgusting.

The yellow-haired guy was speechless: "You, what are you doing..."

Passersby were filled with righteous indignation: "I heard that the Hu family owed us money for the construction site, it's your family, right?"

"How can a rich kid bully an honest person like this! Don't be afraid, young man, we'll call the police!"

"You dare to call the police!" The yellow-haired guy got anxious and immediately raised his voice.

There was a moment of silence around him, and the voices of condemnation became louder. There

was also a little girl who said: "I saw it, it was this yellow-haired guy driving a sports car that hit his brother on the ground, and he also hit the puppy behind him like crazy!" The yellow-haired

guy felt more and more guilty.

His car... can't stand up to inspection at all.

Although Lu Ran was pitting Huangmao, he was always concerned about Dahuang's condition.

Seeing that it was almost time, he hurriedly said: "Someone kind enough to take me to the hospital, I dare not get in this person's car."

The road was narrow and there were few cars.

But because of the conflict between the two, two black commercial vehicles were quietly parked on the side of the road.

Lu Ran took a look and directly stretched out his hand to wave: "Driver over there, can you give me a ride?"

Huangmao subconsciously looked back.

The moment he saw this six-door extended version of the commercial vehicle, he felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Why is this person here?

But he comforted himself in an instant.

It's okay, it's okay...

That person is not a nosy person. The

black commercial vehicle was parked quietly.

Huangmao's suspended heart gradually fell back into his stomach.

But Huang Mao's heart was not completely settled when he saw the parked commercial vehicle slowly start and drive to Lu Ran's side.

The rear door slowly moved away, revealing a dark and dark compartment.