Rising from the villain rich second generation

"Come on, someone hit someone."

"If there is no one million this year, you will not be able to leave."

Breaking off the logo of Wang Aoran's Mercedes-Benz S-class car, the old woman shouted loudly, as if she would rely on Wang Aoran without paying money, and she would die in front of Wang Aoran.

"what happened?"

"Snapped."

Wang Aoran is most annoyed when someone interrupts his inspiration when he is thinking about something.

So he frowned, and slapped the driver on the face: "How do you drive?"

"Young Master Wang, it's not my fault."

"I have driven Lao Wang Dong for 15 years, and I have never had an accident."

"You know me, I drive like an old dog."

The driver looked innocent.

"Then what's going on?"

Pointing to the old woman in front of the car, Wang Aoran was very angry.

"Young Master Wang, he is the one who touches porcelain." The driver whispered.

"Touch porcelain?"

"Dare to touch my Wang Aoran's porcelain?"

Wang Aoran was furious immediately, he roared angrily: "Drive me over and run over her to death!"

"Yes."

The driver knew Wang Aoran's character, if he was disobedient, Wang Aoran would dispose of him.

Although he knew it was dangerous, he could only fight.

I hope the old woman will know how to leave after he starts the car.

Don't look for death.

"Boom."

"stop!"

When the driver was about to step on the accelerator and start a collision, Wang Aoran's eyes lit up and he yelled loudly.

He thought of a good way to collect blackening points!

Chapter 338 Intermittent Psychosis

"This?"

The driver was taken aback by Wang Aoran's words, he turned his head and looked at Wang Aoran in embarrassment: "Young Master Wang, what do you mean?"

"I told you to stop, don't move around for me."

"You retarded bastard!"

Wang Aoran glared at the driver unceremoniously, then stepped out of the car directly, and looked at the old woman who touched porcelain, his eyes were full of luster.

This old woman gave him enough inspiration, letting him know how to collect blackening points without breaking the law!

"Hey, my old waist."

"You lose money, you must lose money."

"Without 100 million, none of you can leave today."

"I'll die for you to see!"

The old woman didn't care about her face at all, rolling on the ground, playing tricks on Wang Aoran in all kinds of ways.She even hugged Wang Aoran's leg, trying to wipe snot on Wang Aoran's pants.

"Wang Shao, I really didn't hit her, my speed is very slow."

"With such a slow speed, it is impossible to hit people."

"Young Master Wang, don't listen to her nonsense, she is blackmailing people."

As he said that, the driver glared at the old woman angrily: "Don't deceive people, let me tell you, I have a driving recorder."

"If you don't get up again, I will call the police."

"Ouch."

Hearing what the driver said, the old woman yelled again, and then covered her waist shamelessly: "My waist, my waist is broken, you have to pay for it."

"Why don't you send me to the hospital and check me?"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die now!"

The old woman thought to herself, even if she couldn't extort money, she could extort a sum of medical expenses.Anyway, at her age, she must be sick all over when she arrives at the hospital.

She can take the opportunity to prescribe a lot of medicine!

The onlookers on the side were all talking about this, and some passers-by said that this old woman is a habitual offender and often touches porcelain in this area.

But because the law has nothing to do with Pengci, even though she has been invited by the Public Security Bureau several times, she is still confident, and no one can do anything to her if she continues to be in this area of ​​Pengci!

"If you don't get up again, I'll call the police."

The driver didn't want to get into such trouble, so he took out his cell phone and wanted to call the police.

"Snapped!"

Wang Aoran waved his hand and slapped himself: "The policeman who hugged you!"

"This?"

The driver was stupefied by Wang Aoran's beating, he covered his face and looked at Wang Aoran in astonishment: "Young Master Wang, what is this?"

"Don't pretend, I know you are fake, this car never touched you at all."

"Tell me, how much does it cost?"

Wang Aoran folded his arms and looked coldly at the old woman.

"100 million!"

The old woman immediately stretched out a finger. After thinking about it, she felt a little too much, so she changed her words: "At least one hundred thousand!"

"I'll give you 100."

Wang Aoran spoke slowly.

"what?"

"You want to give me 100 million!?"

The old woman who was lying on the ground, holding Wang Aoran's trouser legs and pretending to be dead, immediately jumped up from the ground when she heard Wang Aoran's words.

It's like sitting up in shock from a dying illness and continuing to touch porcelain for another year.

She looked at Wang Aoran in astonishment: "Are you out of your mind?"

"You can see that I'm a fan of porcelain, and you still want to give me 100 million?"

The old woman watched Wang Aoran cautiously, ready to slip away at any time.

She knew very well that if she was too dumb, she would be afraid of being stunned, and if she was stunned, she would be afraid of dying. If she was desperate, she would also be afraid of mental illness!

In case Wang proudly took out the certificate of mental disability.

Isn't this bad?

She was just touching porcelain, not risking her life.

They touch porcelain, and they can't afford mental illness.

Mentally ill homicide is not illegal.

Especially intermittent mental illness, which is even more awesome!

"Snapped!"

Wang Aoran waved his hand and slapped the old woman: "You are the only one who is mentally ill, I think your whole family is mentally ill!"

"Yes, I'm mentally ill."

"My whole family is mentally ill."

The old woman nodded hurriedly. Facing Wang Aoran, a violent patient suspected of being mentally ill, how dare she refute?

She was really afraid that Wang Aoran would kill her if he got upset.

"I'll give you 100 million, and you need to do something for me."

"This matter is done, and you take away the 100 million, so there's nothing wrong with it." Wang Aoran looked at the old woman coldly: "If you can't do it well, I'll kill you immediately!"

"Big Brother, Uncle, Young Master."

"I'm a Puncher, I was wrong, I shouldn't be here."

"I'm too old to do evil, kill people and sell goods, and I really can't do it."

"Forgive your life, spare your life."

Knowing that touching porcelain is not against the law, both the owner and the Public Security Bureau have nothing to do with her as an old man, so she dared to touch porcelain.

If she was asked to kill people and steal goods, she really didn't dare.

I don't have the guts.

"Who is going to let you kill people and steal money?"

Wang Aoran sneered, and looked at the old woman in front of him: "What you need to do for me is your friends from the same industry. Bring them to me."

"I want them to do one thing for me."

"It's done, everyone will be rewarded."

"You get 100 million, and they can each get 50!"

Wang Aoran smiled and said: "If you can't do it well, you will be ruined!"

"Not only will you not get any money, I will throw you into a cesspit and drown you!"

"Young master, my old woman really can't do such a thing."

The old woman was keenly aware of it, and knew that there was something wrong with Wang Aoran's mind.So although Wang Aoran paid more money, she was unwilling to serve Wang Aoran.

"Snapped!"

Wang Aoran slapped the old woman on the face again, slapping the porcelain-touching old woman until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen: "You have no right to resist."

"Whatever I ask you to do, you have to do it for me."

"If you dare not do it."

Wang Aoran sneered, and looked coldly at the old woman in front of him: "I can kill you right now!"

"Directly send people to throw people into the septic tank."

"Turn you into a pile of shit!"

"Young master, I, I."

Looking at Wang Aoran, the old woman's eyes were full of regret.

She is really unlucky, unexpectedly met such a psychopath as Wang Aoran, and caused such a thing.

If she had known that Wang Aoran was sitting in this car, even if she had lent her a hundred guts, she wouldn't have dared to touch porcelain.

This is not touching porcelain, this is playing your life.

"This is 100."

Wang Aoran took out a trunk from the trunk of the car and threw 100 million to the old woman; "Go and do it for me immediately!"

"I'll wait for you in the cafe ahead."

"You can't do it, or you can't do it well."

Wang Aoran smirked, and looked at the old woman coldly: "You will die a miserable death."