Chapter 117

Boss Huang is not a billionaire, but he can spend millions every minute.

Since he has money, why don't he settle the loan he owes Lao Su?

What's the relationship between his money and his debt to Lao Su?

It doesn't matter at all.

But the goods Lao Su sent this morning were unloaded to his friend Lao Han in the same industry, which has something to do with him.

"Ha ha, do you think that if you rely on Lao Han, I dare not do anything to you?"

Boss Huang gave a few silent sneers and took out his mobile phone.

Half an hour later, the high-speed railway unloaded a full load of goods at the place designated by boss Han.

Lao Han is also a happy person, and he will pay immediately.

After the confirmation of the high-speed railway, Han patted him on the shoulder and turned back to the store.

When the high-speed railway was about to finish unloading, I saw a few street ruffians standing not far away, with steel pipes in their hands, looking this way.

Boss Han is right. Although Huangshan does not dare to do anything about him, he dares to do something about the high-speed railway.

Boss Han doesn't care.

As for businessmen, there is no need to make conflicts with the neighbors for the sake of outsiders.

The high-speed railway didn't plan that old Han would manage it. He just laughed and opened the door to get on.

As soon as the box of goods opened the door of boss Han's shop, a few street ruffians held up the steel pipe and stopped the way.

Lao Su, who was just across the road, was worried and began to regret that he had not stopped the high-speed railway from unloading Lao Han.

Although the car will still be owed after it is unloaded to Lao Huang, it's still worse and better than the 300000 loan he asked someone to clean it up.

The point is that high-speed rail could be beaten.

Although police officer Xiao Su dares to roll up his sleeve and jump at the evil forces when he is in trouble, Lao Su is a coward.

Especially after seeing a small street ruffian lift the steel pipe and smash it on the box glass, Lao Su's legs trembled even more.

Wow.

The front windshield of the container is broken.

The high-speed railway looked at the dash cam and asked in a trembling voice: "brother, brother, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It doesn't mean much. It's just about you. "

The answer of a few street ruffians is very simple.

They talked, and their hands didn't stop. The steel pipe hit the car hard.

After feeling that they were almost smashed, the high-speed railway jumped out of the car and shook its mobile phone angrily: "Hey, I said don't go too far. I'm going to call the police."

"To your sister!"

A street ruffian swung the steel pipe and hit the high-speed rail mobile phone.

Good.

Now the high-speed railway can't call the police, so when we beat these street ruffians, we have a good reason.

Hiding behind a tree on the other side of the road, Lao Su, seeing the high-speed railway whose mobile phone had been hit, roared and rushed to the street ruffians, and closed his eyes in pain.

He really can't bear to see such a good young man on the high-speed railway. For his family's sake, he was beaten by several fierce Street ruffians.

But he didn't have the courage to help.

Even in his eagerness, Sue forgot that he could call the police.

Especially after hearing the scream, Lao Su went out to the ground slowly along the tree trunk and said, "I'm sorry, kid, I'm sorry. It's uncle who has implicated you - "

he doesn't know how long he's been talking about it. Suddenly, he heard a exclamation from the door of the breakfast shop:" wocao, is this going to kill people? "

Ah, are they going to kill the high-speed railway!?

When Lao Su heard the words, the tiger trembled.

No matter how timid he was, he couldn't sit back and watch the high-speed railway that came to help him. He was killed by Huangshan and others.

At least, he can call the police -

Lao Su, who finally thought of calling the police, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up.

After only one look, Lao Su suspected that something was wrong with his eyes.

After the high-speed railway roared at five street ruffians, Lao Su had already "imagined" the tragic scene of his broken leg and broken arm lying in the hospital.

Even Lao Su began to figure out whether the payment for goods sold to boss Han would be enough for the medical expenses of the high-speed railway.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw a few street ruffians lying on the ground. The high-speed railway was pinching Huangshan's neck and bumping into the front cover of the container.

There are still some worries about the high-speed railway. Huangshan will take advantage of the opportunity to escape after seeing that the street ruffians have been settled.

It's true that boss Huang is very good at being a man -

when he saw that several street ruffians were flattened by the high-speed railway, he was so rash that he picked up a wine bottle and rushed up.

Then, boss Huang was strangled by the high-speed railway and crashed happily.

People like boss Huang, who run rampant in the streets by virtue of some kind of grey influence, are familiar with high-speed railways.

There are at least 18 ways to scare boss Huang.

Don't say it's the police who don't pay back the money or repair the car. Even if the high-speed railway says that bullshit is sweet, boss Huang will nod his head and say that he chokes to death.As a matter of fact, the more powerful the person is, the more afraid he is of death.

The high-speed railway just pinched him by the neck and let him bump the front cover of the container into seven or eight holes. Boss Huang yelled for mercy.

Of course, I won't let him go easily. Anyway, if I hit the iron sheet in front of the car, I'll have a concussion at most, and I won't die.

"Sir, spare your life --"

clearly felt that the high-speed railway was going to kill him alive. Huangshan was scared to pee, and the voice of crying for help was not like human voice.

After seeing the high-speed railway, he sneered: "I can spare your dog's life. But I owe you 300000 yuan - "

" I give it, I give it! Give it now, give it now, woo, woo. "

Huangshan looks like a very horizontal person, now he was scared to wail.

"My car was smashed," the high-speed rail said

"I pay, I pay."

"And my cell phone."

"I pay, I pay."

"And the breakfast I had."

"I'll pay the bill -"

in a word, as long as the high-speed railway can let him go, Huangshan can even claim the money he paid to pick up his sister tomorrow night.

"What's the matter? Did you do that earlier? So that I don't bully people. "

The high-speed railway pinched him again, hit him heavily in the car, and then released him: "I'm not wrong with you. Three hundred thousand in arrears, plus fifty thousand yuan for car repair, ten thousand yuan for mobile phone and twenty-three yuan for breakfast. All in all - is there a computer? Lao Tzu's grades in mathematics are very average. "

Ten minutes later, 36023 yuan was transferred to Lao Su's bank card.

Looking at the balance of the account query, and looking at the high-speed railway with a harmless smile on his face, Lao Su felt like he was dreaming.

He snuck his left leg.

Wocao, it hurts.

It's not a dream.

The high-speed railway, which Xiaosu said was a waste, really settled Lao Huang and others, and asked him for the money he didn't ask for from his grandfather and grandmother.

Is this rubbish?

Who has such rubbish in his family? Can he come to my house and be his son-in-law? Lao Su looks at him affectionately and does not move for a long time, which makes the high-speed railway feel tight and smile: "uncle, I want to talk to you about something."

"Do you want to be my door-to-door son-in-law?"

Without thinking about it, Lao Su nodded: "yes. But first, you have to divorce your present wife. Besides, you must never bully Su Su in the future. You have to - cough, cough. It's a sore throat. "

The high-speed railway is in short supply.

Then, he lamented that Lao Su was too valuable.

Unfortunately, the conflict between him and the blind girl is a misunderstanding.

The two of them are in love -

at most, the high-speed railway can only make good friends with the kind-hearted police officer Xiao su.

In order to cover up Lao Su's embarrassment, the high-speed railway quickly coughed and even said that his throat was itchy.

Before the itching was over, the shrill siren came from a distance.

Sitting on the ground crying boss Huang, a cry, jumped up.

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