It took ye Ziheng two minutes to put all the big men down, and then he went to the big man who was shouting before and reached out.
"Give me money!"
Big man is stupid at the sight of this scene. What's the situation?
Ye Ziheng saw the big man's face and kicked him and said.
"Don't think I'm stupid. If he doesn't give you money, you will be willing to hit me!"
It's not easy for the big man to say anything more, but he is reluctant to give all the money to ye Ziheng.
After all, they did come here because Yang Huo asked them to come and beat people.
But now, people didn't fight, and some of their brothers were seriously injured. Medical expenses alone are not small money. If you are handing over the money from Yang Huo, it will be a big loss.
After thinking for a long time, the big man touched his trouser pocket and drew several hundred yuan bills from it.
Ye Ziheng squinted his eyes for a few seconds and slapped the fan directly.
"With such a little money, you'll send off the beggar!"
Seeing that ye Ziheng is an ordinary student, the things on him are not high-end goods. He thought that he was a child who had not seen the world very much. He thought that hundreds of yuan would be enough to kill him, but he didn't expect that he was too few.
"Then, how much do you want?"
the big man asked with some fear.
Ye Ziheng thought for a while and finally compared two fingers.
"Two thousand?"
Big man guessed.
Ye Ziheng immediately slapped him on the forehead again.
"Is the thumb and index finger two thousand? Eight thousand! "
At the first hearing of Ye Ziheng's asking for 8000 yuan, the whole man was stunned. He didn't expect that the boy would open his mouth like this. You know, Yang Huo only gave them 12000 yuan this time. Ye Ziheng will take half of it in a flash. It's too cruel.
Although he was furious in his heart, he did not dare to show his anger on his face or refuse ye Ziheng's meaning. For fear of being beaten up by him, he had to use a slow strategy to show a smile.
"That's too much. I don't have that much money."
"Sweep."
As soon as the voice of the Han dynasty fell, ye Ziheng took out his mobile phone and clicked on the collection code.
The big man stared at the QR code for a long time, and then looked at ye Ziheng in front of him. He didn't react for a long time.
For a long time, the big man took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, looked at ye Ziheng's collection code slowly with a sad face.
"To the account, 8000 yuan."
Ye Ziheng looks like a smile on his face. He takes his cell phone away and looks at Lin Ya behind him.
"Do you want to go to the night market tonight?"
Linya froze for a moment, but soon smiled and nodded.
Ye Ziheng smiled and then turned to Yang Huo and others. He was about to walk by, but suddenly heard a sound of alarm. Turning around, he found that a police car had come to him.
Then, several uniformed police cars immediately drew their guns at them and shouted.
"Don't move!"
Ye Ziheng seems to be aware of something. He suddenly turns to Yang Huo and others, and finally sees the camera in Li Gaixing's hand.
At this moment, ye Ziheng seemed to understand something. His face was fierce. He understood why Yang Huohui said that sentence this morning, but it was too late.