Chapter 150 Who Touched My Brother

Outside the bus, the sound of cursing and cursing sounded, and the driver could no longer maintain his driving posture safely.

As soon as he opened the door and got off the driver's seat, he was greeted with swear words.

"Damn it, how the hell do you drive a car?"

A young man in a hard hat pushed and shoved the driver.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The driver kept apologizing, saying that he was almost hit by someone just now.

"What's the use of being sorry, my kneecap was broken by you, so I'm sorry and it's over?"

"Tell you, my legs are broken, what can you do?"

The young man was unforgiving, a pair of arms gesticulating in the air.

"I see he's alive and kicking, he doesn't look injured." Mo Xiaofei whispered beside him.

"You still can't tell, he's clearly touching porcelain." Feng Gang curled his lips.

"Pengci?"

Mo Xiaofei's eyes lit up. Although touches happen frequently these days, no one has taken the initiative to touch her. This is really a new thing for a girl without society.

"Come on, shall we go down and have a look?"

Mo Xiaofei hurriedly pulled the five people in the back seat out of the car together.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the passengers probably understood what was going on. It turned out that the curve ahead was under construction, and this was just the blind spot of the driver's vision. Fortunately, the driver's reaction was fast enough, and the coherent emergency brake stopped the car. the car.

At that time, there was actually a distance of one or two meters away from the young man, not to mention a collision, even the hair didn't touch it.

"You hit me, of course you have to lose money." The young man acted as if it was a matter of course.

"Nonsense, I have a driving record in my car, let's see if I hit you." The driver couldn't help but angrily scolded.

Hearing this, the young man's arrogance disappeared a lot, but he still had plausible words: "At the very least, you should compensate me for mental damage. I was almost scared out of my mind by you. It's fine if you don't pay me. Let's go to the city hospital." Do a full check."

"Not a dime. I've seen a lot of people like you who touch porcelain. If you fall in love, you can sue. If you can't, let's call the police."

The driver was also angry, saying that I have been running this line for a day or two, why should I settle accounts with you if you are wandering on the road, and you are still messing with me.

The young man was still entangled endlessly, and the two quarreled hard.

At this time, the passengers also spoke angrily.

"You said that you are not good at what you are doing at a young age. You have to make pottery on the road, which is harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself."

A little old man in his seventies couldn't help but reprimanded him.

"Fuck off, I sent him this little money? Let's just talk about reason, and I can't bear this tone." The young man said impatiently.

"Young man, you have to forgive others and forgive others. They didn't do it on purpose, and you didn't suffer any injuries."

The little old man tried to continue persuading, but his kind persuasion was doomed to be unnecessary.

"What kind of thing are you, you still dare to scold me, my mother will sell you."

The young man spat on the ground.

"Bastard child." The little old man was fuming with anger. It was the first time he was scolded by a child at such an old age.

"You bastard."

The young man was not afraid, and scolded back.

Seeing that the young man was messed up, the passengers in the car couldn't see it, and they all spoke out angrily.

"You child, you don't know how your family educates you, and you don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

"I don't know what's going on in society now, there are all kinds of people."

The middle-aged aunts also showed their strengths one after another, and the reprimands of each sentence were overwhelmed like a mountain.

This young man is also a character. The reprimands of the people present counted, and almost everyone was reprimanded by him.

"You're too much, grandpa is so old, you don't know how to show respect." Mo Xiaofei couldn't help but angrily scolded.

"What are you..." The young man just wanted to scold, but when he saw Mo Xiaofei's appearance, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Little girl, you still dare to scold me. If you scold brother like this, I will be angry."

The young man chuckled twice, and while speaking, he had already walked up to Mo Xiaofei.

"Get out, stinky rascal."

Mo Xiaofei said angrily.

"I'm terribly angry, and I'll even beat myself up when the time comes."

As he spoke, the young man stretched out his hands and pushed towards Mo Xiaofei's chest. Of course, he had the intention of taking advantage of him.

No one expected that the young man would suddenly launch a sneak attack, even Feng Gang did not expect it, and it was already too late to protect him.

Mo Xiaofei's face turned pale, and she wanted to dodge in a hurry, but a pair of hands stretched out ahead of time and pressed it on the young man's head.

It was such an arm that didn't look long, but it pressed firmly on the young man's forehead, making him unable to advance or retreat.

"Asshole, let go of me."

The young man struggled unceasingly, waving his hands indiscriminately but couldn't reach the opponent at all, making the scene look like a dynamic picture.

When Mo Xiaofei came back to her senses, she found that the person who saved her from the villain was her friend who she had known not long ago.

"Go away, get out of my presence immediately, or I don't mind abolishing you."

Lin Lang waved his hand lightly, and threw the young man out of the ass.

During this pause, the sound of crusade came over again overwhelmingly.

A group of menacing, self-proclaimed righteous passengers pressed forward, intending to strike if there was a disagreement.

"enough!"

The young man roared with a livid face, turned around and roared behind him.

"Brother, if I get hit by someone, it's fine if I don't lose money, but I'm still going to be beaten."

Not long after the words fell, a group of heavily armed 'hard hats' came forward with shovels and sticks. There were about ten or twenty people, and they looked ruffian.

"Who wants to touch my brother?"

A man who looked somewhat similar to the young man held a guy in his hand and looked at everyone coldly. He stood at the front, obviously, he should be the leader of the group.

"I ask you who wants to touch my brother, stand up and see if I don't break his legs."