Chapter 55

"Meng Liang, how did you lose it?" Liu Rui asked anxiously after getting off the bus.

After thinking about it, the old car told the whole story.

"Bang!!"

"I fuck your mother! You fucking sell it with him *!!!" after listening, I jumped at the old car like crazy and stuck my fist in the old car's face.

"Sorry..." Duan Hui looked down at me and said.

"Draft, and you..."

I kicked Duan Hui in the stomach. Duan Hui was directly kicked to the ground by me. I rode on Duan Hui and hit him in the face one punch after another.

"Come on, you're fucking crazy!!!" Liu Rui and Yuan Yuan quickly pulled me off Duan Hui and stopped me.

"Draft it, don't you know Liangzi is impulsive!!! Didn't you fucking push him into the fire pit???" I shouted with red eyes as I tried to get rid of Liu Rui's hands.

"Come on, are you fucking finished? Can you fucking blame the old car and them?" Liu Rui scolded as he stopped me.

"Leaf, calm down. They don't know Liangzi. They can't blame them for this..." Yuan also advised a group.

"It's important to find someone now. Where do you think Meng Liang can go now?" Yang Song said with a frown.

"I'm sure I went to the Bailemen to block people... This fool..." Liu Rui saw me calm down and released his hand holding me.

"I'll call Bailemen now!" the old car took out his cell phone and called.

"Patter!"

After the old car put down the phone, the mobile phone fell directly to the ground and looked at us.

"What's the matter? Is Liangzi at Bailemen?" Liu Rui asked when he saw the old car calling.

"... he... He stabbed his bald head... The man was detained!!!" the old car stammered.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Liu Rui shouted excitedly, holding the collar of the old car.

"He stabbed someone and let someone hold him..." the old car swallowed his saliva and repeated.

"Fuck you, you fool!!! You have no face!!!" Liu Rui helplessly released his hand holding the collar of the old car and sat down on the ground.

"Can you contact the bald head?" I asked, looking at the old car.

"I'll try..." then the old car picked up the mobile phone on the ground, hurried to the corner and called.

"Did you draft it? Let's break it when it's over. Your temple is too big for us to stay..." I pointed to Duan Hui and said word by word.

"People are in bald hands, there is no danger for the time being..." the old car whispered after calling.

"How can I make people?" I asked hurriedly.

"My friend said to ask for me... He knows bald..." the old car paused and said.

Three minutes later, the old car phone rang again.

"Hello, how's it going?" the old car asked quickly after receiving the phone.

"The bald head said 150000 yuan, plus the original 50000 yuan, a total of 500000 yuan. I'll get someone at noon tomorrow..."

"OK, I see." then the old car hung up the phone.

"What do you say over there?" I asked.

"Five hundred thousand, I'll get you tomorrow..."

After listening to the old car, I don't know what to say. Don't say 500000. We can't take out even 50000. Although it's wrong for the old car to sell * with Meng Liang, it can't all depend on others. After all, if Meng Liang wasn't so impulsive, there wouldn't be such a big thing. In the final analysis, it's Meng Liang's own fault.

"Five hundred thousand, go to him? Then get fifty..." I bowed my head and said to myself.

"I'll solve the problem of money... I won't leave Meng Liang alone. After all, Meng Liang happened because of us..." the old car patted me on the shoulder and said.

I looked up at the old car and didn't speak.

"Come on, let's go..." the old car forced out a smile.

After the old car sent us back to the little bee, a man drove and didn't know where to go. A room of people sat in the living room in silence, smoking one after another, thinking of ways.

"Come on, don't be so depressed. What a big thing. Meng Liang will be back tomorrow..." Liu Rui licked his dry lips.

"Sorry!!" I don't remember how many times Duan Hui apologized.

"I don't blame you. It's Meng Liang's problem." I've calmed down at this time.

"Go back to sleep..." I patted the ashes on my legs and turned back to the house.

After a sleepless night, at eight o'clock the next morning, the old car returned to the little bee with a haggard face and a black eye.

"Sorry, I didn't collect enough money. The car sold and the house didn't pour out..." the old car sat in front of my bed, rubbed his palm and bowed his head.

"Did you sell the car?" I asked in some surprise.

After listening to me, the old car said in silence: "well, I wanted to sell the house. It's almost 500000. Unfortunately..."

"In fact, you don't have to..." I looked at the old car with guilt and didn't know what to say. If he didn't accept us, wouldn't he have to sell his house and car.

From another perspective, how many so-called liver brothers in society now shirk each other because of something?

We didn't know each other well in H city. The old car could have abandoned us yesterday. Meng Liang, who stabbed people, had nothing to do with him. When he left yesterday, I thought he might run, but I never thought that he not only didn't run, but also sold the car!!! But also sell the house to redeem Meng Liang!!!

Although it's my heart of villains, how many people in this society can go bankrupt in the face of a few friends who have known each other for less than a month like an old car?

If the old car did this because of loyalty, I think it's bullshit. We have no loyalty at all.

On the old car body, I saw the word responsibility!

When something happens, he shrinks back. It's not called a man!

A real man, standing on the ground and against the sky, does what is right for the heart in the middle.

"OK, I'll find the bald head later and see if I can slow down. No, I'll press the house into his hand..." the old car said before I finished.

"What time do you make an appointment with the bald head?"

"Before noon... I have to pack up..." the old car got up and was ready to go.

"Old car, I'll go..." I reached out and grabbed the old car and shouted.

After listening to me, the old car was stunned, then smiled and said, "why don't you trust me?"

"No, I'm afraid it's dangerous for you to go. I'd better come!" I sincerely looked at the old car and said.

"Ha ha, ok..." the old car smiled, put down an envelope and turned to the door.

"Old car!" I whispered as the old car was about to leave the house.

The old car turned.

"... I'm sorry yesterday!"

The old car waved his hand without talking, and then walked out the door.